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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

[finalmix]

i.

[ beach version joshua isn't that much different from regular joshua except that his pants have been replaced by shorts and he is bafflingly wearing an ugly neon pink hawaiian shirt over his normal oversized white shirt. and slippers. he's not getting sand in his sneakers thank u very much.

and he has a pair of sunglasses that he's pilfered from the shop on his head. it's very touristy.

but anyway, he seems to be entertaining himself by watching other people freak out and just looks out at the sea with an entirely straight face, and goes, completely deadpan and not like anything is Very Wrong at the moment: ]

Huh. This is new.

ii.

[ ANYWAY. later on joshua can be found wandering around the resort building itself and looking down at what looks like an orange coloured brick and occasionally frowning at it - or if you happen to catch him at just the right moment, he's climbing on top of surfaces and waving said brick at the ceiling. ]

Seriously, is there no wifi here? Signal? Anything?

[ he refuses to use the bird phone. for now. what era is that bird phone from anyway???? ]

iii.

[ set the scene: joshua, standing outside the toucan cabana, still with his orange case iphone in hand, holding it up to his ear and talking to someone on the either end even though there is No Service At All: ]

All those upgrades I requested for, and none of them work at the moment. What kind of coverage did you provide and why doesn't it work here, you would think it would-- [ grumble grumble ] If there is trouble because of this and delays to the schedule I'm going to have to add it to your roster of items to fix, I didn't ask for a vacation, you know???

[ who..... is he talking to........... ]

wildcard me.

wildcard me, pc me, hmu on discord if you want something with josh! seriously I'm down for Shenanigans.

iii

[dysnowpian]

[ Sonya was on his way back to the resort proper when he turns his head at the animated conversation. He'll wait a little, to really let Joshua go though his rant before he interrupts? Possibly interrupts, because he's not entirely sure. ]

Sorry to interrupt, but how did you make contact with the outside?

[ He'll assume positively, though. ]

[finalmix]

[ definitely raises an eyebrow at that because yes, sonya was interrupting. ]

I would have, if it worked.

[dysnowpian]

[ Well then. ]

How unfortunate. Then who were you speaking with?

[finalmix]

The ghost of my patience given physical form.

[ this is not a flip phone so joshua unfortunately cannot slam his phone shut for Dramatics (tm), but he does slip the phone into his pocket. ]

Don't you know it's quite rude to eavesdrop?

[dysnowpian]

Haha, where are my manners? My apologies.

[ This isn't insincere, but it's so light, like a frosting of snow, that it has no real substance at all. ]

In the interest of our predicament, some things move to the wayside. But that's not excuse to be rude any longer. My name is Sonya, of the Yurodiviye.

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[dancing_flames]

[As luck will have it, Shuda happens to wander by as Joshua is standing on top of one of the tables in the buffet and waving that orange device of his at the ceiling. That in and of itself is enough to get him to stop and stare; the words the boy is muttering don't do anything to help clarify what's going on to a man who comes from a world without anything resembling the internet.]

Wifi?