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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

[dakicover]

I dunno, this seems to be pretty abandoned aside from us and the machines roaming around. Robots, I think they're called?

[ to chuuya's sigh, crea shrugs nonchalantly. not much they can do. ]

What do you think, then? Maybe we're all gonna be hunted for sport?

[gravitys]

Don't sound so damn cheerful about that!

[ CREA!!! ]

[dakicover]

Haha, sorry, sorry! Maybe it's a type of defense mechanism?

[ he waves his hands against his chest, trying to chill chuuya down. ]

I'm used to weird and dangerous situations, but this is a new one, even for me. I'm just as concerned as you are. Why the hell are we here, am I right?

[gravitys]

[ If it helps, he's more mid-tier annoyed and more at the situation than Crea...though cheeriness in dire situations can get on his nerves if it reminds him too much of other people who do it. ]

Oh, yeah? You have a dangerous job or something?

[dakicover]

Something like that.

[ he nods. ]

Though you seem like you'd be ready for a dangerous situation, too. You're not scared at all.

[gravitys]

[ A shrug. ]

I just don't scare easy.

[dakicover]

Not even if a clown suddenly appeared behind you?

[ haha! ]

Just kidding. That means that you're a dependable person. [ crea nods. ] I'm Crea, by the way. Nice to meet you!

[gravitys]

Chuuya. You scared of clowns or something?

[ Why was that the example, bro. ]

[dakicover]

Never met one. But their face paint is kinda weird, isn't it?

[gravitys]

I actually can't say I've ever thought about it. It's just paint.

[ Clowns...exist. He doesn't find them funny... ]

[dakicover]

Perhaps. But it’s almost like a poisonous animal’s pattern. Maybe they’re carnivores?

[ anyways, ]

What’s the last thing you remember before coming here?

[gravitys]

The scent of the sea and a jolt of electricity. You?

[ It's not like this is top secret information, so. IGNORING THE CLOWN CARNIVORE COMMENT BECAUSE HE THINKS IT'S DUMB... ]

[dakicover]

Likewise.

[ he nods. ]

But were you near a beach at that time? I wasn’t.

[gravitys]

I work in a port area.

[ SO. ]

[dakicover]

Does this look like your port?

[gravitys]

Not even a little bit.

[ A sigh. ]