INTRODUCTION

[petoskeymods]

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?

Comments

Cabin 2... and... on top of it

[velocirainbow]

[ When Cielo wakes up in his bunk, in Cabin 2, he immediately falls out of the top bunk and onto the floor, panicked at the sounds of that trumpet. ]

Waaah! Holy crap!

[ Elegant. ]

Jeez, what de heck?! Where is dis?

[ Gonna just. Get up to glance outside, don't mind him. ]

... Somethin' tells me dis ain't de Junkyard anymore.

[ After that, Cielo can be found on the roof of Cabin 2, just... refusing to participate and drinking in his surroundings like a confused bird. How the FUCK did he get up there. He's just perched up there. Refusing to get a nametag. ]

Outside Cabin

[warmyyarny]

Damn right it isn't! It's some strange campsite!

[Apparently he thought the Junkyard part was literal]

[velocirainbow]

You tellin' me, mon! Ain't no rain, ain't no clouds, got all dese big tall... brown... green things?

[ POINTING AT A TREE. What's a tree. ]

Dis what Nirvana be like? It's... really bright. And loud.

[warmyyarny]

Trees. The word is trees. [Must be a really sheltered guy if he doesn't know what a tree is, Kanji thinks] Ain't Nirvana that place you reach when you do yoga or whatever?

[That state of relaxation? Is it even called Nirvana?]

[velocirainbow]

... Yoga? What de heck is dat? No, mon, Nirvana is de place--it's supposed to be dis place where dere's no more fightin'. No more devourin' or pain or sufferin' an' nobody's got to die.

[ Confusion. He's got it. This guy--he looks like he could belong in the Junkyard easily, Cielo thinks. But he doesn't act like it. ]

[warmyyarny]

Sounds like...pretty much everywhere. Only really screwed up places has somethin' like people dying or pain.

[The world is overall peaceful, you know!]

In the cabin

[yunolikebugs]

[What is this place. Who are these people. Why this person talking about junkyards?]

Uh... This place no look like junkyard at all.

[Uh... He was thinking of a literal junkyard. That this place is not.]

Gonta not sure what going on.

[velocirainbow]

It really don't. Dere ain't no rain or none of my comrades... it's so bright and... colorful.

[ He sighs. ]

I dunno what's goin' on either. So dat at least makes two of us.

[yunolikebugs]

[Gonta glances out the window for a minute.]

You not know where your friends are too?

[He can return the sentiment. Really, they were RIGHT THERE a few seconds ago.]

[velocirainbow]

Friends? ... Yeah. Dat's a good word for 'em. My comrades... dey're not here. Dere's a few of 'em. Five total. We're all dat's left.

[ ... Those words make his heart ache, but he tries not to think too hard about it. ]

You missin' your comrades too? Maybe we got taken hostage by some enemy Tribe. But dat don't make no sense. We wiped 'em all out...

[yunolikebugs]

Huh...

[He does know the feeling of losing friends one by one... It's not a good feeling.]

There no tribe that Gonta knows of... But Gonta misses his classmates already.

outside

[sophistryking]

Oh no, a burglar... Creeping about the rooftops, whatever will we do?

[Deadpan, only raising his voice enough to be heard.]

[velocirainbow]

Creepin'? Really? Bein' in de safest spot, away from dem--

[ And he points at the Pastor and Stan and Red. ]

--And you call me creepy?! Dey're waaaaay scarier den me, bro! Got some seriously bad vibes! Bet dat creepy guy just wants to devour us.

[sophistryking]

[He looks over, then back.]

Have you not seen one before? They all look like that.

[velocirainbow]

One what? One creep? I seen plenty a creeps.

[ HUFF. ]

I'm tellin' you, he's a demon. I can't see his mark, but dat don't mean much. Don't trust de wrinkly guy either. Reminds me of somebody I knew.

Top of Cabin 2

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka was a little busy, in the immediate aftermath of awakening, to give all the squawking around him the proper consideration -- but he does remember Cielo being one of the really loud ones when he spots him later, up on the roof, apparently sulking while everyone else is milling about confusedly mobbing the adults, or something? He's remarkably quiet, anyway.

His stare upwards is curious at first, then contemplative -- he hasn't chanced climbing the trees so far, because who knows what they're capable of, but it'd be nice to get a bird's eye view... Cielo might hear a little thumping and bumping from below in a moment as his cabinmate promptly mashes the button for a Step combo makes use of the cabin's windows and eaves to climb and swing his way up to the roof. Even without his God Arc on hand, he's light enough on his feet for that.

Eventually, his head pops up on the other end of the roof there.]

... Hello.

[Best not to startle the resident bird off the rafters.]

[velocirainbow]

[ He's not sulking, he just misses his friends and distrusts the fuck out of this camp, okay. He'll put on a big smile as soon as he sees Lenka, though. ]

Ohhhh, you were in de Cabin, right?

[ He has a remarkably good memory for faces. Despite earlier. ]

Whatcha think? About our creepy creepy kidnappers?

[soylentprotag]

[He tends to go to high places to brood and think too hard, so it's possible he's just projecting. Lenka gives a nod to acknowledge the welcome and the recognition, though, expression brightening a little before he hops up on the roof proper to come sit beside Cielo. From here, the forest seems even more deep and endless.

If they were to escape, he would choose the lake, first off.]

They're... prepared.

[Kidnappers is as good a word as any to call them, even if their circumstances make him a bit (or a lot) more uneasy than that. Snatching him out of the bowels of Fenrir's base is at the very least more than a lot of mere kidnappers would manage, never mind how light a sleeper he actually is.]

I don't think there's anyone in our cabin from the same place.

[Which sure is another thing, isn't it?]

[velocirainbow]

Ja... dat sure is somethin'. After talkin' to de creeps personally and talkin' to some of de others here, I can safely say dat's definitely de case. And... it's weird, ain't it?

[ Frowning as he kicks his legs over the side of the cabin roof. ]

What de heck would you be doin', pullin' people from so many different places? Strategically, it's a bit... weird. I dunno, though. I ain't de one in our Tribe dat makes all de strategies. I just fight and repair our stuff and help with de guns.

[stingingremarks]

Tsk, you were in a junkyard before this? No wonder this cabin reeks...

[Chloe is still figuring out what's going on. But why not take it out on everyone else while she's at it.]

[velocirainbow]

Why would it smell?

[ HE IS SO CONFUSED. ]

It was rainin' right before we left and de whole place exploded.

[stingingremarks]

Junkyards are full of garbage. That's why they're called junkyards, no? And even wet garbage stinks. Seems like an obvious connection to me.

[She's just going to gloss over the explosion because she doesn't really get what that has to do with anything??]

[velocirainbow]

... Not really? De Junkyard as I know it is really just full'a demons, sista.

[ Blink blink. ]

You a little bit strange, thinkin' de Junkyard be a place where trash goes. It's a place where war goes.

roof of cabin 2

[contrarianism]

[ looks idly up at cielo perched on the roof. it's fine. he knows someone who does parkour, this isn't new to him (yet.) ]

What can you see from up THERE?

[velocirainbow]

[ Looks at lake. Looks at trees. ]

Whole lotta water, brudda. Bet dere demons in dat water.