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!

Comments

[ineptus]

I don't know, the maniac seems like a pretty likely theory.

[Nod nod. But oh wait what.]

The Chinese mafia?! But...what would they want with a couple of kids like us?!

[terci]

[He takes her shoulders and shakes her a little]

Don't you remember the kinds of trouble Grunkle Stan has gotten himself into before?! He's wanted in like, ten different countries!

[ineptus]

But...

[Dipper, don't say something like that. Your sister is not liking where this is going.]

Grunkle Stan wouldn't let this happen to us if it was his fault, r-right? I mean you saw him fighting off those zombies...I-I think he'd protect us from the Chinese mafia too...

[terci]

[His terrified and stressed expression softens at her words, and he drops his gaze to the ground.]


...but if we were kidnapped while he was sleeping......

[ineptus]

[...............

After a moment, she puts her hands on his shoulder and shakes him just a little bit, just to get him to look at her. And she's smiling.]

It's okay. He's going to realize we're gone and he's going to start looking for us. And he's going to find people to find us. So...so even if we're involved with the Chinese mafia or the Italian mafia or whatever mafia we'll be just fine. Plus, we're here together! As long as we're together nothing can get us!

[She's clearly pretty terrified by this idea too but that's not going to get them anywhere, right?]

[terci]

But how are they... [He stops his thought there, knowing it'd only scare both of them more. And instead, he shakes his head to try to not think about it anymore.]

Yeah, we'll be fine as long as we stick together.

[ineptus]

They just will! Come on, we're Pines! Grunkle Stan is a Pines! He'll find a way.

[Here, hand holding? She thinks holding hands will help.]

[terci]

[Hand holding is totally okay and totally something Dipper needed right now.

He nods quietly.]

Grunkle Stan always finds a way.

[ineptus]

[...she doesn't even know what to say right now. Dipper isn't cheering up, and she really isn't either when she thinks about it, and this whole situation is scary...

The hand holding quickly turns into a hug, Mabel burying her face in Dipper's shoulder. She doesn't know what else to do.]

[terci]

[When she hugs onto Dipper and buries her face into his shoulder, he stands there for a moment, not knowing how to react. He usually doesn't see Mabel so worked up or scared in situations like this, and it's really obvious to him that she's scared now.. it's mostly his fault, too, for all of the weird theories he's been talking about all day..

He quietly wraps his arms around her back, and lets out a very small sigh, followed by a very small voice.]

...I want to go home.

[ineptus]

[She just squeezes him at that small statement, fingers gripping his vest a little now. Mabel manages a small but shaky laugh.]

D-don't...don't say stuff like that, Dipper. This is the mystery of the century, r-remember? We can't solve it...i-if we go home...

[terci]

[Is she.. crying...

Okay, it's time to say something and cheer her up. It's his fault his sister was scared and going to cry, and it's going to be his fault that she cheers up! At least a little..


So, he reaches up to her shoulders and gently pushes her back so he can get a good look at her, a small smile on his face.]

You're right, Mabel! This is the mystery of the century, and we can't just leave it be. [He reaches with his hand to wipe a tear off her cheek.]

Besides, everything we've been talking about has just been theories and speculations, we're probably just... on a game show or something!

[ineptus]

[Good save, Dipper. Sort of. Wiping her eyes with her sleeve, she nods.]

Y-yeah. Yeah, they're just theories. We're probably on a game show.

[A small smile finally finds it's way back to her face.]

Though it's a pretty crummy game show so far, if you ask me. I've seen way better.

[terci]

[Seeing that smile makes him a little less worried, and his smile looks a little more cheerful.]

I bet the deaths won't even be real! It'll probably be fake blood and the people who "died" get to sit back and watch how everyone else does.