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INTRO

Whoever you are, wherever you were, the last thing you remember is the salty smell of the sea breeze and a distinct tickle of electricity across your body. Enough to cause alarm perhaps, but in the next moment it all goes black, or blue to be more precise. When you stir into consciousness, those fuzzy sensations are all that you have as an explanation, though there's certainly more to experience around you.

The warm bright rays of the sun, the rhythmic cresting of the waves into the shore, the unfortunate feeling of sand sticking to you everywhere, because you're lying flat on your back on a beach without a beach towel. At least you're not alone, and at least it doesn't seem like you've been completely dumped unceremoniously, as there's orderly space between you and the 27 others who share your predicament. Whoever left you here probably could have dumped you into a pile, but they have better manners than that.

However you decide to react to your sudden vacation, you'll find that you're dressed just as you last recall and that you have at least one possession of yours on hand. Whatever else you had on you appears to be affected by baggage routing, unfortunately. You'll also find a key inscribed with a particular bird and a strange device in your pocket, ostenstibly some type of cellphone from the period when blackberrys were all the rage. A pop-up window will greet you when you turn on the device, prompting you to pick a username (this pop-up can be ignored for up to 24 hours) and also walking you through a basic tutorial on its functions. For now, it seems like the public network isn't running, but the direct message function is availiable. It ends with a cheerful blurb instructing that "For further questions and help, please contact one of the hotel staff!"

As there's nary a soul that seems to actually work here on the beach proper, it might be worth it to explore. Around the resort are robots manning the buffet, sweeping, and even making cocktails if you want to drink your problems away. While they'll answer to basic commands, provide you with a map of the island, or even be happy to tell you the weather, they're incapable of engaging in any meaningful dialogue. Any questions or demands they can't answer will yield the statement to please contact the administrators.

Whoever they may be, but they'll show their faces eventually. Probably.

((OOC: Welcome to Last Resort! Poke a mod in the discord if you have any questions. The NPC meet and greet will take place at 5PM EST/2PM PST today! ))

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[gravitys]

[ Oh okay no one here. ]

Oh, one of those kinda trips, huh. Yeah, sucks when people you're not a fan of get invited.

[gluttoning]

I don't know. But they don't talk like people that have much power. They just know more than we do.

[Ah. He's running out of cheeseburgers. Hopefully this wraps up, all these angry people are just making him hungry.]

[butcherspice]

[Billy's combined amusement and contempt isn't exactly the most disguised even if he's holding it back, so when he makes eye contact with Verg, he'll be able to see what Billy might be thinking if he's good enough at reading people.

Billy smiles with a little more teeth. Well, that's interesting. He'll have to seek out the sad looking guy closer to his age than most people here later on.]

[diabolizes]

[ hehehe ]

I'm glad you agree. Why not enjoy a nice drink while surrounded by nice weather?

[ Even if it's a little bit on the warmer side for him, what with the sun shining so high up in the sky.

He grabs a bottle of vodka and sets it on the bar counter. ]

There's all types of liquor I haven't tried here. I hope it's good... I've been in short supply of good drink.

[diabolizes]

Primarily taking care of yao, demons, ghosts, and monsters.

[ He eyes that conch shell again. ]

What is the purpose of yours?

[plunges]

[ sir what the fuck ]

To the opposite side of the island...?

[diabolizes]

[ Enforcement, huh? Wei Wuxian wants to ask about the exact meaning of that, but he'll refrain for now. ]

Sounds interesting. Do you enjoy it?

[divector]

Me either, but I hope we won't be collateral. This place isn't large enough for that, and I'd rather not waste energy on repairs.

[ He'd throw his hat in for Alice, sorry Josh. ]

[butcherspice]

Well, ain't you attentive. We get room service? Could use a fuckin' mint.

[gravitys]

It's a place to be. What about you?

[dakicover]

Sure.

[ he picks one up without much thought, making sure that there's nothing living inside it and shaking out the sand before he holds it close to his ear. ]

They say you can hear the ocean like this, right?

[microtransactions]

[ me when the emotion most accurate for this tag is a gif of an animation from the games that i don't have an equivalent icon for: ah. ]

The equivalent of tired and overworked middle management, huh ... maybe the edginess was just them trying to cling to what power they can ...

[ an exaggerated spreading of his hands, and a sad, slow, mournful shake of the head, eyes closed. gosh, put that way you can almost feel sorry for the NPCs...

anyway. ]

I do wonder how long they've been here for! But it doesn't look like we're going to get too many answers ... at least not quickly, anyway.

[gravitys]

I don't wanna have to step in. [ ESSENTIALLY...because it's a dumb thing to fight over. ]

[chrysaline]

If we're here long enough to get to know each other, I hope you'll just call me Psyche.

[ Juice...! A hero. She reaches over to take the cup in both hands and smiles at the cheerful smell of oranges. ]

Thank you. It's silly... so many things here are strange that it feels a little comforting to see something so normal.

[plunges]

[ She's the closest thing to IT he has here as far as he's concerned -- but no, this is...this is a very thorough demonstration. He watches as her finger presses the buttons, and how she deletes it almost instantly.

How fascinating. He absorbs this, and gives her a nod before he looks down at his own phone. ]

I understand. That was a thorough demonstration.

[ More than what he was expecting. ]

Thank you. I will enter my name.

[ Since Chuuya registered Xiao for him later (SORRY, OTHER XIAO), he will go ahead and pocket his own device. ]

I have never seen this sort of technology before. You seem very familiar with it.

[dakicover]

Then find a way to bring this down instead! I don't want my body to be used as energy to maintain a resort. What kind of vacation is this?

[diabolizes]

[ He ruminates over his juice before ultimately deciding he'll tell this crimeman about what he does too. ]

I'm called the Yiling Patriarch. It's a title that was given to me because I reside over a place called the Burial Mounds, located in Yiling. I suppose you could say that it's also a place to be, but I made my own choices that led me there.

[diabolizes]

I feel the same way. It's why the bar here was comforting to me... I recognize a lot of the liquor.

[ The smell of it is familiar to him, including the fruit juices. ]

I'm used to water too, but not like this.

[gravitys]

[ SINCE ALL OF THAT MEANT PRETTY MUCH NOTHING: ]

So...what does that involve?

[gluttoning]

They said something about multiple steps before bringing us here. Or something. Maybe they'd be willing to talk about what that meant.

[He hums for a moment as he licks his fingers clean. Ketchup... delicious.]

So long as they're here, we'll have food. I'm fine with that for now.

[dakicover]

Do you really think so...?

[ because crea sure doesn't? there doesn't seem anyone that can hide a whole boat around. ]

[diabolizes]

[ HELP

Fine, fine. He'll be more direct. ]

I live with a bunch of people atop the mountain. People are afraid to climb up because I guard it with fierce corpses. You know how people are, right? They make up stories.

[ Says the man with the walking corpses. ]

[gluttoning]

At least the food's good.

[Priorities.]

[gravitys]

[ Like how they both were honest about their gigs only to get "what?" in response. ]

Oh, gotcha. [ He apparently thinks guarding something with corpses is normal, whatever. ] Well, no point in guardin' something if you can't scare people off properly.

[butcherspice]

[What are you some kinda homophobe--]

Oh, y'got artsy shite floatin' around in your noggin already?

[Hey, as far as Billy knows this guy is decently younger than him, so not out of the realm of being called 'son', 'lad', 'tyke', etc.]

Y'get one of those cabana keys? Drop it off there. 'Less you don't trust the roomies not to steal from ya.

[Which, hey, he gets it if so.]