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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[billows]

[ He doesn't seem to take his own advice, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up, shoving the pack back into his pocket. ]

You look like you could use more than a cigarette, if you don't mind my saying.

[eventhandler]

Do I...?

[Of course he does. He was in the middle of something that he thought would never happen, something he couldn't stop. Then, he woke up here with a bracelet and a gash on his head. Things couldn't be looking more down right now. To think, he left that place, all while it was...]

[He can't even finish the thought. He raises a thin hand to comb through his unruly dark hair, looking vacant.]

I suppose...I suppose I do.

[billows]

[ Fortunately, dark-haired weirdos make him feel right at home. So he holds out his free hand for a shake. ]

Francis Abernathy. How about we look for a couple of drinks, too?

[eventhandler]

[Dark-haired weirdo is an accurate description of Royce, to be perfectly honest.]

[He stares at the offered hand - he's never liked shaking hands, it's always...well, he can't describe it. It takes him a moment, but he sort of just gently puts his thin, bony hand there, kind of moves it up and down a little, and then retracts his hand within seconds, like it's a crab rushing back to its hiding hole in the sand.]

Royce. Royce Bracket. [A pause.] Drinks would be nice, yes.

[billows]

[ Francis raises an eyebrow, but decides not to comment. Anyone who's ended up here surely has a reason to be nervous. ]

There must be an adult section, right? Where have you been already?

[eventhandler]

I've been...around. The street, the, uh, rides. A few of them, like the carousel...

[He falls silent, before giving the other a nod.]

Haven't explored too much, I'm afraid. You?

[billows]

[ This guy is somehow the most unhelpful person he's come across. ] No, well, I'm the same. I feel like I'm going to get lost. Perhaps if we tossed down some breadcrumbs.

[eventhandler]

[He's a brilliant man, but that only goes as far as cold numbers and figures, really. He's kind of a failure at this whole "being together with people" thing.]

Breadcrumbs? Those would be rather, erm, silly, don't you think? [A beat.] Did you...have you happened to see a map anywhere around here?

[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.

[eventhandler]

Hmm. We will just have to keep looking, looking...

[He scratches the back of his head.]

If you are so nervous about entering the shops, perhaps we, ah, could enter one together? As the saying goes, "two heads are better than one"...

[billows]

And four legs can outrun beasts, probably. How very brave of you to offer. [ With a glance around, he spots one of the clothing shops, and inclines his head toward it in suggestion. ] Maybe we can pick up something useful, if there are no maps.

[eventhandler]

Perhaps we can. [He turns his head towards the shop, giving the other a nod.] Lead the way, if you could...I'm sure we might be able to scrounge up something.

[billows]

[ And he does, stomping out his cigarette on the way, really only heading toward the clothing shop because he's wholly disappointed in the selection his room has. Of course, the shop isn't anything he's used to, and he ends standing close to Royce in what appears to be fear. ]

Good lord. Do you see this? [ Meaning all of it. ]