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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?

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[oceanicbutterfly]

[...

You know what, she's going to sit on a deck chair too. They look comfortable.

Someplace secure, huh?]

Does the phrase "Euclid class" mean anything to you?

[shoveltalks]

Um. No. Is it... Greek?

( she guessed that entirely. )

[oceanicbutterfly]

Yes, he was an ancient Greek mathematician who more or less invented geometry.

[More to the point, Karen's suspicion has been confirmed incorrect, which oddly comes as a relief even though it kind of makes things more complicated.]

In any case, I'm Minazuki Karen.

[shoveltalks]

So it's his fault...

( kurumi is a clever girl. but she is also... a jock. but she shakes off the joke just as quickly. there's more pressing matters. )

... Ebisuzawa Kurumi. Its... nice to meet you. Genuinely. It's just all really weird-