Intro log: Welcome to The Resort!

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INTRO LOG

Before you even open your eyes, you can tell something is not right. It's cold. Not quite unbearably so, but cold enough that you can take notice of it. And as soon as you open your eyes, you will be able to see why it's so cold: you're in the middle of a snowy forest, with only a single two-lane road cutting through the thick trees.

Unfortunately, you seem to be without transportation. Fortunately, you are wearing warm clothes and snow gear, so freezing isn't an immediate problem. But without transportation, you're in for a long walk ahead of you.

There are others around as well. Other people, just as lost and confused as you are. Everyone seems to be lacking any memory that might explain why everyone is here. As far as anyone knows, all of you were just ripped out of your previous lives and dumped here on this snowy road, wearing snow gear and having any items that are important to you already on hand. And for some of you, you even have a new power, one that you somehow instantly know how to use...

Two ways to go: forward and back. Despite having no indication of which way is the 'right' way, you feel drawn towards one direction in particular. Going 'back' is possible, but you get the feeling that you will be even more lost if you try. And given that you have no food or water on you, it's best to keep moving forward.

So, are you ready to walk? Because you have a long road ahead of you.



((Welcome to The Resort! Your characters will have any objects or animals with them that they should have given their canon point, but are dressed in cold weather clothing.

This prompt is just the first part of the intro log. New top-levels will go up over the course of the weekend as everyone progresses from 'where the hell am I?' to the resort proper, and to getting settled in. For now, just start with this prompt. We'll link further updates here for easy access.))

Comments

[duskhound]

[Why do the people here... keep throwing things at people's head's... Well, she at least manages to catch the thermos. Or at least catch it well enough that it loses its momentum before slipping out of her hands and into the snow. She goes to pick it up after, even while she's talking.]

My star power should be fine. Even if I'm like this, I'm still an Elite, after all. I appreciate the thought, though. How are your reserves holding out?

[purrtagonist]

[FINALLY, SOMEONE CATCHES THE THERMOS. kind of. at least the coffee won't spill even if she winds up dropping it to the ground in the end!]

. . .

[also, he understood absolutely nothing about what she just said, but. hey. sure. he'll roll with it anyway]

I have enough for about. . . [mmmmmm tilts his head towards his bag] Eight people? After that, we're out of luck.

[duskhound]

Eight people... Definitely not enough to last for everyone, then.

[She sighs a bit, before heading over, and bringing the thermos back.]

We'll need to save this for the time being. We don't know how long we'll be out here, after all, and until then, there are a lot of people to take care of.

[purrtagonist]

[rubs the back of his neck with gloved hands, almost sheepish]

Yeah. Sorry.

[and when she tries to bring the thermos back, Akira shakes his head]

You can save it, but it's yours now. Keep it until you decide you need it.