day zero

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dreamland day zero 42 players remaining. [You wake up in a temporary barracks set up behind an amusement park. The weather is chilly but pleasant, and there aren't any lines for the rides - in fact, it seems you have this place to yourself. The entire park appears to have been abandoned some years ago, and though everything is in working order, it is overgrown with plants and seems rusted and unsafe. As for you, something has happened, though you aren't sure what. There's a throbbing pain in your head, and you can't focus, as though you're coming off heavy pain medications. However you think you should look, you look like a human now. Under the bandages wrapped around your temple, old and smelling like blood, you'll find a recently stitched up scar wound and the inability to focus on your memories. You have no knowledge of how you came to be here; you may even have forgotten certain aspects of your life, or feel confused about them. The fact of your missing memories is obvious, a dark blank spot. Under the bandages around your wrist, you'll find a brightly colored bracelet, decorated with the face of the smiling cartoon animal on your wall, embedded into your flesh. It beeps a merry tune and welcomes you to DreamLand Fun Park. Just then, a voice comes over the loudspeaker.] "Good morning to all of our new guests! The park is now open! We'll get started later, but for now, have a magical day with your new friends! Oh, and there may be a few nasty side effects to your medical condition. If you meet someone having trouble adjusting to reality, please be polite!" [In your room, you'll find a small box containing several personal items - no weapons, magical items, or technology advanced beyond the early 21st century, and nothing dangerous, but otherwise anything you would ordinarily find on your person is there. Of course, nothing with cell reception or internet connectivity can manage to pick up a signal. If you swipe your bracelet against the steel door, it unlocks. You may now explore your accommodations, or venture out into the park.] profiles character statuses setting This is an IC mingle covering the first day! Night roles will go up Monday at 4 PM EST, but you are welcome to continue to thread here once that happens. Make sure to follow any updates on plurk!

Comments

[terci]

[Except Dipper here has been through some pretty spooky things so no need to be brave Tamaki!]

Dipper.. [He's a little wary of Tamaki, if it's not apparent of how he may have taken a step back when Tamaki crouched to his level.]

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Oh no, the poor frightened boy!!]

It's all right, Dipper. I'm a friend.

[terci]

...sure.. [Sorry Tamaki, but saying something like that makes him even MORE suspicious of you.]

So uh, Tamaki, was it? Since you're a "guest" here like me, I'm guessing you don't know anything about where we are...?

[ineptus]

The bracelet is your dizzy pass! Duh Dipper. Why do you think all the rides are free?

[As for the head stitches? She...doesn't have an answer for that. So let's skip that for now.]

Creepy? Yes. Fun despite this creepiness? Absolutely!

[sparklyrichbastard]

I can't say I do...

But never you fear! Even as we speak, the search party draws closer!

C

[sparklyrichbastard]

Ah, a philosophical question for the ages. Perhaps the same as the boards that the Mongols would hoard if the Mongol hordes got bored?

[terci]

Mabel, they're embedded into our wrists. We can never take them off! [ISN'T THAT THE LEAST BIT ALARMING]

[terci]

Search party?

[sparklyrichbastard]

Not to toot my own horn, but I'm not the kind of person who can go missing without everyone noticing! "Where's Tamaki!?" they'll cry! And so the search will begin! Not a single yen will be spared!

[terci]

So you think someone's going to come rescue us? [Okay he may have a hard time hiding his smile, even though he doesn't really want to trust Tamaki's words..]

[sparklyrichbastard]

I'm sure of it! Mark my words, we'll be home before you know it!

[Okay, but now who are you trying to convince, Tamaki?]

[terci]

[...maybe Tamaki isn't as bad as Dipper thought. He seemed legitimately just as confused and upset about being wherever the two were, surely it was genuine?

So, Dipper rubs the back of his head, a slightly more friendly smile on his face.]

...where are you from, anyway? Japan, I'm guessing? [Since. Yen and the name and all.]

[sparklyrichbastard]

France, originally, but I live in Japan now.

Royce Bracket

[eventhandler]

A: WALKING AROUND

[Don't look now, but there's a zombie wandering around.]

[...Oh wait, it's not a zombie. Of course, he might look like one, what with the vacant look on his face, the circles under his eyes, and the way he slowly wanders everywhere, hands loose at his sides, but Royce Bracket is not a zombie.]

[Don't mind him, he'll just approach you if he sees you're doing nothing - his voice is hardly what you would expect coming out of him. It's frail, weary, and sounds like it'll devolve into incoherent mumbling any minute.]

Can you...do you know where I can find more cigarettes? I don't...I don't have enough...

