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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.

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[dysnowpian]

And woman.

[ In the vein of true equality, he must mention both. ]

It's far from an easy task, but the worth more than matches the effort. And it's one I intend to see through, no matter the difficulties.

[dysnowpian]

Haha, where are my manners? My apologies.

[ This isn't insincere, but it's so light, like a frosting of snow, that it has no real substance at all. ]

In the interest of our predicament, some things move to the wayside. But that's not excuse to be rude any longer. My name is Sonya, of the Yurodiviye.

[conchy]

[Ah yes, introductions. He got a little carried away with all this talk of getting buried alive in the sand... Happens to us all.]

Lobelia, the greatest genius the Skydom has ever known. Bien rencontré, Ibuki!

[How about a handshake?]

[dysnowpian]

Well, there are many of the feather kind here, at least.

[ Maybe it's because they're on the outskirts of the beach but still. ]

This situation is curious, but for as much as we don't have in common, we can still share. My name is Sonya.

[divector]

[ Very distracting, can't be helped. ]

A Skydom is new to me, but nice to meet you all the same, Lobelia.

[ Well, he's not opposed to a handshake in theory, even if it throws him off a little! ]

[divector]

And I'm Ibuki. These are strange circumstances, but good to meet you all the same.

[ Could be worse at least. At least nothing overly hostile is popping up out of nowhere. ]

Is the weather where you're from much colder?

[ He may have a long coat as well, but Sonya's sure looks a lot less suited to an island. ]

[dysnowpian]

And the same to you.

[ There's a little laugh, a hand going to his scarf around his neck. ]

Quite. It's frigid for most of the year, and the summer season isn't anywhere near close this warm.

[chosenwang]

Boring? Me? Think you need another look.

[ Smoothing his hair out. Tell him he's pretty Kanon ]

[divector]

Unfortunate for us both. Though it's not freezing where I come from, so I don't wear many layers.

[ Definitely not scarf weather. ]

It makes me wonder how far our homes are from each other.

[dysnowpian]

I'd venture to say quite far. It'd almost be odder if we came from close proximity to each other.

[butcherspice]

Central Intelligence--you know, the blokes that do the dirty work for the government? The fuck do they teach ya in schools these days?

[stilllovesyou]

You're saying they're going to trap tourists in the bottles? That's horrible!

[felame]

[ there's meaning in the vagueness for her, written in her expression. enough that it makes her shut her eyes. perhaps it had been light, within the abyss of meaningless wandering. such a charming thing... and so persistent.

she can't say to understand exactly what he's experienced from that kind of description. but she can feel it, all the same — perhaps only as a projection of her own experience.

softly: ]

... It seems we both have. Yet you have my gratitude for it.

[ she straightens up, opening her eyes after that genuine statement. ]

I can only hope you find your ideal consequence, having found the strength to turn away from that light.

[plunges]

No. Not at all.

[ He'd know if this were Liyue, and this clearly isn't that. ]

So you don't know, either... Do you remember anything about how we arrived here?

[plunges]

[ So the type of person he hates...got it.... ]

So you wanted to startle me.

[ is that why you appeared so suddenly, ruin guard ]

[plunges]

[ Xiao presses the button as instructed, and -- ]

My name is Xiao.

[ "My name is Ciao" is what gets inputted into the username field. However, the screen hits him with a too many characters notification. Enjoy, Ibuki. ]

...It was misspelled. This device serves me no purpose.

[rhythmaction]

[He hangs his head lightly, looking somewhat disheartened.]

No. Usually, they're so good at telling me what's going on, too! Something weird must be going on....

[He lingers on it for a bit...and then immediately goes back to being chipper and unbothered.]

Eh, it's probably nothing. They're probably just busy. Besides, now I get to enjoy the free drinks and they don't.

[rhythmaction]

Smacking robots around.

[A beat.]

Not you, though. I mean, um, the Vandelay robots that kept trying to kill me. It also looks pretty sick when it's normal sized.

[conchy]

It seems many on the island are unfamiliar! Should our paths cross outside of this place, allow me to offer you a tour.

[You can trust Lobelia to play the role of a tour guide. Totally.]

[idologue]

Ah, but why would you need to be pulled away? Talking to robot friends is so fun!

[ Your acquaintance is wrong, Ibuki! Robots are The Best. ]

[idologue]

I do and I do not quite know what to make of that... It seems too small to be piloted by a person, so...? Does it belong to somebody here?

[skyworp]

Really? I’ll take your word for it. Or not. Does it matter, either way?

[He warps to the other side of Chai now, having stayed in the same spot for too long.]

Tell you what does matter. The target on your back. Tell me about it.

[skyworp]

Hah! Not many would agree with you, you know?

[skyworp]

Perhaps.

[Who can say!!]

Did I?

[microtransactions]

Hmm, I don't think it'll come to that. At least not yet, anyway. There's no real point in trying to pick a fight when we all barely know each other and don't know how long we're going to be stuck with each other for.

Besides, nothing good ever comes of fighting.