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

[maskarang]

[ he, a person who has yet to see his profile, says ]

An apt description.

[latebluemer]

[She, a person who has taken some time to skim all the profiles, is trying to keep a poker face. She's okay at it?!]

Oh. Do you know him?

[maskarang]

[ lucky for her his field of vision is somewhat crappy thanks to his mask ]

... We come from the same place.

[latebluemer]

What was it, Regna Ferox?

[The bright side of playing too many card games is that she's good at remembering foreign terms and esoteric names. Go figure.]

[maskarang]

Not quite.

[ her memory doesn't betray her at all, that's just not what he meant. ]

[latebluemer]

What do you mean?

[Time to play 20 Questions? Everyone around here is so evasive, even if she could have seen this coming. Or some of them are just Like This.]

[maskarang]

I can't claim we were on the exact same continent. If he was in the nation of Regna Ferox, he was in Ylisse. I was in Valm. Different continents, but the same world nonetheless.

[ he for one is just Like This ]

[latebluemer]

Oh, right... There were a bunch of continents and countries.

[Fantasy genre-savvy aside, she really can't be expected to remember the geography of foreign worlds, or maps, or whatever they are. More importantly:]

But you must have met. You wouldn't be able to describe him otherwise.

[maskarang]

[ it is a lot to memorize ]

We parted ways since then. [ it wasn't the first time either, given everything that happened before they joined chrom's army ] ... there's one other from our group. His cousin, I expect you'll meet her soon if you haven't already.

[latebluemer]

Oh.

[Well, it sounds like there's history there. Hmm.]

... That's lucky. Having family here. [...] Is his cousin a lot like him?

[maskarang]

[ hmm... ]

In some ways.

[latebluemer]

[Staring expectantly!]

[maskarang]

The rest you can uncover on your own.

[latebluemer]

Hmm, that's kind of stingy. What is this, a quest?

[Virtual girl can't help but make virtual jokes. She can't help it.]

I am pretty curious now, though.

[Curious about how far the 7th Grade Syndrome goes! Maybe it runs in families. That doesn't explain batguy here, but hey. Science isn't perfect.]

[maskarang]

No.

[ exasperated. calling it a "quest" makes her sound like owain. the curiosity he has nothing to say to. sorry not sorry, not his problem. ]

[latebluemer]

[There's a small laugh, she might have been needling him a little about his own profile, but he seems totally unaware of it -- so.]

I guess we'll both have things to figure out for ourselves. Good luck to us, right?

[maskarang]

[ ??? he doesn't get what he has to figure out but he knows he doesn't like it already ]

I expect it won't take long for you to find what you're after. There's no need to wish you "good luck." [ on that note, he turns around and starts leaving. bye?! ]

[latebluemer]

[She gave you a hint! And ironically, she's already met Cynthia, she just doesn't know about the connections yet. Ahead of the curve, or something.]

Well, that's true. I do have it easier, so I'll probably figure it out first.

[And she's not usually one for pleasantries unless she has to, so she'll be heading off too.]

[maskarang]

[ she did, she's trying her best! he, meanwhile, is not.

mutual bye it is! see you later, aoi. ]