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[pinkprismstaff]

You don't remember getting knocked out.

That's the best descriptor for the feeling you experience before you wake up. There's a glittering absence of color to your field of vision, and a sensation that you aren't yourself, you aren't anything in particular. Abruptly, unpleasantly, you wake up in a strange, sunny location. Where that is might vary--laying in a sun chair on the pool deck, draped over the skee-ball machine in the arcade, face down in a cart in the laundry room....or just stretched out in the long, long expanse of sand surrounding the island.

There doesn't seem to be anyone else here, aside from the others who have woken up and have as little clue where they might be as you do. It's a silent, empty island filled with a lot of questions and few clear answers. What you can conclude are a few things: that you don't get hungry or tired, that any wounds you have don't seem to either heal or worsen, and leaving the island doesn't seem to be possible.

Maybe it would be good to meet with the others who have woken up?

Comments

[birdysnatcher]

Ask the locals.

[She tilts her head at the - friendly, by her standards - stranger.]

Don't you know?

[ghostinmichelle]

I was kinda hoping you were a local, actually. I woke up in a pile of gift shop flamingos here about an hour ago, so I'm gonna go ahead and say I don't know much more about this place than you do. I mean, it looks like Earth, but... it's not like I've ever been anywhere else.

[ A squint at the magic(? alien?) coat. ]

Have you?

[birdysnatcher]

[The cat's long out of the bag, it's not something she advertises, but why hide it?]

Only Meta. You can't leave the homeworld unless you're a full citizen. You can't even visit some of the moons.

[Ugh. Bureaucracy.]

If only we could see the stars. Then we could figure this out.

[ghostinmichelle]

...So. You're an alien.

[ Sure!! Why not!!! Misaki's already tenuous smile freezes slightly, like it'll slide off her face if she doesn't make a very conscious effort to keep it there. ]

Okay, well, that's one we should be able to solve pretty easily, right? Just wait until night, if, you know, night is a thing they have here. I hope you know your stars, though, 'cause I'm not gonna be too much help. There's a reason I'm not in the Astronomy Club. Uh. At least three reasons, actually.

[ Yeah, her mouth's pretty much on autopilot at this point. This morning she got magically dropped on murder beach island and now she's having a conversation with a straight-up alien. Well, Misaki, you did it. You finally went round the ol' bend. Can't say you didn't have a good run of things. ]

[birdysnatcher]

[Well…at least she believes her. It’s a low bar to meet, but the validation makes up for the rest of the awkwardness in Misaki’s reaction. No talk of drugs or denial; she doesn’t need to tell her to “get with the universe”.

Not bad, Earth girl.

She tilts her head with interest.]

What reasons?