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cartesianism2018-05-06 12:25 am
cartesio) wrote in cartesianism2018-05-06 12:25 am
WEEK 0 — ARRIVAL
Week 0: Arrival
When you wake up you immediately feel something’s off. You sit on the bed and find it’s not your bed, and this isn’t your room either. You seem to be in a rather normal-looking motel room. To your side there’s a trunk, if you open it you’ll find a military uniform, the key to your room, a set of rules and a debit card. Don’t lose those items! Or do lose the rules, you'll find a brand new copy the next day under your pillow. There’s also a calendar on the wall, you can see today’s date. The year is unreadable, but the month and day are very clear:
March 28th
There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.
For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.
There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.
After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.
There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.
For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.
There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.
After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.
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okay. He's gotta look like he's got a handle on the situation. Look real fuckin snide.]
Bold of you to assume you're not on the table, given everyone's reactions here.
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Show me what I deserve.
[He's even throwing his hands to a side, daring Faba to go ahead and make him the death they need so much]
I warn you, you only get one hit. Then it's my turn.
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You can't possibly have expected me to be prepared to strike you down now after you've apparently stolen all my Pokemon and put them on sale in the local thrift shop.
But mark my words. When I buy them back, you're in for it.
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[Idly, he puts a hand into his pocket. Looks like he's looking for something there]
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What!? No!
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Well, we'll see how things play out at the end of the day. I'm sure you wouldn't have bothered to greet us in person if you didn't have some sort of contingency.
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[ Don't mind this little cry from the peanut gallery. ]
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[ waver's face. meet waver's palm. he's exhausted. ]
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[Nagisa is thinking the same thing, but he's not about to give himself away.]
It's clear just from looking at him that he could defeat any of us without breaking a sweat. If someone plans to kill him, they need to be certain they can do it on the first strike. [In other words: an assassination.]
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Wonder how the rules against that work if he's not here to enforce em.
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[Aka - would they help us or are they that useless that it's an advantage.]
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American? What do you mean, exactly...?
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[He might not know a lot there.]
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Unova, then.
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[He just doesn't know.]
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So is this somewhere in Ultra Space, I wonder? Unova is a fairly notable region...