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INTRODUCTION
A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.
Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.
Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?
Cabin 2
Who are any of these people. Why is this girl talking about another person he doesn't know?
May as well awnser her question the best he can.]
Uh... Gonta not know who playing trumpet. Also not know who Merlin is. Gonta sorry he don't know more.
[The big guy's obviously not the one playing the trumpets, since he's talking over them.]
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[ sits up and prepares to whip her pillow at the nearest window
but then she stops, and squints, looking around ]
...this ain't my house. [ ........... ] Who're you?
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[What is a poltergeist? Why- oh wait, she's confused too. Better make introductions.]
Gonta's name is... Gonta Gokuhara. Gonta not know where we are. Sorry.
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[ BECAUSE THAT'S THE IMPORTANT PART, HERE...... ]
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[He... Doesn't notice most of the time.]
Oh... Long story. Gonta got lost in forest when he was little kid. Family of wolves found Gonta. Lived with forest family for ten years.
[In other words he was literally raised by wolves.]
Gonta still learning stuff. Sorry if Gonta sound weird.
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[ ..... ]
'kay.
[ you know what, she's not even going to question it. ]
Well, I'm takin' a look around.
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Want Gonta to escort you outside?
[Like a gentleman!]
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[ escort??? gentleman??? does not compute ]
I don't need a guard, trust me.
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[That works too!]
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Jackpot.
[ and then...there's nothing she recognizes of hers. ]
Hey. Whatcha got in yours?
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[Gonta will go into his trunk and dig through it.]
Uh... Gonta find same weird uniforms, underwear, and socks.
[Weird. Gonta isn't even wearing shoes, let alone socks.]
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[ .... ]
Lemme guess. Your animal parents never wore shoes, so neither did you?
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Of course not! Animals no need shoes. Gonta no need them either!
[How do you feel the grass beneath your feet with shoes in the way?]
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Or don't. I'm not your mom.
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[You may not be his mom, but that is sound advice to him.]
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[ she thought there might be an actual battle to get Tarzan the Bugman over here to wear shoes, but ok ]
Well, there's not much else in here. I'm goin' outside to scope this place out.
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You want Gonta to come with you? Gonta want to know where we are too.
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Marisa shrugs ]
If you wanna tag along, sure.
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[Marisa got a new party member!]
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Just keep up or yer gettin' left behind.
[ true to her word, she is fast ]