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!

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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.

[ionicwoman]

[Wow, this guy has no charm. No decency. No anything.]

[She'll try harder!]

It's soooo hard, I just don't know how to play! Cute little Anise is lost~ ♥

[eventhandler]

[He peers at the game, before turning back to her, raising an eyebrow.]

Aren't there instructions...? [A pause.] Do you not know how to read?

[ionicwoman]

[Okay, let's just put it this way, if this guy turns up dead, she'll be the prime suspect]

[But her expression doesn't change]

I don't know where the instructions are! A smart, tough man like you can help me, right?

[eventhandler]

[Royce's inability to understand cute: the bane of his existence he did not know about.]

[He stares at her a little more, before turning back to the game in front of him, and...ah. There we go.]

They're right there. There's a sign. See? You have to, uh, knock all the bottles on the table down with the balls. Doesn't seem hard.

[ionicwoman]

[That's a little better. Was this guy a rock? Does her beautiful charm need a tune up? No, it can't be that]

Can you show me, pretty please~?

[eventhandler]

[You are actually horrible at charming people and it will never work. Ever.]

[Or Royce is just one of those guys who acts more like a machine than a human being. Probably more of the latter.]

[He blinks, before taking one of the balls in front of him in a long, thin hand. There's a pause, before he tosses it at the stack of bottles on the table.]

[It knocks one bottle down, at least! Could be better. He looks at her, as if awaiting further instruction.]

[ionicwoman]

[No, this guy is a definite weirdo. But hey, he's doing what she wants now, so she'll tolerate his obvious deficiencies for now]

Oh, you got one! Want to try again?

[eventhandler]

["Weirdo" doesn't cover about half of it.]

There are only two balls left.

[He notes, quietly. But oh well, he picks another one, pauses again, and tosses it. Royce is more athletic than one thinks, even with that lanky figure of his - the toss is strong enough to knock the remaining three down.]

There. They're down. Do youuu...want to try, now? You know how it works?

[ionicwoman]

[Not bad at all!]

Wow, you're pretty good at this after all~ ♪ Okay, I'll give it a try.

[She picks up the last ball... and throws it pathetically, purposely missing]

[eventhandler]

You missed.

[He blinks, before he pushes a nearby pile of balls towards her, gesturing to the next table with a stack of bottle.]

Here are three more. You can try...try again on the next one.