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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.

((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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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[This is clearly the best time for a drink, what do you mean it's important to keep your senses when you end up on a random island in the middle of the ocean with no clues as to how or why you are there.

She looks over to him, looks him up and down (shorty...) before giving a very unenthusiastic:]

Hi.

[ Look, some of us just never kept growing after age 15. ]

Were you wantin' something, or just looking to see who's here?

Kanon just wants a drink. What, is that not allowed now?

[Said like she wasn't obviously keeping an eye out for people. She's just, so subtle, this girl.]

I'm not the cops? Just wanted to know if you needed something since you were looking at me.

[ He's not even annoyed about it, he was just kind of curious. ]

That's just 'cuz you're the only other person here!

[HUFF.]

Well, okay? [ He can leave her to her drinking if she prefers! ]

[Maybe she WILL!!

After she knocks back like, half her drink, she speaks up again.]

So? Who are you?

Chuuya. You're Kanon? [ SINCE SHE WAS...saying her own name. ]

[SHE SURE WAS!]

That's riiiiiight ♪

Kanon would love a vacation, but this place is totally weird?

You're tellin' me. I didn't want a vacation myself...and I bet there's some catch to this, since it's basically kidnapping.

[ He doesn't know who he should punch yet tho. ]