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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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Comments

[divector]

[ He's been lobbing coconuts and lifting robots all day, so he just finds this hilarious. ]

It's called Psychokinesis where I come from, but I can confirm that.

[rapt0r]

Oh right, that one. We use more common names, it's just easier.

[divector]

Hmm, good point. Psychokinesis covers a rather broad range, so I can see how pinpointing would be useful for you. Even if it's to my detriment.

[rapt0r]

I would've outed Haruka instead, but he took care of that already.

[ If that's any consolation? Maybe. ]

[divector]

Haha, you should owe him a lottery ticket for that.

[ That works. ]

[rapt0r]

If I was to give him anything it'd be death.

[ woah there rapt0r. ]

But I can't be bothered right now. And maybe someone will take care of that for me, huh?

[townmusician]

[EDGELORD-SAN!!! STOP BEING SO EDGY.]

You sound so chuuni it’s kind of hard to feel threatened.

[divector]

I'm curious: are you trying to die?

[townmusician]

No! Just - I mean, they totally sound like a really cringe supervillain, but how much of it is just a bit?

[He may be stupid.

Bottom text.]

[divector]

[ cool we have bait, go get him reptar and hooter ]

Makes sense to me. Good luck finding out!

[townmusician]

[Thanks, No Party-san, he’ll need it!!]

[rapt0r]

Mmm, think what you want. And if we meet, say that to my face, 'kay?

[townmusician]

Of course, Rapt0r-san.

[His time on this island will be brief, but eventful.]

[rapt0r]

At least I know I'm worth a -san now.

[townmusician]

Yeah, but maybe I’ll change my mind once we meet in person.

[Maybe they’ll upgrade to… Rapt0r-kun.]

[rapt0r]

To what, -sama?

[townmusician]

In your dreams, maybe. Maybe you'll end up not deserving anything at all.

[rapt0r]

It's not about deserving. If you want something you take it.

[townmusician]

[Bruh. They really want people to think they’re hot shit, huh?]

…Yeah, sure, go ahead if you think that’ll actually work. I’ll talk to you later.

[divector]

[ lmao he should've bought popcorn for this ]

What an amazing combination of sloth and...gung-ho.

[rapt0r]

[ Was that on purpose. The not!cat bot pauses again, perhaps for unheard laughter. ]

I knew not telling him that his name was stupid would pay off.

[divector]

[ :) ]

Well, many seem to be enjoying the names, so you could call it a rousing success by that metric.

[rapt0r]

I'm only in things for myself.

[ As evidenced by his extreme chuuni. ]

But that's good to know.

[divector]

As everyone should be. But with what you're hosting, it wouldn't hurt to measure the room after.

[ Ibuki says this like he has ever done that. ]

[rapt0r]

I feel like I've heard that before.

[ ... ]

I'll think about it.