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Intro log: Welcome to The Resort!

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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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?

[Ryoga slowly opens his eyes, before sitting up, blinking owlishly as he scans his surroundings, reaching up to pull down a pair of ski goggles and the faux-fur lined hood of his coat. Wherever this is, it sure doesn't look like he's anywhere near Nerima - damn he has to keep going, heading where he thought was a reasonable direction, subconsciously following that pull when he stumbles onto something rather unexpected - other people, he starts running to the nearest person to shake them]

Huh?! Hey! Get up! You shouldn't be sleeping out here!

[Honestly? After the initial shock of waking up in a blizzard instead of that bed and breakfast, Phil doesn't even bat an eye. He just assumes that he was trying to escape Punxsutawney again in the blizzard and just... passed out.

Sure this forest was new and he doesn't remember it snowing quite this hard but honestly he doesn't have much reason to think anything especially weird is going on.

So Phil just wraps his scarf tighter around his face as he sets off, cursing under his breath as he walks towards whatever's in front of him.

He... doesn't even seem to notice the other confused people here, or if he does he just doesn't care. He has a Mission and that is to get out of this frozen hell.]

[You know, it sucks to be dumped in the middle of a forest all of a sudden, it's true. Minato's extremely disoriented, but as is his way, he's just kind of rolling with it, hands shoved deeply into his coat's pockets (thanks for the winter gear), and glancing around.

He can be found poking at the trees to see if they're real (they sure are, nice), getting a pile of snow dumped on his head from one of the branches for his troubles (he takes it with a flat face and a shudder, and looks absolutely ridiculous), or meandering over to say hello.

With a pile of snow still on his head.

Don't worry, though, he's ignoring it as he lifts a hand reluctantly out of his pocket and:]

...Hello. You're real, right...?

[ from a pleasant spring in the city to the biting winter in the middle of nowhere there is a huge difference, and even flat seems to be aware of it. heck, he even knows that he wasn't wearing any snow gear!

that said he...doesn't seem to be worried? ]

Think fast!

[ that's right. flat escardos is so unconcerned about all of this that he'll throw a snowball at you. ]

[This teen actually seems to take a second to realize where he is, large pink eyes blinking in confusion. Pink... really seems to be a theme in general with him; his coat is white with pink accents. His pants are hot pink. Even the strange, almost rabbit-like headgear(???) poking out of his white hat seem to have lines of pink on them.

Still, a delayed response is still a response, and eventually he raises his hands in fists, surprised as he utters:]

Eh?

EHHHH?!

[Very useful start over here.]

[Snake, for one, is fairly unfazed by the hit of the cold. Waking up without his previous company, now that's more disturbing. Looking around, there's no sign of him. Just snow, trees, and the long road ahead. Nothing else to do but go forward, though it seems like a brutal walk, where one would sooner collapse than reach the end.

Good thing he has another option.

With no memory of ever falling off, Snake gets back onto the snowmobile next to him with a grunt. You'll have to stop him if you want to hitch a ride, because he's not making any offers.

Just don't expect the gas to last very long.]

[Cold. The cryo chambers shouldn't be cold. Ripley's eyes flutter open and she lets out a shuddering breath.

...Well, this definitely isn't the Narcissus. For a second, she considers the fact she might be dreaming, but people don't dream when they're in stasis, they just sort of exist. So how the hell did she get from there to here?

Shit, she just had to torch her crew members and shoot an alien out the airlock, this may as well be happening. At least whoever put her here were nice enough to give her warm clothes. Trying to quell the panic that's rising in her chest, Ripley casts a glance towards the other people who seem equally clueless as to how they arrived here. After hearing a few of them talk among themselves, she speaks, her voice sharp and authoritative.]

Right. I don't know where the hell we are or how the hell we got here, but we're not going to get any answers by just standing around and asking each other the same questions over and over again.

[She gestures to the road spanning ahead of them.] There's a road, which probably means it leads somewhere. Our best bet so far is to just walk until we find some answers. If anyone has anything useful on them, now would be the best time to tell the rest of the class. Does anyone have any questions or concerns?

[ 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? ]

[The last few minutes of Medic's life have been... taxing. After all, he was in hell for most of them. And of course, everything would fall apart again just after things began to look up.

He doesn't know where Heavy is. Or the baboon infant he was holding mere moments before. He can't even find the corpse of the Classic Heavy. His clothes are no longer blood-stained and torn; he now has one of his thicker winter coats, the old Ushanka-hat Heavy got him years ago, and a scarf.

Idly, Medic wonders if the devil had managed to outsmart him. He had asked for another 50 years on earth- but he hadn't specified where. Then again, he's pretty sure there was a clause in his soul contract preventing that sort of subterfuge.

And he doubts the devil would've given him this new "power", either. He'll certainly have to do some tests on that... But first, find shelter.

