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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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[townmusician]

Mercy, huh? I don’t buy it.

[diabolizes]

Ah, you've backed me into a corner. Want to hear it?

[ Should he summon any ghosts, he'll be able to control them. It's fine! ]

[townmusician]

[Haruka is too stubborn for his own good, sometimes.]

Yeah, sure. Show me your best.

[diabolizes]

[ Given that he hasn't heard any spirits just yet, maybe he'll get lucky and not draw any ghosts. So, Wei Wuxian draws his flute from the waistband of his robes and starts to play. His tone is bright and clear, but if Haruka starts to feel as if what he plays is for a greater purpose than simply playing, well... he wouldn't be wrong. ]

[townmusician]

[It takes Haruka a moment to settle on a word for the song - it’s played well. Wei Wuxian obviously has skill, but…

Haunting. That’s what it is.]

…

Not bad.

[diabolizes]

[ He tucks Chenqing back into his waistband. ]

Not the type of song you wanted to hear, right? [ ... ] It's meant to summon ghosts.

[townmusician]

[So that’s the specific brand of spooky stuff we’re dealing with, huh.]

Oh. Are there… no ghosts here to summon?

[Is that even possible? Aren’t there ghosts everywhere?]

[diabolizes]

[ It gets worse, but Haruka doesn't need to know that yet! ]

Not that I can tell! I have yet to hear spirits.

[townmusician]

[The “yet” is very ominous. Please have mercy on this poor normie.]

That… seems weird? Maybe they just don’t hang out here, though…

[diabolizes]

That's what I've assumed so far. It seems as if there simply may not be spirits to hear.

[ Or he's just lost his ability to hear them in another world but he's not going to assume that!! ]

[townmusician]

What would cause something like that? Like… you’re the expert on spirits, apparently, so is this actually abnormal?

[He can kind of buy that maybe Wei Wuxian is… not your average guy.]

[diabolizes]

It is. Resentful energy, and therefore sprits, are essentially everywhere.

[ Comforting, isn't it? ]

Either I have my lines to resentful energy interrupted or it's simply absent here.

[townmusician]

[So is he saying the rancid vibes of the island aren't actually that rancid? Or just. Shit's haunted, always.]

Wouldn't the lack of resentful energy be a good thing, then?

[diabolizes]

[ Whichever is most fun! ]

It could be, yes, especially if there were someone getting rid of monsters. Or perhaps resentful energy does not exist here in the same way I am used to it existing.

[townmusician]

Well, I think that second part is definitely possible. Probably the more likely option, honestly.

[He shrugs.]

I mean... this is a place neither of us have ever been to before, and we don't even know where we are. Maybe things are just extra weird here.

[diabolizes]

I agree.

[ Which is a huge pain. Ugh, where's all the resentful energy he's used to feeling... ]

Well, I suppose this is an opportunity to gain vast knowledge about a new place.

[townmusician]

Yeah… It can’t be that bad!

[Things said hours before disaster.]

Well, I think I should head out. I’ll see you around later?

[I’m just going to assume they do exchange names at some point.]

[diabolizes]

[ SOUNDS GOOD ]

You will. Go check out the buffet if you haven't already. There's a lot of good food.

[ And with that, he'll wave Haruka off! ]