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!

Comments

[siggey]

[ God.

I had to blink several times and rub my eyes for the umpteenth time after I've calmed down a bit, even though the more I see of this place, the crazier it gets.

I get on my knees anyway, because this dog looks really out of place.]

Hey. Did you run off from the petting zoo, or something?

[ The words are out of my mouth before I noticed there's a bracelet on its paw too.

...The hell?!]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ This guy doesn't seem to be panicking, so it must be ok to not panic after all! HELLO. WELCOME. That's what Missile means by that short succession of barks. His is a concise language. ]

[siggey]

Are you actually a part of this? You got kidnapped, too?

[ I've freaked out enough today. I know I can get pretty emotional, but there's only so many times a guy can yell about being kidnapped, murders, and being kidnapped FOR murder in one day before he gets tired. In fact, I think my throat just may have begun growing a little sore... ]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Missile knows that feel, bro. He's done so much barking today! So much of it. Wuff. He has the stitches and the bracelet, so a logical assumption to make is that someone definitely kidnapped a dog in order to play-test their death game. ]

[siggey]

...Do you even understand what I'm saying, or the fu....er, messed up situation we're all in?

[ Right, language. There's way too many kids here. ]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ This particular array of barking and tail gesture translates to HELLO. I'M A POMERANIAN! ]

1/2

[siggey]

[ I bury my face in BOTH my hands.

I'm going to take a DEEP breath, count to five, and hope that by then, I've recollected enough courage to face this crazy world again.]

2/2

[siggey]

Good boy!

[ I'm not sure if I've gathered enough courage, but I'm gonna slap on a smile and reach my cree-bee-bracelet-free hand to pet the dog. ]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Everyone wants to pet the dog today. When Missile thinks about it, it's a really good thing he's here! Otherwise, there would be a crisis and nobody would be able to pet a dog! That would be the absolute worst possible situation! ]

[siggey]

Yep, you really have absolutely no idea what I'm saying...

[ I keep petting the dog anyway. It's actually pretty therapeutic... I've had a rough day, and it's not even evening yet. ]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ That's a little harsh! He understands "good boy" perfectly well! That's what Missile would say if he understood that last sentence. Petting is therapeutic for everyone involved. ]

[siggey]

[ At least he still looks really happy. I actually envy this dog... Must be great, not having to worry about murder in a creepy amusement park that thought it would be fun to get kids involved too. ]

...So what's your name?

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Unless his name is pant pant wag, Sigma is probably not getting an answer out of him. ]

[siggey]

[ ...

Why did I even ask...

With a sigh, I stand back up. ]

Well, whatever your name is, we're still gonna bust you out too and maybe find your owner, alright?

[ I should probably also keep an eye out for this dog, too... ]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ WAG WAG WAG Missile is just happy to be part of the discussion. ]

[siggey]

Yeah, sounds good.

[ I can feel the corners of my lip turning upward despite myself. ]

Keep wagging that tail, buddy. I'll see you later.