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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 ]

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Makes me wonder what I ate last night... Or, honestly, anything about any time previous to about twenty minutes ago...

So, what's your story, meat man?

Well, I woke up in a room, got attacked by a guy who said he looked like me, met the guy with the metal arm, then made my way here. That is about the extent of my memory.

How about your story...uh...you?

Woke up, met a girl, then came down here. That's about it for me, too.

This is the most boring dream imaginable. There's got to be some sort of clue. Or at least something to drink...

[Goes over to one of the sinks and flips the faucet on. Water runs out.]

Looks like we have running water at least. I'm sure there are some cups around.

Was kind of implying something stronger than water...

[she rummages through some of the cabinets though, eventually coming up with a glass and offering it to him]

Here you go!

Thank you?

[takes the offered cup and fills it with water. Takes a sip of the water.]

Seems to be okay. Sorry, I can't help as far as making it stronger. I think we'll all be drinking just water for as long as we are in here.

Geez, who are you, the feds? What a buzzkill...

[that said, she keeps an eye on him as he drinks]

Sorry, I'm sure that on mornings where I wake up to discover I have no memories, have face that looks like I went through a meat grinder, and find myself surrounded by a bunch of other people with no memories either...I'm sure on those mornings I'm absolutely the life of the party.

Maybe you should go back to bed and try again. Chop chop, times-a-wasting! I'm hoping this icebox is filled with delicious party foods and you're the only one who can make it happen.

I will do my best, cap'm.

[With that, he closes his eyes and concentrates really hard on going back to sleep. After a bit, he opens his eyes.]

Still monster face?

Yeah. Still in mystery kitchen, too.

...You don't happen to know any cabaret dance routines, do you?

I don't really know what a cabaret is, so I don't know if I do or not. I could always try, I suppose.

Go on, then, show us some softshoe. ...Acrobatic stunts may work as well, given the outfit.

[Shrugging, he attempts to stand on his hands. He is rather surprised at how easy he can accomplish this.]

Well, it seems I can do this much...

Nice! What about a cartwheel, or a backflip?

[Flips onto his feet, then does a quick cartwheel and backflip.]

Wow...I guess I can do athletic things.

We must be a circus troupe, then! That makes everything make sense.

Well, then what about you? What would your act be?

The lovely magician, perhaps? Who wouldn't pay to look at this face?

[she is possibly? joking??]

Well, you are rather beautiful. Do you have any tattoos? Maybe you were the painted lady.

[Said with a smirk.]

Only the one, so far as I know...

[she shows off the ophanim one on her hand]

...Well, I'm sure I'm good for something!

Oh yeah, I have a tattoo as well.

[Shows you his Malakim one.]

I'm sure you're good at a lot of things.

I like you. Stick with me, I think we'll go far.

Okay, sounds like a plan.

It looks like a lot of people are heading outside...let's go check that out.

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