wknd0 mingle

[mgtropes]

WKND0 MINGLE

Rise and shine!

Maybe the last thing you remember is back home, whatever "home" is for you. Or maybe it was in a world between worlds, as you left to go home. Either way, when you open your eyes, you're no longer in either of the above. Whoa... talk about déjà vu. Haven't you been through this whole "wake up in a mysterious place" song and dance before? (For those of you who don't have potential memory problems, that is.)

And just like last time, you're not alone. Dozens of other (live) bodies are scattered around you, coming to their senses just as you are. Hey, some of them might even be familiar to you...

Where are we?

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GENERAL

You're in a spacious but dingy windowless room with metal sheet walls, dull concrete floors, and paneled ceilings with visible vents and piping that appears to go nowhere at all. It’s quiet enough that footsteps and voices echo, and the only light comes from the fluorescent lighting hanging from the ceiling. The ceiling panels drip a little, leaving suspicious murky puddles of water pooling on the ground. On the wall are spray painted construction marks and certain parts of the room are covered with dusty tarps.

While this is an open room with a lot of empty space, a part of it taken up by the enormous statue that seems to be being stored here, partially covered in dusty tarps, right in the middle of the place. It is of a blue horse in mid-gallop, and the horse’s head and prancing hooves reach all the way to the tall ceilings. It has an evil energy.

...Well, at least there are rows of connected chairs with peeling leather set up throughout the room for your comfort. There are a few vending machines around. They aren’t exactly working, but if you shake them a drink or a snack may fall out.

Towards the south end of the place is a customer service desk! While the room is currently unmanned, there is a phone available for you to dial the customer service hotline. You’re going to be on hold for a long time, but the hold music is surprisingly catchy and occasionally a recorded voice tells you that your call is very important and a customer service representative will be assisting you shortly.

BAGGAGE CLAIM

In the center-ish of the space is a simple baggage claim. The belt moves rather erratically and in random bursts, sometimes forwards, sometimes backwards. Every so often, you can see luggage jostling by on it. One of them is yours—it has your name on it! Gods know when it's finally going to come by, but once you get a hold on it, it contains: two items familiar to you (one from your world, another from your last rodeo), a phone, a passport, and lastly, a coupon labeled "CONGRATULATIONS: BUY ONE GET ONE FREE."

Should you turn on the phone, you'll find that you have no signal, making the camera, flashlight, passport directory, and memo app the only working functions of value. Yes, that's right, there's a digital copy of everyone's passport for you to flip through on your phone. Nosey. However, the device does have one notification, already saved.

Are you ready for your ultra-exciting competition to win an EXCLUSIVE TRIP to Australia?
Teams will be assigned in a few days, so get to know your future potential teammates and competitors!

BATHROOMS & SHOWERS

You were wondering, weren't you? A fluorescent bathroom sign hangs in one dim back corner. Inside are rows of metal-doored toilet stalls, two long rows of sinks, and an enormous mirror. The mirror has some cracks in it. It's pretty much as bare bones as it comes. On the wall near the exit is a touch panel. The screen reads How do you like our bathrooms? and then shows several smiley faces: 🥳🥹🤔😵‍💫🤡. You can share your enjoyment of this bathroom by selecting one of these smiley faces.

All the way on the other end of the dinky space are two coin-operated showers. You don’t have coins, but that's okay. The mechanism is broken, so the showers will turn on with cold water for a minute at a time and abruptly shut off.

RUNDOWN

• Characters initially awaken only with the clothes on their back.
• Characters can receive their home & game items, alongside with other offered amenities listed above, via the baggage claim.
• At the moment, any attempt to send text messages will not go through, and the network cannot be accessed due to lack of signal. The only working functions on the phone are the camera, flashlight, passport directory, and memo app.
• Profiles are currently active on the phone via passport directory.
• Multiple areas are blocked off and cannot be broken through (marked in red).
• If you are making any notable changes to the locations, please tell us in your mod DM for now!
• There will be A Thing coming up on Saturday @ 4pm PST/7pm EST! OOCly, it will go on for the rest of the weekend, so you do not need to be here immediately.

QUICKLINKS

Status Changes

Passports

NAVIGATION; (FULL NAV)

INFO

PLAYER STATUSES IC PROFILES MURDER PROPOSALS CYOA SIGN-UPS

SETTING

NPC AUDIENCES LOCATIONS ROOMING CURFEW

REPORTING

PC TURN-IN MOD REPORTING EVENT TURN-IN VOTING

Comments

[bulls]

i. the floor + the bending majeans

[ he's just hanging out here where he woke up, he is still laying on the floor and just slowly thumbing through the phone with the most exhausted look on his face. grumbled out with feeling (what feeling? i'unno, it feels bad tho): ]

Australia.

