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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

[gravitys]

Doesn't seem like there's any kind of need to purchase. You can just grab.

[ A SHRUG. If people didn't want their gift shop shit stolen then 1) they should have someone manning it and 2) maybe don't kidnap. ]

[felame]

[ yeah! steal the gift shop shit! like xiao's going to police what people choose to take from kidnappers, she's not a narc. ]

How generous of them.

[ this is sarcastic

everything here is the worst and not even the zero dollar price tag saves it ]

Is that what you were doing here, then? Looking for something useful to "grab"?

[gravitys]

Honestly? Not really. I was looking for some sorta clue, but there's nothing I can find anywhere. Not sure what the hell I'd do with post cards I can't mail.

[ OR...the other tacky shit. ]

[felame]

... If you had managed to find such a thing in a place like this, I wouldn't know whether to find the incompetence of whoever brought us here fortunate or infuriating.

[ both! probably both! ]

[gravitys]

Honestly, I just can't stand still without answers.

[ But he doesn't claim to be a great detective... ]

[felame]

[ hm. she gets that. in fact— ]

I wouldn't call that a negative thing, regardless of your results. Whether they're there or not, answers won't come to those who do not seek them.

[ some fortune cookie shit. ]

Where else have you looked? If you aren't opposed to it, I can accompany you to where you haven't searched, given that this area has proven fruitless. After all, our objective is the same.

[gravitys]

So far? This place, that weird art garden, and my assigned cabana. But yeah, I don't got any objections to that.

[ He's fine with competent ladies joining in? ]

[felame]

[ chuuya obtains one (1) competent lady! ]

Then perhaps investigating the rest of the other indoor portions would be most efficient. And, before we begin...

[ her manners, of course— ]

I am Xiao, formerly of Liu Section One. If we're to be a temporary party, I should at least offer my name.

[gravitys]

Chuuya. Not sure what Liu Section One is - a gig or a place?

[ But either way: ]

I feel like it's a gig, so...Port Mafia.

[felame]

It was a... gig, yes.

[ the way that's said after a moment's pause, like she's not certain if she should echo the verbiage or not.

anyway, she continues on smoothly after that initial bit of how do you do fellow kids: ]

What kind of work was involved in being "Port Mafia", Chuuya? To get a handle on your skills and proficiencies, should such things be needed in the future.

[gravitys]

Eh - pretty much I was a combatant, I guess. But I had some subordinates, so I'm like, middle management too.

[ Not super specific, but true. ]