B: PETTING ZOO

[The scent of tobacco greets you if you wander near this area - Royce has already lit up a cigarette and is standing near the hutch, staring at the animals as if he's trying to mentally dissect them.]

[You might think you are sneaking up on him, but suddenly he turns around, his deer-eyed stare now directed at you - he gestures vaguely to the petting zoo hutch with a frown.]

What's the point of this...?

C: PLEASANT STREET

[It might not be chalk, but this whitish rock Royce found is just as good. He's scribbled out what looks to be a series mathematical equations around him on the street using it, and for now, he just stands and stares at his scribbles, puffing on his cigarette and murmuring numbers under his breath. Because clearly, being in an amusement park is all about having fun with numbers.]

[photoshot]

[ WHEREVER YOU ARE, you're not alone. it's not immediately apparent, however, until a black-haired girl with a camera pops up in front of you suddenly and snaps a shot of your startled face. complete with flash. momentary blinding, joy. ]

Make a face!

--Ah, that's a good one.

A

[eventhandler]

...

[That question nets you a stare, Dipper. Royce stares for what seems a few seconds too long, his face expressionless...and then he shrugs as he speak with his slow, weary, voice:]

I don't thiiiink I have. Haven't seen anyone like that. [A pause.] Who is she...to you?

[poyoyon]

[ Laughing, Ibuki will reach over to balance the other girl, even as she starts to pull her in a different direction. ]

Yep! Ibuki saw it over in this direction! She hasn't gone on it yet, though. This will be the first time!

C

[eventhandler]

[What.]

[Royce blinks. And blinks again. He runs the question through his head (something to do with wordplay? it certainly sounds very...odd), before he answers, his eyes never leaving Mabel for a second.]

...What's a "woodchuck"? "Chucking"?

Peko Pekoyama | choose your own adventure!

[perfectstrike]

A. Barracks -- Locked to Kuzuryuu
[Her she is. It Peko, standing outside her room and rubbing her head. The bandages are shoved into one of her skirt pockets, leaving the scar exposed. She doesn't look alarmed, exactly -- just puzzled, intense red eyes darting from door to door, trying to make sense of her situation. This isn't the island. This isn't remotely tropical.

It's hard to tell from her face, but her breathing is starting to pick up with a faint panic. The last thing she can remember is taking her sword to a certain person. What happened after that??

B. Mess Hall
[Watch... your step. A young woman sporting a dark blue cloth bag, about the size and length of a sword, but clearly empty, is busily sorting through the various rations available, trying to organize them or at least make an inventory. Some things she's started to pile to the side in an attempt to make them easier to find -- canned beans, dried rice -- and eventually stands back with her hands on her hips to murmur a quiet,] I see...

C. Choose your own!
[Peko is exploring everything and taking mental notes on it all, and how much of a potential threat it poses. Feel free to approach! Don't... sneak up on her, though...]

[poyoyon]

Ehehehe! Ibuki's been on it once or twice before! It just starts once everyone is inside.

[ THAT'S NOT CREEPY AT ALL, RIGHT? Either way, Ibuki slides in as well, and since she's only 93 pounds of crazy, they should fit in just fine!! ]

Heeeeere we go!

[poyoyon]

[ NOPE

Ibuki is fine after a minute, and then she's tugging on Maya's hand to pull her up. ]

Girl-who's-name-Ibuki-doesn't-know! There's no time for rest! There are rides to ride!

carnival

[eventhandler]

[Trying to win over Royce with cuteness is like trying to make a fish have legs. It just won't work.]

[He stares at her, the point of his cigarette occasionally turning into a bright red point as he puffs away...and then finally speaks, his voice ever so slow:]

Why can't you...do it? Yourself. I mean.

[terci]

Oh, really? [Woah so foreign! So cool!]

So you're like a foreign exchange student? Wait, don't they only stay in another country for a short amount of time...

b

[poyoyon]

[ Watch your step? NAH. Ibuki will straight up take a running jump at Peko to try to hang off her back.

How hurt does she end up??? At least she announces herself as she runs. Incredibly loudly. If Peko turns it's probably just a weird hanging hug??? Or Ibuki running into something if she dodges. Wow why would you do that, Peko. ]

Peko-chaaaaaaaaaaan!

[ hi hello entertain her you're the first person out of the classmates she's seen here she feels comfortable doing this to

because she's dumb

don't kill her plz ]

[eventhandler]

[Don't look now, Gundam, it's Slenderman! Except it's not. Though Royce is slender as slender can be and may give off the impression that he belongs somewhere in some horror story, what with his wide, uncomfortable stare and unruly dark hair that looks like it eats combs for breakfast.]

Are you trying to steal the rabbits...?