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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[edealistical]

A: Barracks, Bee
[The unfortunate occupants of Bee Room will be treated to a finger pointed into their faces the moment they wake up.]

This is unacceptable!

Is one of you responsible for this?! Kidnap is the most cowardly of all schemes - I can scarcely believe I've fallen a victim. If you have a grievance against me, then face me head-on; I won't deny you your challenge!

B: House of Horrors
[Scene switch! Edea's tirade continues unabated as she casually attacks cardboard cutouts of ghosts while talking to herself.]

Look, I'm on an important quest to restore balance to the world. You just don't understand the situation. Without me, Ringabel will spend the entire time ogling girls, and Tiz and Agnes are too woolly to bring him back to attention! The Crystals will never be restored, and it will all be Ringabel's fault! Is that what you really want?

C: Mess Hall
[And final scene switch as Edea sulks in the mess hall literally chomping down on sugar sprinkled on top of an apple.]

This clockwork mechanical horrorland is ridiculous, anyway. You could at least kidnap me somewhere with a proper pantry.

[At last, she finishes her day-long grumbling with a huff.]

...And this is so gross. It's the grossest thing ever eeeeeeeeeugggh.

[She shakes her wrist with the bracelet on it and tries not to look at it.]

Mrgrgr... Whatever. ...Party Chats aren't any fun when it's just me talking to myself.

c

[poyoyon]

Ooooooooh?! Do you want Ibuki to join your party chat?!

[ Either way the shorter, perkier girl is going to skip on over, looking enthused. ]

Let's talk!

[edealistical]

[Edea glances up at the greeting. Not so much in personality, but somehow in appearance, she reminded her very closely of someone she once knew...]

Sure, why not? It's more fun to complain with more people around, anyway.

My name is Edea - Edea Lee, the daughter of the Templar.

[poyoyon]

Ibuki will listen to all the complaints happily!! Ibuki is Mioda Ibuki, daughter of rock!

[ Like music ]

Nice to meet you, Edea-chaaaaaaaaan!

[edealistical]

...Rock?

[That's a strange name, but OK.]

I just don't have any time for this, you know? There's a lot of important things I have to do back home. I'm sure everyone's the same way.

[poyoyon]

Ibuki definitely has better things to do! She has to play ding dong ditch and beatbox over the loudspeaker!

[ ?????????

those things don't sound important ]

[edealistical]

[Good thing Edea doesn't understand what that is at all! She'll just nod and assume it's totally something necessary.]

Right. And I have to get back to preventing the Harrowing...

I wish I knew what they wanted from us. It'd be easier to defeat their objectives then.

c!

[harepiece]

[What's that?? A grumpy girl complaining about not having anyone to talk to?! Oz Vessalius is ON THE CASE. Normally he'd probably take this opportunity to deliver a Grade A Host Club Reply™, something like I'm surprised you have to talk to yourself at all, you seem like the sort of person people would flock to! but...

Well, creepy post-head surgery funland isn't exactly the time or the place for harmless flirting. SO INSTEAD, she just gets a reassuring smile from where he is at another table, empty plate set before him.]

There's a really nice lady here who can make good food out of the ingredients in there! It may not be a lot, but it's better than toasted bread.

[Which is totally what Oz had planned on trying to make before Belgium had mercy on his dumb soul.]

[edealistical]

Huh?

[She glances up towards the speaker and back down towards her sugared apple.]

Oh. ...I guess that's alright. It's just that there aren't any ingredients that I use in my recipes, you know?

Unless they keep the marshmallows and jam somewhere else...

[harepiece]

[Marshmallows and jam... If only. It's only been like 10 hours and he's already got a sweet-tooth craving, good lord.]

They definitely don't have many sweets in the kitchen... Oh! But there's a shop in that row of houses. It has some pieces of candy left in it that don't look too old.

[edealistical]

What?!

[Edea springs to her feet.]

Is that really true? I haven't had any candy in weeks; we've been so busy traveling!

You have to show me!

[harepiece]

[WELL THAT sure is an enthusiastic response! And Oz will respond enthusiastically in kind, because it seems to have cheered her up at least a little.]

Sure! It's a little ways away from here by that rail cart, but the shop itself is really easy to spot. Do you want to go now?

[edealistical]

Oh, I would!

[...]

Hold on.

[Edea will consume the rest of her apple in three giant bites with unwarranted ferocity and gulp the whole thing down in less than five seconds.]

OK! Then please lead the way - I'm relying on you.

[The turnaround here is enough to give you whiplash...]

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[royalizing]

[ Talk about rude awakenings gosh

Natalia instinctively pushes the finger out of her face, still half-waking up. And then the other girl's words sink in and any lingering sleepiness vanishes. ]

Kidnap? [ This... is definitely not her room at the castle. ] What is this place?!

[edealistical]

A place of kidnap and abduction!

[Edea responds redundantly.]

And... grotesque medical violations! Look!

[She'll gesture to the bandages on the head and wrist.]

I bet this is one of Victor's schemes.

[royalizing]

[ Natalia's definitely growing more alarmed by the minute as she feels her head, and winces slightly in pain. ]

'Victor'? You know who the person behind this abduction is?

[edealistical]

Victor S. Court.

Genius physician, brilliant scientist, and a complete loony. If he's involved, we're really in a pickle...

I'm surprised I don't see my friends, though.

[royalizing]

Genius or not, he won't get away with this, if he truly is the one behind it. [ She sounds absolutely certain of that. ]

Were your friends with you before you woke up?

[edealistical]

Yes. And they're the ones that Victor - and all of his associates - actually want to capture. I'm just... an extra.

[Edea will take a few steps away now to flop on a bunk.]

...But I don't think it could be about capturing Agnes. I don't know who any of you are.

[She sits up.]

You're not the Vestal of Fire or anything, are you?

A;

[siggey]

W-what?! H-hey, it's not me! I'm just as lost and confused as you are!

[ I throw up my hands instinctively anyway. This girl looks pretty young, though. She's just a kid, but 'challenge'? I'm not sure I wanna know... ]

[edealistical]

Hmm...

[She squints suspiciously.]

That is just the sort of thing the real kidnapper would say, too, you know.

[But she'll stop pointing in his face.]

It looks like these blackguards have captured more than a few of us. Where did they take you from? ...Hartschild?

[siggey]

That's faulty logic. When kidnappings happen in books and movies, the kidnapper's only gonna stick around if they've got the victim tied up or something. If we can just run into them after, isn't that way too easy?

[ I hope she knows what I'm talking about. I don't know why, but I've got a feeling this girl probably doesn't really watch movies.

(Also, how's her hair defying gravity like that?)]

Black... what? I'm not a kid either, I'm over a foot taller than you.

[ To be honest, I'm not sure I heard her right, but I had to say this much to my defense. ]

I'm also from California.

[edealistical]

Or they stick around to observe the fruits of their dark labors, and we would never even know!

[has that ever really happened]

...What are you talking about? I've never heard of a California.

Hartschild is in Eisenberg. Southern continent below Eternia - I guess you're across the ocean, then.

[siggey]

Behind a camera, maybe. I haven't had a chance to take a closer look at everything, but I wouldn't be surprised if this place's chock full of them.

{ I stare. ]

California, in the United States of America? The land of the free?

Uh... I've never heard of these places before. Is that in Europe?

[There's no way you wouldn't know continents like America and Europe no matter how young you are! ...Right? ]

[edealistical]

The land of the free? ...You don't mean brigands? You belong to a roving band of thieves?

[The suspicious squint has returned.]

Eisenberg is in Eisenberg. I don't know how much clearer that gets. It's a continent.