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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

[prime_spacetime]

[The Sonic Orb bounces a few times at such speed that anyone else would be SUPER DEAD, but for him this is normal acrobatics. The ball finally slows enough for him to uncurl... right into a lazy breakdance-like move]

Heh, hardly.

[shoveltalks]

Oh thank God, I was not prepared for that.

( nevermind that she's lived amongst death for months now, she doesn't want to add... whatever this guy is to the list. especially when the others aren't here to support her. )

Man. And here I thought my time on the track team was good. Wh-o even are you?

( no she did not almost say what )

[prime_spacetime]

[He bounces to his feet and trots over, offering his hand]

Sonic the Hedgehog.

[That, somehow, answers both]

[shoveltalks]

... Huh. I gotta say, you're the first hedgehog like you that I've ever seen.

( maybe she's going crazy, finally? )

I'm Kurumi Ebisuzawa. ... So like. The forest. What's up with that?