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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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Comments

[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.

[immortalpoet]

[He does actually appreciate keeping it short, thank you! One respect point.]

Mm. So you're some kind of superpowered goat creature fan where you come from. Why do the humans not like them?

[divector]

Hmm, not quite right, but not quite wrong either.

[ It's the tokusatsu part of his world at work! ]

Probably the part where they turn into Vectors themselves if they get injured by one.

[immortalpoet]

Well. That would be it. Don't think the average person would want to be a goat. Unless they got themselves augmented for it.

[divector]

[ :( ]

Oh? Do you know people who got augmented to be a goat?

[immortalpoet]

[PEOPLE DON'T WANT TO BE GOATS!!!]

Not that specifically, but people do all sorts of things to their bodies these days, even full-body prosthetics.

[divector]

[ THEY SHOULD!!! ]

Sounds a lot more advanced than the technology in the colonies I know of. Pretty amazing, if probably macabre most of the time.

[immortalpoet]

[NO GOAT FURRIES!!!!!!!]

What's the technology like, then, outside of your amazing goat crew?

[divector]

[ THE WORLD NEEDS MORE GOAT FURRIES ]

Nothing of note to you, most likely. Charitably, I suppose it's maximizing space vs. foodstuff and resource production for the colony, considering they also export goods to their neighbors. That's what allows them to keep conducting research on bioengineering.

On that subject...I would say two of the most notable powers the researchers have under their thumb is Hypnosis and Foresight, but they haven't been able to replicate it.

[immortalpoet]

[Hm.]

[Of course most of that is lost on him, but...]

Sounds a lot like what corporations do. Hypnosis and Foresight...that's stuff they're producing? Or they've witnessed?

[divector]

[ Sorry Verg, his world is dumb. ]

You could say that? They're trying to produce humans who can live outside the colonies, in lieu of fixing the environment they polluted.

[ 'Cause that's apparently easier??? ]

It just so happens their experiments either gave individuals supernatural powers...or transformed them irreversibly, losing their memories and personality in the process. Acceptable risk, in their terms.

[immortalpoet]

[sounds like city bs to him]

And you're one of those experiments, huh.