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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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luv u coco

[conchy]

[Why, you're looking at a man (and his shells) enjoying a good time on the beach! No need to look so leery, little boy. Sweeping out an arm, Lobelia motions to his collection.]

Alas, my archive remains unavailable to me, but I've secured a small collection of conques to begin rebuilding. Would you like to contribute?

never forget the fic

[plunges]

No.

how could i ever

[conchy]

[blinks]

Oh...? What an unfriendly fellow! You won't win many friends if you don't comport yourself with some élégance.

:^)

[plunges]

I have no need for things such as friendship.

[ ...mostly... ]

Mortals seem to place a lot of value on obtaining their prized possessions through their own merits. I assumed that you would feel the same.

[conchy]

Mortals...? What are you, then? A god...?

[Oh, Xiao. You should watch your little baby boy mouth around men like Lobelia.]

And what might a man of your stature [short] prize above all else?

[plunges]

No. I am an Adeptus; I am not an archon. I serve under one instead.

[ day 0... local conch shell hunts down local bird man

and the answer to that question is – ]

Nothing.

[conchy]

An Adeptus, you say? Fascinating! The gods lingering in other skydoms are many, it seems.

[No Xiao, you're supposed to ignore him!! Now he's going to talk to you, you foolish man.]

...But you are lacking in classe. That is not uncommon among your type.

[plunges]

Hm. That is not the first time I've been told that.

[ He sounds...a little bothered, actually. Not mad, just embarrassed? Lobelia's getting him to crack a little?! ]

Fine, then. You want assistance with your collection. What does that entail?

[conchy]

Marvelous! Thank you for your cooperation.

[He hands Xiao one of his precious conques.]

Take this and run all the way to the opposing side of the island. Make haste!

[plunges]

[ sir what the fuck ]

To the opposite side of the island...?

[conchy]

Oui! If you begin now, it should take a man of your stature a few ticks to cross, so time is of the essence!

[plunges]

[ Lobelia gets the flattest look.

And, warily, Xiao starts his very long journey towards the other side of the island. ]

[conchy]

Adieu! Safe travels!

[And, once lil Xiao makes his way to the other side of the island... he'll feel that conch begin to vibrate in his hand. What will you do, Xiao?]

[plunges]

[ Holy fuck pa what in the fresh hell is this. Where is Rex Lapis when you need him for guidance. Archons, this is unnerving.

Anyway, he'll hold the shell up towards his face to inspect it further. Is there something inside? ]

[conchy]

[There's something inside alright: Lobelia's voice! Amazing, incredible, what a bad reward for all that effort.]

Can you hear me, un jeune homme?

[plunges]

[ ????? ]

...Clearly.

[ what is this ]

This is...an ability of yours?

[conchy]

It's more than a humble capacité of mine! Message allows me to communicate to you no matter where you are on the island! Ahaha! So long as you hold onto the conque, that is, and why wouldn't you?

[Yeah, why wouldn't you want to be in contact with Lobelia 24/7?]