day zero

[guestcontrol]

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!

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[eventhandler]

Why don't you, ah, try one?

[Says someone who has an equally intense stare, and a rather frail voice for such a body - Royce looks at the ice cream sandwiches, before looking back at Sigma, his mouth a thin line.]

Or is something stopping you?

[terci]

Uh.. I remember us going to the mini golf court. You were kicking everyone's butts until Pacifica showed up and then you guys decided on having a match at midnight instead of like, the next day, for some reason. Aaand during the golf match lots of weird things happened and I think you two made up? [That was a bunch of fun]

[eventhandler]

But...why? Just for their own delight? Pleasure? Is this really just a game?

[The cadence of his voice is the same as ever, but it's obvious that he's actually a little disturbed by this, judging by his expression. Killing? Murder? Caught in a trap with no chance to run? It's...harrowing, to say the least.]

[cheats]

Well, put them at a higher priority!

[ He makes another huffy noise. Life is hard when you don't have your OP demon butler to do everything for you... ]

[cheats]

[ (unsure) ]

[ But yes, as it approaches, Ciel looks at the train doubtfully, since wow, what kind of train is this... It doesn't even look like it has first class?? But despite his frown, he won't say that, at least. ]

...Is that thing really safe?

[cheats]

[ He still doesn't look like he approves of it, but he at least seems to listen, and doesn't object to what's said as strongly. ]

Accepting something like this, though...

[ But he trails off with a serious look. Again, not surprising, since he's just a child. ]

[5_9]

Correct. We are Legion.

[ The light in its head shifts, focusing more on Kyouya's face. ]

A moment has passed. Is further time required?

[5_9]

We agreed. The longer we are aboard the Normandy, the more the name seems appropriate.

[ Which is Legion's way of saying it likes its name... Good job naming the pet robot, EDI. ]

All we need is to restore our software. There has been modification to our systems. We cannot perform a system restore outside of the Geth networks. [ a pause, then Legion adds, ] With systems restored, we will be able to disable the fence.

[5_9]

[ Legion tilts its head slightly ]

Perhaps. This courtesy should be given to organics first. They require comfort. We will give our mattress to an organic for this purpose.

[ do you want his mattress oz... ]

[cheats]

Yes, thank you, I am aware of that much.

[ But how do you open it??? Where's Sebastian... That shitty demon needs to get here and feed him. ]

[photoshot]

My priorities are perfectly fine.

By the way, would you care to elaborate on the soul-stealing process? I was never aware of that property in cameras, and I'd hate to think mine is defective.

[photoshot]

[ aand she yanks out a notebook and pen to take notes, hmmm-- ]

What exactly is a gask mask? [ <-- FROM FEUDAL AGES. admittedly with cameras and other inconsistencies but lol, technology. ]

[billows]

Oh. Like a junior detective. [ By which he means, he assumes it's some game. ] How nice to have you on the case. Now, where's all the water?

[billows]

What could something like that possibly do except leave a little burn? Look, I was smoking it. You've never heard of a cigarette? [ Cautiously pulls another one out of the pack in his pocket, but he is keeping it at a safe distance from her. ] It calms my nerves. Where are you from?

[fanbase]

How? Are you from another country?

[harepiece]

[NO THAT WOULD BE RUDE. Also he has no idea what Legion is referring to when he says "organic" like it's something outside of plant matter, so...]

Who are we giving our mattresses to? If someone needs the extra cushion, they can have mine! Just point the way.

[fanbase]

Isn't it different for soldiers though? You guys have to fight for your lives. A lotta people here probably don't.

[billows]

I look terrible in them. I've avoided every possible photo op in my life. [ Which means he just pretended to be sick on school picture days. ] At least ask first.

[billows]

[ A vaguely unimpressed look, but he's still trying to Be Polite. ] I probably would have picked one up if I'd seen it, don't you think? Maybe in one of the shops, I don't know, they're a little menacing.

[billows]

[ He has never heard that in his life?? ] Well—what kind? [ But he'll follow her anyway. ] Greasy foods upset my stomach. I try to stay away from amusement parks.

[billows]

Jesus Christ. [ To add another name to this list. He holds the side of his head, a little dazed, then backs up like Charles is planning to attack again. Some red blooms on the top of his cheek, but it isn't really so bad, not that he's used to being hit with instant coffee. ] Are you mad? God, this isn't rehab, is it? [ dear mom, he would have preferred palm springs. ]

[billows]

[ They are very boring, but he'll still try to take some of it in, to at least pretend like he isn't clueless. ]

Oh, do you have another suggestion? [ And he backs up again. ] I'm not going to just sit around with gashes in my head and—things in my skin.

[5_9]

[ how dare you be confused by legion's futurespeak i mean gosh ]

Another organic. It is not recommended that you give away your mattress. You are organic and therefore require it.

[photoshot]

Asking isn't usually my policy. Neither is deleting, but I suppose I'll let this slide.

What if I promise to make it a flattering picture?

[cheats]

It's simply a superstition.

[ He shrugs, since he doesn't actually know much about it, which makes it clear he was just being an overdramatic little punk ]

If you get your picture taken without permission, the camera steals your soul, supposedly.