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.))

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[dereban]

Where the hell—

[ Someone had to say the obvious response as she finds herself hugging herself instinctively from the obvious cold. She wasn't experiencing winter prior to all of this, she needs time to adjust. And she's just turning a little pale because these sure are not the clothes that she last remembers wearing, and that thought makes her heart drop out of worry that she tries to not show that visibly.

But she doesn't seem to be alone, so.

Guess it's time to be social, as she walks up to the first person, straightening herself out as she asks, her tone polite and airy in spite of her irritation: ]

Excuse me, you don't happen to know where we are, do you?

[whirlingmace]

[ She lights up at hearing that voice. Whirling around to try to see where, while she answers. ]

Yeah, we're right here, Sicey.

[ Wait. A frown soon appears as she realizes something very, very important. ]

Huh? Sice would never be so polite.

[ She is trying to peer around the girl before her to see if maybe Sice is some how behind this girl standing here, right? ]

[dereban]

[ Okay, wow, hearing that voice definitely makes her have to rub her eyes to make sure she's not imagine things. While Inaba is usually a lot cruder with her language, she's watching it around strangers.

All to get information. ]

Aha... sorry, you mistook me for someone else. I'm Inaba. [ Leaving out the first name on purpose, it seems. ] Should I repeat the question oooor should I assume you don't know where we are, either?

[whirlingmace]

[ Now she knows it's not Sice. ]

Whoa. You sound just like Sicey.

[ Then she'll tilt her head as she curls a hand under her chin. ]

I don't know where we are. Just that we're all here together.

[ It almost sounds like it's a good thing. She's glad she's not waking up in a strange place completely alone and at least Inaba seems nice. ]

[dereban]

Is it that weird? I mean, I guess they say "there are seven other people in the world that look exactly like you", but I suppose they didn't count in that whole voice factor.

[ She shrugs her shoulders. ] Well, that's good to know.

[ No, it absolutely isn't but she's just going to sigh heavily about it. ]

Great! [ Dripping sarcasm as she throws her hands up in the air. ] Well, guess there's no use in standing around here, if we're all stuck in the same proverbial boat.

[justfists]

[winter was a distinct possibility-- but the give-away for Makoto is that that the clothes aren't hers. She might have picked them out herself, but she just doesn't remember doing that. She looks up from her reverie when she's addressed, and smiles politely, if... well, with a thinner than normal smile.]

I don't, I'm sorry. But at least it seems we aren't alone?

[she's not sure if that's a good or bad thing, honestly.]

[dereban]

It's fine.

[ She finds herself tugging on the scarf around her neck a little closer to herself, sighing just a little heavily, but she tries to smile back, even if it's a bit strained right now. ]

Guess so. The fact that we're all unsure about where we are is a little... concerning, to say the least, though.

[justfists]

That's one of the things I find concerning, yes.

[the other is the natural pull she feels. That's Not Normal, and honestly... there's a part of her that wants to ignore it because fuck u, mysterious feelings.]

... But I think the first thing we should be concerned about is getting out of the snow.

[dereban]

[ Honestly, SCREW YOU MYSTERIOUS FEELINGS is a huge mood right now because she hasn't felt this strange in a while and she doesn't like it. ]

Yeah, there's definitely a long laundry list of things that are wrong with this situation. [ Many, many problems. ] You're right, though. Hopefully there's a building nearby or something where we can ask a few things.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Ah. Maybe it's a small comfort to know that he isn't the only one who's disoriented in this situation, but he'd honestly prefer the alternative. He shakes his head in response to Inaba's question.]

Sorry. I think your guess is as good as mine at this point. I can tell you that this doesn't look like any of the roads near Ymir though, so we can cross that off our list. [Unfortunately. At least if they were dumped there, he could guide everyone back to town, but...]

[dereban]

It's fine.

[ She raises her hands a little apologetically, but then there's a bit of confusion that settles in her expression.

Uh. ]

... Ymir? [ psyduck.jpg ] Where's that?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Ah, whoops. There's a bit of sheepishness in his smile as he responds.]

It's a small town up by the Eisengard Range. We don't get that many visitors, so I'm not surprised you haven't heard of it. But it was the first place that came to mind when I woke up half in the snow.

[dereban]

I. . . understood nothing of that. What country is in?

[latebluemer]

[Blue Angel's more or less sorted out her mess of clothing and hoverboard by now herself, and is perched like a curled up, very decorative penguin on top of the floating thing trying to keep warm. She's definitely a bit grouchy by now with the cold and the lack of answers, but...

Well, she didn't really expect a lot of answers considering where she came from and where she was told she was going. So her tone is also as light as she can make it, if a little impatient.]

... No. Unfortunately, even I did have an idea where we are, the weather's not letting me learn anything else.

[A tilt of the head, considering, then:]

Where do you think we're going?

[dereban]

[ Admittedly? That hoverboard's kind of cool and there's a vague hint of interest in Inaba's expression there for a moment, but she'll ask about that later. Right now, there are more pressing concerns. ]

Nnnno idea. Somewhere's got to be better than here, though, I'd bet.

[latebluemer]

[Honestly, Blue Angel's so used to the D-board back home by now that it's become a pretty routine thing for her, so it doesn't actually occur to her to explain why she's a-floating around in the middle of a place like this. She frowns a little bit at Inaba's answer, but nods.]

Yes. We can't stay here like this, but usually I...

[Usually, she'd have at least an inkling of what the hell is going on, but considering there was a mini-apocalypse going on back home who knows what the hell she's woken up to. She picks up from where she trailed off after a moment.]

Usually, this wouldn't happen.

[She raises her wrist a little. There's a contraption on it that looks like a fancy, flowery wristwatch. The little A.I. contained in it blares out in a tiny tinny voice: Coordinates not found.]

[delusive]

No idea, unfortunately— [katherine just shakes her head and frowns slightly] Seems like that's the case for most of us.

[dereban]

Looks like all of us got that in common. That's honestly pretty suspicious, if you ask me.

[delusive]

Yeah, I agree— way too suspicious. Not to mention it wasn't even winter the last I remember either.

[maskarang]

[ Inaba could be the most polite person on the planet and she would still get the same response from Gerome. A curt, rough: ]

No.

[dereban]

... Thanks?

[ for the honesty ]

[maskarang]

[ ????? dare he ask?? he doesn't get it. at all. he really didn't do anything worth thanking him for? how dare you confuse him like this ]

For what?

[geckodad]

I know just as much as you do.

[He imagines. Iwai isn't pleased, but at least he has winter gear. He can't complain that much]

[dereban]

... Figures.

[ She does sigh, but she doesn't seem to be bothered by this answer. ]

I'm honestly kind of surprised how many of us are on the same boat.

[geckodad]

It's more surprising we're not locked somewhere, if we got kidnapped. This is an open space -- anyone could separate from the group and go somewhere else.

[Theoretically. He sure doesn't think it'd be a good idea to stray from the path]