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sevenvices2016-02-08 12:32 am
vicedirector) wrote in sevenvices2016-02-08 12:32 am
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week 0 - introduction
 ♫ monday At promptly 9AM Monday morning, every television in the hotel turns on. For a moment, static blares loud enough to wake anyone still sleeping, but it quickly fades out into a patternless gray image. After a few seconds of silence, a woman begins speaking. "Good morning. Thank you for waiting so patiently the past two days." Her voice is soft and easy on the ears, albeit a little flat and monotone. "If you would please gather in the chapel within the next half hour, we will be happy to provide you with answers pertaining to the current situation." Anyone not in their rooms will hear the voice echoing throughout the town as if via speaker system, though there are no actual speakers visible. Those who purposefully dawdle and delay going to the chapel will be subjected to their alarm clocks going off until they get up and leave. Upon entering the chapel, everyone will find that candles have been lit, and a small table with various pastries, simple sandwiches, and juices has been set up in front of the altar. More importantly, though, are the 36 booklets placed on the pews. Curiously, they contain photos and profiles of everyone in the town--some with startling details. There are also a few blank pages near the end. After the last person enters, the doors lock. The chapel is tiny, and very much cramped with 36 people inside, though the pews are still numerous enough to accommodate everyone--just barely. But you may as well get comfy, because it won't be another half-hour until someone shows up. >Mingle? This is another open mingle for the beginning of the plot. NPC interaction will come later in the day. profiles |
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Don't worry, it's just a shitty booklet. I bet you have a fuckton of skills. Like being tall and good looking.
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Yeah, you're right. I mean, it just doesn't make sense not to list my talent...
[HE'S SO UPSET but hang on, let him just flip to Roxy's to see if he can find any evidence to help prove these booklets are full of shit.]
Like... the stuff in yours can't be...?
[Okay wow that's what one might call a fuckton of skills.]
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... Mine's missing my Rogue powers but I don't have them here anyway, so.
But just because some are accurate doesn't mean others aren't? We already know whoever did this is a jackass.
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[BEING ABLE TO FLY SEEMS LIKE ENOUGH OF A POWER AS IT IS why do some people have all the talents (ha)]
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at least her talents weren't made by brain surgery like SOME PEOPLE ]
Well, my Rogue of Void powers. Like, I can steal nothing from objects so they become things. I made an alien egg, it was a real accomplishment of believing in myself and that shit. And I can turn invisible, intangible... some other ridic shit. It's because I'm god-tier.
[ how does that help, roxy ]
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...
[This all sounds fantastic. Fantastic like fake, not fantastic like incredible. ...Okay, both meanings of the word, honestly.]
R-right... but you can fly, right? You can still do that here, instead of... all that other stuff you could do wherever you're from?
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[ To prove it, she lifts off the ground a couple feet, then drops back down. ]
So there's that, though it's limited as frick.
... Maybe you just don't have your powers or skills here? Like they've been nerfed because you're too OP?
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[He doubts it, though. There's no way he has something that would have to be limited compared to all the other things people here are supposedly capable of.]
It just doesn't make sense. Like they're just messing with me.
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[Ugh skills: none. How uncool can you be.]