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[raqiamods]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 1, Morning
Where: The Dorms
What: It begins.

[ it's morning, and though there's no shrill of an alarm or sunlight streaming in through windows, you've all just woken up. probably. That would account for why you seem to be in bed, and why you don't remember doing anything before this. It must have been a nice restful sleep.

in this room you don't recognize.

. . . actually, maybe the reason you don't remember doing anything isn't related to having just woken up at all. if you search your mind, you'll find your recollection totally blank.

Maybe you should get up and find out what's going on ]

Comments

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Starting with, we don't even know this thing is nonfiction.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

That's true. But it's all we have to go off for now, too.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

...okay. Point.

So say it's real. What're your other holes?

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

Well, this looks like a kitchen, but there isn't any food here, even leftovers. And not only food- if we've been living here for a while, there should be more things out of place, and things someone set aside for later. That sort of thing.

But even if we cleaned up because we knew we would lose our memories after taking the cure, why would we all take it at once, and all wake up at once? For a cure, it should be administered to one person first to be sure it's effective, right? So then, especially if we knew what would happen this morning, there should be at least one person with memories of one or two days previous to this one, unless we're going to lose our memories all over again, every day. But everyone waking up at the same time- no matter what, isn't that unnatural?

[ overthinking... ]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

[Yes. Yes, you are.]

They coulda drugged us. If it wore off around the same time, that'd do it.

[A beat.]

Maybe we weren't the ones who needed curing in the first place. Maybe we're just the poor saps that got dragged into... I dunno. Whatever this is.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ shakes his head ]

We're all different sizes. And some of us aren't human. It would be hard to measure out a drug for so many different people so precisely like that...

It's possible, but then where are the people who were sick?

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Sure, but if that's the kind of thing you're good at, why not?

And maybe they died. Or got their cures and left. Or brought us here and played dress up with us while we were out.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ ... shakes his head ]

Without more information, we're not getting anywhere. The man in the same color robes as you and I are going to look for a way outside.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Sounds like a plan. We can look for domes, at least — seems like that' be easy enough to confirm.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ nods ]

It's a start.

[ TO THE... ELEVATOR ]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

[Following, for some reason holding onto a pan, but:]

Thought that was where we came in.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

He said it moves, so maybe it also moves outside.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

I guess it's worth a shot.

[Jams the button when they get there and waits for the door to open.]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ MYSTERY ELEVATOR SHENANIGANS ]

So it doesn't go outside, but connects to all the different floors of the building. In that case, if there's a door to the outside, it should probably be on the bottom floor.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

So let's start looking.

[Heading off already, past the kitchen which he already explored pretty thoroughly.]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ following after, though looking around carefully as they go ]

Do you know what "Erelim" means, sir?

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Doesn't ring any bells. Where'd you hear it?

[Starts sweeping the area after he gets past the kitchen, a thorough looking-over that doesn't slow him down.]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

It was painted on the wall in crimson, this shade of crimson.

[ tugs once at the front of his robe, eyes still studying their surroundings ]

Ah, and the back of your right hand-

[ glances to see if he has a tattoo there ]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Yeah. Looks like we got an artist on our hands. That and this.

[Taps his left arm, the metal one. He's only got the shirt on, not the overcoat, and without sleeves, it's easy to see the red star rimmed with black painted on.]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ hm ]

Both of your marks are different from ours.

[ lifts up his sword tattoo to show ]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Aw, hell. Yours is better than both of mine.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

I'd rather have one of yours.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

-Look, there's a door.

[ HEADS FOR DOOR ]

Re: [In the kitchen]

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

[YES DOOR!!]

Maybe you better stay behind me, kid. Last time I opened something I didn't know what was on the other side, I got jumped.

Re: [In the kitchen]

[paintwithallthecolors]

Um-

[ this bothers for me for reasons I can't articulate ]

It's okay! If that happens, I can just talk to them!