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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]

[.... so yeah Sonic walks past all this drama, chewing on a chili dog he scrounged up in the kitchens. He pauses, looking at all the drama and the new human.

Huh. Whatever.

Keeps walking]

[ghostinmichelle]

...Someone please tell me a three-foot blue tanuki didn't just walk past us eating a hot dog.

[photoning]

Was that the "little man" Akutagawa met???

[kurohato]

That was him, yes. The little man. That was Sonic.

[confirm...]

[photoning]

Takes all sorts...

[Does she? Have to include Sonic in the conversation? He almost looks laid back...]

Well, we don't have to all crowd Misuzu-chan at once. He can hear about it later.

[kurohato]

Mm. Perhaps at tomorrow's meeting, if we were still serious about those. Should get the word out, just in case.

[he'll make sure sonic knows. that's his buddy(?).]

[photoning]

We probably should be prepared to have meetings, if Misuzu-chan really has been stuck here for six months... Poor girl.

[It's hard to believe that story. And if the story is true, the situation is all the more hopeless. But they gotta stay positive and empathetic.]

And hopefully by then we'll have a head count of everyone too. That'll help if people are coming and going.

[kurohato]

We may have to prepare for a long-term stay here as well, then. [He sighs.] One that may be dangerous. Potentially.

[He crosses his arms.]

I'm keeping a mental registry of everyone I've met thus far, so I'll be aware if someone suddenly goes missing out of that number...

[photoning]

[She can't help but crack a smile at that. Mental registry, it's so pretentious.]

At least we haven't seen any sources of danger so far today. It'll have to come out of nowhere...

[Which could happen. Just like their kidnapping. Wow. Eerie.]

[kurohato]

So stay on your guard. Maybe get weapons just in case.

[...okay, he picks up on that]

What? What's that face for?

[he doesn't realize he sounds pretentious,]

[photoning]

Mmmmhmmm...

[Mahiru is deep in thought. She's not a fan of weapons, but she doesn't want to be a burden either... So there's a "snaps out of it" moment at his prying.]

No, it's nothing. I just didn't know you have a whole memory palace and everything.

[ghostinmichelle]

That was a man!?

[ behold, a man ]

[photoning]

I guess he's a guy. A guy hedgehog. [No offense intended if not.] Akutagawa might have been a little poetic there. They had been exploring the boundaries of the forest together.

[So, y'know, he's not just stuffing his face.]

[prime_spacetime]

[called back as he goes]

Hedgehog, actually!

[It's okay, he can't tell most of you humans apart either]

[ghostinmichelle]

...Sure, he can talk too. That's fine.

[ she's already met at least 1 alien here it's whatever by now ]

[prime_spacetime]

[He finally stops walking and turns, sucking the last bit of chilli off his gloves]

I mean- [suck] - so can you, but you don't see me making a big deal out of it.

[ghostinmichelle]

Yeah, I guess that's fair. I've just never met a hedgehog that can talk before. And in my defense, I haven't met that many hedgehogs.

[ And she's pretty sure any hedgehogs she has met weren't the size of a preschooler, or blue. But she's not gonna get nitpicky about it. ]

[wingtied]

A weird dog!

[ chance that misuzu has seen a hedgehog before: low ]