WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL PT 2

[gatonina]

ARRIVAL PT. 2

▽ FULL NAVIGATION ▽ LOCATIONS ▽ STATUSES ▽ IC PROFILES ▽ IC RULEBOOK ▽ MURDER PROPOSALS ▽ PCS ▽ CURFEW ▽ AUDIENCES ▽ CAMP STORE ▽ REPORTING

POPULATION: 41 The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round, the wheels on the bus go round and round…until they suddenly stop. Just as quickly as the bus ride started, the sudden jolt of the bus hitting the brakes may disrupt you from your current activities (whatever those may be.) It’s hard to determine just how long you’ve been on this road trip, but some of you may be able to tell it’s been nearly forty-eight hours. Where could you have possibly been traveling? Worry not, dear travelers! Why, if you’ll wait one moment, the doors of the bus will gently open… …and the floors of the bus will tilt, spitting every single one of you out onto the ground with little warning before the doors slam closed and the bus begins to drive away. As you gather your wits and regain your bearings, the first thing you may notice is the very distinct scent of pine and the lingering scent of rain in the air. Beneath your feet, the words BUP STOP have been spray painted into the dirt and above you a large wooden sign proudly declares that you’ve arrived at your destination. Welcome to CAMP GATONINA. Well-maintained greenery surrounds the area with trees as far as the eye can see, and a dirt path seems to lead straight into camp. Fog looms in the distance, though perhaps that’s from the rainy weather. Come along, don't be shy. You’re welcomed here, after all! As you make your way forward, you’ll soon be greeted with the sound of a bright and almost cheerful voice that seems to be amplified somehow, gathering the attention of all. "Right this way, ladies and gentlemen. Your lovely hosts await!" A cloud of fog parts, and in the center of the path sits a three-tiered platform. Three figures stand on the platform before you, two of whom hold a white basket with depictions of the sun. Despite looking directly at them, it’s hard to make out the features of these three outside of their very unusual outfits. You’ll have plenty of time to explore the camp later, but for now it seems that the figure in the top hat has a megaphone in hand and an announcement to make. "That should be all of you. Let's not waste time, shall we? You'll need these sooner than later, I imagine." The figure with the top hat begins to call out names as the other two figures hold onto the basket, using their free hands to distribute small keys with different wooden keychains shaped like animals. When the final key is distributed, the megaphone is lifted once more as the figure without the basket gestures to the space around you. "Welcome to Camp Gatonina. We look forward to your stay." [ooc: for the sake of your mods, please choose only one NPC to speak to for now! Should we feel confident with our tagload, we may open this up to more tags later, but don't worry! There will be more opportunities to speak with them in the future... Please be sure to read all of the new information provided to you! In addition, please keep in mind that this is not the week zero mingle! A new mingle will go up tomorrow to officially begin the game, so please do not use this post to toplevel regarding the new locations! You may, however, PC to your hearts' content ♥]

Comments

[muragas]

[ hmmmmm, interesting... ]

I take it from your reaction that it's all true?

[survivaltricks]

[a breathless laugh]

Isn't this always how it is? They just phrase it in the most insulting way possible.

[muragas]

I wouldn't know - the abandoned island I washed up on didn't have anything like this.

[ maybe that's a good thing, in retrospect ]

Anything you want to clear up while you've got a chance?

[survivaltricks]

[. . . huh. well, she gets a curious look for that, but]

[pointing at the kissing part of his profile]

It was only one time.

[WHY IS THAT THE PART HE'S WORRIED ABOUT]

[muragas]

But that still leaves so much open to interpretation! Were they older? Younger? Or were you cheating on your beloved when you kissed them?

[ how could you handhold with another person, Akira ]

[survivaltricks]

[oh my GOD. he turns bright red and looks away]

I wasn't--! We weren't together! It was just. . .

[just what, Akira. he never referred to it as a mistake and won't do so now, so??? WHAT WAS IT, AKIRA??]

[muragas]

"Just"...?

[survivaltricks]

[uuuuugh]

[shakes his head]

It doesn't matter. I'm taken by someone else now, and I care about her-- [breathes out] -- a lot.

[muragas]

[ coward ]

... I see. And neither of you are alright with sharing, I take it.

[ poor "It was only once"-kun ]

So did you run an actual cafe cafe, or a school cafe?

[survivaltricks]

[a small huff]

We just got together, but. . . I'm happy with just her.

[so yeah. no sharing. poor Akechi]

-- ah, the cafe wasn't mine. I lived in the attic and worked behind the counter for the owner, though. It was an actual cafe cafe.

[muragas]

[ poor, poor Akechi... ]

And the getting arrested?

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

Lllllong story.

[muragas]

And the "Satan"?

[survivaltricks]

[. . . . . . . . . . . .]

I'm a devil worshiper.

[HE IS JOKING]

[muragas]

[ GASP ]

You worship Tanaka-san?!

[survivaltricks]

-- who?

[Tanaka's shady commodities???]

[muragas]

[ wow, really? ]

Tanaka's Amazing Commodities? TV spot every Sunday morning? Anata no, terebi ni, Jika-netto Tanaka~?

[survivaltricks]

[???!?!?!?!!?!?!]

Oh-- [brightening a bit, because!! he knows that show!! even though he doesn't recognize her. . .? are they from the same place???]

I know what you're talking about, but didn't that go off the air a few years ago?

Now he's running a black market website called Tanaka's Shady Commodities.

[way to admit to criminal activity, Akira]

[muragas]

... Oh.

[ somehow she is completely unsurprised by the black market development ]

Wait, "a few years ago"? It's still going strong, in spite of the money scandal!

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[HE THINKS]

[HE KNOWS WHAT'S GOING ON HERE]

[thank god for Ken]

Okay-- before I say anything else, what year is it for you back home?

[muragas]

[ hm, this seems strangely ominous, but if there's people from other worlds, then... ]

It's 2010. Why, what year is it for you?

[survivaltricks]

[aaaaaaah]

The same year as Ken. . .

[. . . and then he laughs and lifts a hand to tug at his bangs]

What are the odds?

1/2

[muragas]

[ haha, yeah, what are the od- ]

2/2

[muragas]

[ WAIT ]

... "Ken"? Ken what? What's his last name?

[survivaltricks]

[. . . HMMMMMM]

[the gears in his head are turning, and considering what a small universe it seems to be, it isn't impossible so. . .?]

Amada. Amada Ken.

He was in the mansion with us.