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guiltrip2023-05-13 11:01 am
killerwaves) wrote in guiltrip2023-05-13 11:01 am
WELCOME
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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If it's just living in the ocean, I would be okay with that. I like the ocean, it's full of Jellyfish and their stings tickle.
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His brow tightens for a second as he picks up her scent. Huh. He shrugs as he leans down to her, nodding very seriously.]
I guess the ocean isn't too bad. There's plenty to eat.
Jellyfish aren't good, though. Especially the poison ones. They taste fine, but they always give me a stomachache.
So if you ever end up in the ocean, don't do that.
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Sometimes I like to eat the sand but my friend Camilla always makes me spit it out when she catches me, which is always.
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Does the sand taste good where you live?
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[She pipes up, in defense of the sand, like it has feelings. Also conveniently revealing she's eaten the sand already.]
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[Suddenly he is very invested in this conversation.]
I haven't tried it yet. The buffet's been too good... I didn't think about the island.
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You should try the sand!
[Finally... someone else who understands her desire to eat sand.]
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[Heartbreaking. Oh well. More for him, at least]
Mm. Which beach did you get it from? How does it taste?