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

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley's only recently developed this technophobia--hey, when you get betrayed by an android deployed for the purpose of furthering the interests of the company over the lives of innocent people, you kind of lose your faith in capitalism and robots at the same time.

...

Despite her hang ups, she frowns and goes to carefully touch the stranger, as if to make sure that she's not a hologram or something.]

I've actually got another theory brewing, which might be...a more reasonable explanation. Maybe we were all put into stasis at different points in time and then woke up at the same time. That would explain the differing time periods and places of origin.

[...But it wouldn't explain why the staff said it was 2018...!!]

[latebluemer]

[Some technophobia is definitely fair -- Blue Angel herself has some noticeable hang-ups about viruses and other system errors at this point -- but technology is so pervasive in daily life that it wouldn't occur to her to view it as much more than an unfortunate peeve. Like a faulty driver on an otherwise functioning machine.

She tries to ignore it until it interferes with normal operation.

Her eyes do widen a little when Ellen reaches out, because despite the somewhat blase way she treats this body she usually has a pretty decent personal bubble back home, but after a moment she doesn't move, and allows it. She really just feels like a normal girl. And a lot of fabric.]

... It's a good theory, if everyone were moving forward in time, or if someone is lying about the date in this place. I'm from 2027.

[xenoqueen]

[Mmm. Yep. That sure is real flesh! Ripley can't help but feel a bit perturbed as she pulls her hand back.]

Sorry, I just--I wanted to know if you were a hologram or projection or something. [Though, lord knows how she'd even be able to walk around if she was a projection....Hm.

Ripley lets out a short, sharp laugh when Aoi says the date.] 2027? Try 2122. At least, that was the date when I went back into stasis. Who knows how much time has passed since then?

[And to think that she had been looking forward to making it back to Earth in time to see her daughter again.]

[latebluemer]

Yeah, I get it. We have some pretty realistic holograms where I come from too -- we even have some pretty good robots. But most of them don't look human. I think... on purpose.

[To prevent precisely the sort of awkward and vaguely dystopian interaction they just had. She's still not sure how to feel about it, but whatever. It's small change next to what they've dealt with so far, anyway.

It takes her a few more moments to think over the dates, and what they imply. This is the furthest into the future she's heard of. Maybe the aliens aren't totally out of the blue?]

... I get the feeling there are a lot of us who are far from home. Whether it's in time or space. But I don't think we can trust what they say about time.

[Or anything, really, but the more they talk and the more she talks to people, the more that one solidifies.]