It's only when Medic finally stands up and begins to brush the snow off of him that he feels the tell-tale fluttering of wings by his heart, inside his coat.]

Archimedes! When did you get here?

[Hoo.]

No, I have no idea, myself. What do you remember last?

[Coo-hhhoo.]

Yes, that adds up. I see.

[Yeah, he's gonna be busy talking with his bird for a while. Feel free to interrupt.

Once he's done catching up, Medic will, of course, trudge along with everyone else down the path. Try not to make eye contact, or he'll wander over and ask something along the lines of:]

Is your memory altered, too? What do you think caused it, drugs or brain-scooping?

Hey--HEY!

[There's a somewhat pissed off lesbian running after Snake as he starts up the snowmobile.]

What the hell do you think you're doing, heading off alone?!

[This is not okay. This is not okay at all.

Atsushi is quick to get on his feet as soon as he is awake, clamoring up with practiced ease. But this place is vastly different from where he just was, and this is honestly making him feel a little nauseous. He looks down the road in one direction, then in the other, and then finally settles his gaze on all the people around him.

You would think that having others nearby would make him feel better about his problems here, but it really doesn't. In fact, he seems to get even more anxious as he realizes that there are people here with him.

His hand goes up to his neck, much like he's reaching for a necklace or chain of some sort. It's an unconscious gesture, probably something he does to self-soothe, but when he finds nothing there he starts to panic a bit more. Next he's digging through his pockets, looking for something, and while he finds a few expected items (cash, his wallet, that sort of thing) he doesn't find what he's looking for.

Don't mind him he's going to crouch down into a little ball of anxiety now.]

[Phil stops as Ripley starts talking, actually a little surprised to hear something he hasn't heard before.

It's short lived, however, as he gives her a look at continues trudging on.]

... Thanks, I really needed to know how a road works.

[His voice is dripping with sarcasm as he says that.]

You can talk to birds!?

[ flat doesn't even wait for medic to come to him. as soon as he seems him talking to the bird, he gets so excited that he just has to talk to him! ]

What else can you do? Can you talk to lizards, too? Are you like the bird whisperer?

[Ripley rolls her eyes as she watches Phil trudge through the snow. She's dealt with an entire crew of bone-headed men, one more isn't much of a difference.]

Surprisingly, people need to state the obvious to get people to stop standing around and doing nothing.

[She raises an eyebrow, though it's somewhat lost through the ski goggles.] Were you planning on just walking alone until you freeze to death?

H-hey, wait! You can't just leave the rest of us here!

[Even if Atsushi logically knows that they didn't all get here on one snowmobile, that doesn't stop him from thinking that it's their only way out of this place.]

Did you lose something?

[ flat goes over to atsushi, tilting his head a little when he sees him turn into the Anxiety Ball. perhaps he needs a friend? ]

Or is it that you don't like the snow? Is that it?

Ooh! May I join you? I have a bird, and the sooner I get him somewhere warm, the better.

[Medic could not care less that this is a complete stranger. Archimedes needs Warmth.

Archimedes, by the way, is still cuddled inside Medic's coat, and Snake can see a vague bird-shaped lump if he pays attention.]

[Ryoga steps back as she suddenly spoke up, blinking behind the goggles before he makes a quick mental assessment of his supplies before he jabs a finger towards his bulging hiker's backpack]

Uh-! Ma'am, I do have some camping equipment including a camp stove, unfortunately my tent can only fit one person... I guess two if they squeeze in, maybe for the younger girls?

And I do have some snacks.

[Which he intended to give to Akane, but she'll understand if that doesn't happen, it really doesn't look like most of the people here are even equipped for a day trip]

Edited 2018-11-24 17:34 (UTC)

[ 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?

Wha---

[ Distracted by trying to figure out where she was or get some clue as to how she got here without any memory of it, Ellie is a very easy target for a snowball.]

Hey! Stop that!

[ Hello ball of anxiety! There's crunching of snow approaching and soon Cinque is crouching down next to him. ]

Hey, hey. Are we playing a game?

[ You're not very good at hide and seek if you're are. ]

[ After the initial disorientation has passed, Anthy stands quietly in the snow for a few moments in her rose-printed down coat, looking among the figures around her for any sign of her brother or Utena-sama.

Hm.

Before she has much of a chance to think of the implications of this situation, the small animal on her shoulder lets out a powerful sneeze that propels him backwards, where he hits a tree and promptly gets buried under the snow that falls down from the branches. ]

Ah-! Chu-Chu...

[ And the search and rescue mission begins. ]

Well, only if they want to listen and talk back, yes. Communication is a two-way street.

[Archimedes hasn't made a proper appearance yet, still huddled inside the jacket. But his coos are loud enough to hear from a modest distance.]

I know nothing about lizards and how they speak, unfortunately. I doubt they have much to say beyond complaining about weather.

Aw, but we can't let all this snow go to waste!

[ because that's the real problem here, of course ]

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