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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.

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Comments

[divector]

Hmm, an actual City... Districts are nothing new to me, but I don't know anything about Wings. I'm guessing they're something like governments?

[immortalpoet]

[A LOUD SIGH I'M SORRY HE'S THE WORST, LOCAL MAN NEVER EXPLAINING LORE EVER]

I'm not some kind of encyclopedia. Anyways, you're not from there. It shouldn't matter.

[divector]

[ haha project moon haha l corp haha angela my love ]

All right, point taken. I don't like talking about colonies outside my own anyway. But it is interesting to see how varied our backgrounds are. Makes me wonder what's our common link.

[immortalpoet]

[verg: what's a l corp? bitch i won't tell you]

You really think there's a common link between all of us?

[divector]

[ who wants to even talk about l corp anyway ew ]

Isn't that how it usually is in dramas? Though in this case, I'm guessing it must be much more general of a link.

[immortalpoet]

[EXACTLY]

Dramas...? You think this is some kind of TV show? Get real. [A huff.] But you never know. Sometimes random is the point.

[divector]

[ He laughs at that huff. What a cute grump. ]

Could be. But it feels like a lot of effort for randomness. I'm not exactly unused to evading capture.

[immortalpoet]

That just makes you sound like an escaped lab experiment.

[WHICH IS. MORE COMMON THAN YOU THINK]

[divector]

Right in one. Congratulations.

[ Impressive deduction skills, Holmes! ]

[immortalpoet]

[(vergilius voice) jesus christ]




So what did they do to you.

[divector]

[ lol his childhood was weird ]

What didn't they do to me is probably the better question? I was born to be one.

[immortalpoet]

You and a whole lot of other people. You're hardly special.

[him: i had a weirdass experiment childhood
verg: welcome to the city where the ethical crimes are horrific and the girls are (horrific eldritch screeching)]

Made you to be a weapon? A lapdog?

[divector]

Of course. You'd be silly for thinking otherwise.

[ Only Yuuki is special! ]

Hmm, both. [ Among other things. ] But that's no fun to talk about. Isn't where you came from more interesting?

[immortalpoet]

...Right.

[Don't agree with him!!]

How would it be more interesting?

[divector]

[ He's right and should say it though! ]

Considering your demeanor and hints, it sounds like it's even more of a disaster. I can't imagine how it keeps running.

[immortalpoet]

[A scoff.]

Oh, believe me, you wouldn't be the first to ask it and wouldn't be the last. But let's just say a rotten machine still keeps the cogs rolling.

[divector]

[ No validating gossip? Boo. But he smiles anyway. ]

Sounds about right. Decent human colonies are a fairy tale in the end.

[immortalpoet]

...Human colonies? Come again?

[divector]

It means exactly what it means? Is there another definition for human colonies I'm unaware of?

[immortalpoet]

No. It's just...like colonies imply invasion or settling into another place or something.

[divector]

Oh, I see what you mean now. Humans can't live outside the colonies, because they'll die from the polluted air.

[immortalpoet]

That's it? Just the air?

[YOU GUYS DON'T HAVE HORRIFIC THINGS TO DEAL WITH OUTSIDE OF SOME AIR PROBLEMS???]

[divector]

[ Suddenly he sounds...excited? ]

Right? You think so too? It's utterly ridiculous. Vectors are far more equipped than humans to survive in the world.

[immortalpoet]

....What's a Vector. Someone like you?

[divector]

Hmm, I don't really fit the description of one? But I am fond of Vectors, though humans do not share the same feelings I do.

[ Shrug. Their loss. ]

They're the goat-like beings I was talking about earlier. I assume you want me to keep it short, so on top of not dying to the outside air, they have strength and abilities far surpassing humans.