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[killerwaves]

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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[ho_ohs]

I've explained as much as is relevant to the group for now. But you're welcome to find me later on the network if you still have questions.

[ho_ohs]

Seems like you're just unlucky, then.

[Hey, at least he's in good(???) company.]

[idologue]

[ Lacus looks positively delighted by this elaboration. ]

That's lovely! It would be a memory garden... At home, I cultivate flowers from an important event in my life, so I understand the reasoning very well!

[ Next to Lacus the pink little ball that is her Haro bounces up and down excitedly, adding his own commentary: ] You, too! You, too!

[ Whatever that means... His inflection honestly sounds kind of rude for such a little pink thing. ]

[immortalpoet]

You got me wrong.

[His aura is so heavy it could probably break a bone by itself.]

You don't know me.

[diabolizes]

[ He understands the desire to not be a burden, but at the same time, he thinks it's better to let yourself be one occasionally. Her genuine smile is nicer to see, even if it is less bright. ]

Of course I will! I presume that you'll do the same, won't you?

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ If anyone asked him though he'd say he'd aged like fine wine!! (No one asked Merlin, though.)

Though, jokes aside, Merlin smiles what appears to be a pleasant smile. Sure. ]

I'm just not gullible enough to assume 'working for myself' and 'working for you' are the same thing, is all~

[chrysaline]

[ She freezes up for a second; way to put her under pressure, when she already can guess that Mr. Hoho won't appreciate her answering, "everything"...

Think, Psyche. ]

Oh! Time! If you're so worried about it... you must have some gue— [ no, more tactful ] —estimate of how long the island can last without... more energy. Does it need more with so many of us here...?

[conchy]

[How delightful. He can feel that heavy aura ebbing off the man, but that only further delights Lobelia.]

But I so désir to know you. It's alright if you won't open up willingly— I have methods of breaking through that coquille.

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Thank you, thank you, he'll be here all day.

But, now he's the one laughing, just a little bit. ]

They might have prepared for a lot of things, but I don't think this is something that they could have.

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Puffs cheeks out as if he is the picture of maturity (he is not) and pokes his head from around the set of sunglasses. ]

But can you do something like what I did?? Or something amazing?

What are YOUR skills, huh?

[immortalpoet]

[And here comes the problem - unfortunately, Vergilius is smart, and making a connection between the destruction of the shell and this man's reaction......responding to him by making threats of inflicting him pain may not actually be....the best way to go. Which is unfortunate, because he's used to that.]

[His eyes are still shining brightly, but he's letting out a gruff noise.]

Try your methods somewhere else. [And almost a little reluctant, because twisting this man in a pretzel really is so tempting.] I'm leaving.

[HE IS!!! TURNING TO GO!!! BYE PERVERT]

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Finding out in 1, 2, 3... ]

Oh you'll find it is much larger than you might expect it to be! Maybe even moreso than your skydom~

[ He's full of shit. ]

I am known for many things. After all, the tale of the great wizard Merlin has been told in many ages back on my world, and of course, in many countries.

[chrysaline]

Since you've said you will. It's a promise!

[ She'll keep it as long as he will. It's not quite a toast, but she lifts the cup of juice to finish it off. It makes it feel official, anyway. ]

[passetemps]

[ it was kind of a hypothetical because he does not like parties, but! he smiles, apparently pleased to find someone on a similar wavelength, even if he's... not sure what this cute pink ball is or why it's so loud... ]

Yes, that is precisely the idea. I believe it is important for there to be passion in the things we do and create... and to find ways to memorialize that which might otherwise be forgotten.

[ after a pause, he glances curiously back toward the haro. ]

I have not seen a... [ uh ] creature...? quite like this before.

[immortalpoet]

........No, thanks.

[drown yourself in spice, go for it]

That's too much.

[conchy]

[Unfortunately, he would also love to be twisted up like a pretzel, but alas! This won't be the last he sees of Vergilius, he's sure, so Lobelia sees him off with a wave and a singsong farewell.]

Adieu, my friend!

[immortalpoet]

[GET BENT]

[idologue]

[ That actually makes her expression more serious. ]

I can imagine several reasons why somebody would want to abduct me, but none of them line up very well with our current situation.

An island we are free to roam, a beautiful sea... and people from places so unlike my own home that my identity means nothing here. It doesn't add up.

Do you have a suspicion as to why you are here?

[ho_ohs]

At least something is working in that head of yours, then.

[finalforte]

Kanon's staying right here, so you can always come back if you get bored ♪

[finalforte]

Not even for Kanon...?

[Puppy-dog eyes go!]

[finalforte]

Huuuuuuh??

[gravitys]

I'm not playin' at anything.

[gravitys]

Feelin' lonely?

[gravitys]

That's a good way to look at if, if you ask me.

[ LESS BORING though Chuuya...does not have anything on Wei, probably. ]