[ when he eventually deigns to Get Up, you can find him rocking the vending machine with snacks in it for a pittance because he's Hungry. shake shake shake shake. there are one or two snacks on the ground already, but he's apparently gunning for the handwich with a sense of familiar longing on his face. the things on the ground are free game though. he is determined. ]

ii. baggage claim

[ opening up this suitcase and just crouching down and putting a thin tool into his belt, but then also lifting up a helmet. he just looks it in the "eye" with a squint. at the helmet directly, as if it is the root of all evil: ]

Leave me alone.

iii. wildcard

[ pc me about it........ ]

ii

[bxkautx]

[ peering over at his helmet? ]

Don't want it?

[bulls]

[ spins it a little in his hands. ]

It's just the last thing I thought I'd find in this suitcase.

[ kicks said suitcase away. ]

Something something beggars and choosers...

i

[honourous]

[ she has her own handwich that is, at this point, half-eaten, but she watches him abandon the other snacks for a moment...

and then comes over, bending down to pick them up. ]

If your footwear is sturdy, a swift kick intermingled with the shaking produced results, although I am unsure if 'tis universal or was simply luck.

[bulls]

[ she may have them. he just keeps rocking it a bit and gives a pause looking down at his legs. he carefully bends his right knee in particular and hums. ]

Alright.

[ kicks the vending machine at mach fuck sharply and a little noise clangs. he grunts and

plonk!

handwich... he stoops to grab it, the vending machine clanging back on all four of its corners, abandoned for food. he is immediately ripping it open with his bear hands. ]

Luck or strategy, doesn't matter. Places like this make me hungry.

[ momf. he'll say thanks in a sec let him chew. ]

ii

[foreverphantom]

I can make that happen for you, if you want.

[bulls]

Eavesdropper.

[ deadpan joke. he tucks the helmet under his arm. ]

Besides, where would you go?

[ gestures widely at the terminal at large! ]

i

[agleam]

[watches him shake the machine for a few moments.]

You, uh - you need any help with that...?

[what possible way is he going to be able to help. a mystery.]

[bulls]

Just being picky.

[ he craves the handwich........ and looks at rupert a second and then back to the machine then back at rupert, putting the machine back on all four corners. ]

Unless shaking this thing does something for you. Then by all means. Feels kinda good.

[ because i have lost all control of my life /stu voice ]

ii

[frotag]

[ you know, ichiban had gotten the sense that this guy was familiar, but wasn't able to place it—until the helmet comes out of his suitcase. ]

...Io?

[bulls]

[ oh he.

he flinches at that name. but he does turn his head to look and blinks a little bit. ]

Ichiban.

[ hah. wow. ok this is fucked up! ]

You can just call me Artemy... I don't want to go by that name if I can help it.

i

[siffrin]

...What's Australia?

[ And then a look of guilt, realizing they were kinda eavesdropping him oops? Sheepish look. ]

[bulls]

[ turns his head and gives a very Big Shrug, but he seems pretty chill. ]

A place very far away, pretty sure. I mean, I think it's far away - depends on where we are right now -

[ drops phone on his face. ]

Ow.

i.

[shirtbag]

[ here boothill comes, rolling his shoulder and cracking his neck even though he has no skin or bones or muscle to speak of. ]

Got your eye on somethin' in there, Partner? Lemme take a whack at it.

[bulls]

[ no Bones! no Skin! all Springs he drops the vendingmajean and steps back a little, arms folding. ]

I have a hunger that only handwiches can satisfy, "Partner"... feeling sentimental in the worst way.

ii

[teenrebellion]

[ hm. okay. ]

You do realize you're the one who picked it up...?

oh wow

[bulls]

I can still -

[ well fuck. slowly turns head. ]

Kazuki...?

ii

[selfimmolation]

[ looking at the helmet? ]

Not a helmet guy?

[bulls]

[ it's a helmet it says hello but in the kind of silence an inanimate object can say hello in. ]

Not a helmet guy anymore.

i

[sixam]

[ he watches this man rage against the machine for a moment before he blows out a puff of smoke, eyeing it for a moment. ]

Need a hand? You, uh, wanna counterbalance so that when it falls it doesn't disappear further in the back, I think.

[bulls]

[ he wouldn't be raging against the machine if it'd just give him his goddamn handwich already. what is a man if not his weird craving for the food he'd been eating since... well. a while. go figure.

eyeballs that puff of purple smoke briefly before patting the machine a little. ]

You an expert? Serious question... [ such wisdom. he's gonna try and follow it. come on handwich, you can do it... ]

iii

[sootprints]

[ after he picks up his items... if artemy passes by the customer service desk, he'll hear something. ]

Psst!

[ but he won't see anything. ]

[bulls]

[ pauses in his passing by the customer service desk and turning on his heel a moment at the noise. sure can't see anything, but he raises a brow. ]

Uh... you say something?

[ peering slowly around the desk? hello? is it the ghost of a customer service rep who got torn to shreds by the last people that were stuck here in baggage claim limbo? ]

i!

[nostradamus]

[wordlessly takes one of the snacks already on the floor and just

watches him keep shaking the machine like it's free entertainment]

i

[peakfan]

[ watches him do this with the dead eyed stare of someone who has already Given UpTM ]