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

[messianic]

[A slow blink. He supposes it does say to ask...]

I like all of them, so it depends on the day, really... tonkatsu ramen, maybe, right now?

[....]

I don't know why it says to ask.

[whirlingmace]

Maybe they want to take you out on a date?

[ The whole staff. All of them. ]

[messianic]

[A slow, slow blink.]

... No, I don't think that's what it is.

[HE HOPES THAT'S NOT WHAT IT IS.]

[whirlingmace]

[ There's already a dude covered in ink and glitter checking you out ]

Hmm. Then maybe they just want to be your friend.

[messianic]

I guess we'll see.

[He tilts his head.]

It'd be nice to think that's it, wouldn't it?

[whirlingmace]

Making new friends would be nice.

[ Hmm ]

I know. Let's see what it says on my profile.

[ Let's poke his screen to pull it up. Ignore the dislikes and whole business about being used to bloodshed, Mimi. Her focus goes to the part about them getting chocobo merchandise. ]

Hey, they have put chocobos in here. Maybe they do want to make friends.

[messianic]

[Uh... huh...........]

I... maybe. It can't hurt to be hopeful, I guess.

Just be careful too, okay?

[whirlingmace]

Hehe. Don't worry about me! If they try anything funny, I'll just hit them really hard.

[ Likes: Hitting things super duper hard ]

[messianic]

[UM]

I'm glad you're prepared, but ... please don't resort to violence immediately...

[whirlingmace]

[ Wow ruin her fun. Tapping her index fingers as she looks down. ]

Now even a little bit of violence?

[ Good news, it seems like she'll listen to Mimi. ]

[messianic]

The less violence the better, I think... to be honest.

[whirlingmace]

Okay! So very very small.

[ She can hit a tiny bit. ]