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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[jingler]

...Very well then. I cannot force you to do anything and, as you say, you know your own body better than I could.

[He nods, stepping back as a show of understanding.]

If nothing else, allow me to introduce myself to you. My name is K.

[sunshade]

[ she says nothing in response, but her posture visibly relaxes, at least ]

K? That's an interesting name.

[ .... ] Patchouli Knowledge.

[jingler]

It is less of a name and more of a pseudonym unfortunately. I have amnesia and I can't recall my real name, so I've simply come to call myself "K".

That aside, it's a pleasure to meet you Patchouli and I do hope you feel better soon.

[sunshade]

A pleasure.

A pseudonym of Potassium? [ okay, snark aside: ] ...there are gaps in your memory as well. [ although she obviously remembers her own name , she wonders if his maybe had to be more severe...? come to think of it, she doesn't see a scar-- ]

...do you have stitches on your head? Assuming you are a flesh being and not a machine. [ that voice sounded way too human, to her ]

[jingler]

Heeheehee. You are not the first to make that Potassium joke.

[The way his laugh is filtered is unsettling robotic, more than anything else he has spoken yet, but he doesn't linger on it.]

As for your question, I feel as though I have a head injury but I cannot check how severe it is. You see, this suit I am in is not for show. I am physically trapped inside it and any attempt to remove it thus far has been in vain.

[sunshade]

[ bro you need to work on your laugh, that was creepy. The more he talks about the suit, the more interested she looks. ] Bound to a suit of armor, huh.

Then you must also have the same wounds as the rest of us. [ motioning to the bandages wrapped around her head ] It's stitched up, as though someone performed head or brain surgery on us.

Which, if true, would mean whoever did this was able to remove said suit. And put you back into it when they finished. [ THE PLOT THICKENS no she is too invested in this new mystery ]

[jingler]

That makes sense, logically speaking. I wish they didn't put me back inside at all, as I would very much like to be free, but if they have a means of taking my armor off then I will have to pursue the issue further.

[The idea has crossed his mind once or twice that he may be trapped inside this suit forever. It isn't a pleasant thought to consider.]

Regardless, if they have performed surgery of some sort then I feel this situation has become more dangerous than it already is. They could have done anything to us and we have no way of knowing what.

[sunshade]

[ a slight nod ] Admittedly, I can't seem to remember the events of the past day or so. I do believe it has something to do with the surgery performed on us, but...really, that only implies they've prodded at our pre-frontal cortexes.

What were the circumstances of this suit? Did you wake up one morning to find yourself wearing it?

[jingler]

Correct. I woke up inside it, locked within, because someone put me inside of it. It's...strange, but you see before I woke up here I was already in the middle of a different kidnapping. That kidnapper is responsible for this suit.