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Entry tags:
- 9s,
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- cinnabar,
- constantin d'orsay,
- dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- dorothea arnault,
- dr. ivo 'eggman' robotnik,
- eichi tenshouin,
- eren yeager,
- felix hugo fraldarius,
- goro akechi,
- harrowhark nonagesimus,
- haymitch abernathy,
- historia reiss,
- intro log,
- leone abbacchio,
- lottie person,
- misa amane,
- prompto argentum,
- raylan givens,
- rei sakuma,
- ren amamiya,
- ruby rose,
- schuldig,
- silver the hedgehog,
- sylvain jose gautier,
- villanelle,
- wataru hibiki,
- zuko
INTRO LOG #1
INTRO LOG #1
Welcome to Collected’s first Intro Log! The information we’ve provided about the setting is not exhaustive - feel free to interact with the setting as you see fit. Rather than have specific prompts, our event posts throughout the game will generally have information listed out like this and players may come up with their own prompts.
If you have questions about the setting or the intro log, please ask them HERE in the comment thread! And most of all, have fun, shoppers.
PROMPTS
The first thing anyone does is gasp for air.
It’ll feel like the first breath you’ve taken in years. That’s right; before you can even become aware of your surroundings, the most immediate thing they’ll process is that you’re in water. Foul smelling water - like rotten eggs and decay. It’s pitch black, and you’re swimming in it with only your head above the surface. If the smell doesn’t deter you, the longer you stay in will; the water stings to have on your skin, chemical in nature.
So - you need to get out. This water can’t be okay to stay in. Once you’ve gathered enough about your surroundings, you’ll see that you’re inside a mall, of sorts. There’s a large (non-functioning) escalator in front of you that will lead you to the semi-safe havens of the second floor - but be careful, because everyone’s going to be gunning for that only exit.
» Once on the second floor, exploring will lead you to a few notes of interest: Long windows and tall glass doors show the conditions outside. The sky is a burnt orange, and there is a thick sort of fog on the horizon. Nothing for miles in every direction - just an empty parking lot, completely devoid of life or any sign that anyone has come across this place in many years. Even so, you’ll find the windows and doors unlocked, so getting outside is easy… the problem is what’s out there.
A trip outside will make it instantly clear why you see no life outside the mall’s walls: exposure to the radioactive sun outside causes your skin to bubble with welts, and the thick, toxic air of the outside is impossible to inhale without keeling over. It’s blistering hot, too. Even non-organic creatures would melt or be eroded by the sun’s radioactive qualities. One thing is abundantly obvious: you cannot survive outside. Not now, at least. Those who receive a burn or other damage from the conditions outside will discover that strangely enough, upon returning inside the mall, the wound begins to heal up on its own. Slowly, and extremely painfully, but it’s healing. That’s strange…
» Another thing of note is that there’s a food court on the second floor. There, you’ll find a variety of abandoned restaurants that have varying amounts of non-perishables inside - canned vegetables and preserved meats, as well as dusty old jars of sauces and the like. There are a few walk-in freezers with hefty locks on them, but if the locks are broken or picked, there’s actually some frozen rations, as well! Many of them are not labelled, so the dining experience will be pretty hit or miss. None of the stoves or cooking appliances in the food court work anymore, either, so you’ll have to get creative when it comes to cooking up these ingredients. (Or just, you know, eat them cold.)
» Throughout the mall’s bathrooms, water fountains, and gym showers, you’ll find that all the water in the mall is suspiciously clean. Like, way too clean to be normal in a place as run-down and clearly abandoned as this. You’ll find that toilets flush completely fine, and shower water heats up (eventually). Should you be grateful, or concerned?
» There’s an electronics store on the second floor, as well, along with a internet cafe. Should you try to turn on the computers in the internet cafe, you’ll find that it only opens to the same forum page: a site called Mall Watch. It’ll prompt you to make an account and password if you try posting to it. In the electronics store, you’ll also find that any phone you forage for and try to boot up will also only open up to this forum page. Weird!
» If you’re looking for a place to sleep, the department stores of the mall still have a variety of furniture sets collecting a lot of dust. Then again, no one’s around to tell you where to sleep - and maybe you don’t trust all these new faces you arrived with. If you’re okay sleeping on the floor of a random store, more power to you.
» You’ll probably want to do something about your clothes that were stained by the black water on the first floor.. try foraging for some clothes! Looking around, you’ll find that some clothes stores have some stock left over, though everything’s generally a mess in clothing stores - it’ll take you some time to find anything that’ll fit you. Looking around enough on this second floor, you might end up stumbling across some of your own belongings or clothing, or those of your peers.
More than anything, the longer you explore and scavenge the mall, you’ll recognize how eerily silent it is. If not for you and your peers here, this place would be totally desolate. Clearly, there’s no one around for miles, and as far as you can tell, you’ll only be able to survive here for as long as the supplies here last. No one’s coming to save you - no one even knows you’re here. In every sense of the word, you are alone.
For now.
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[He shrugs. His general faith in people is minimal at best, military or not.
Waiting around for them to rescue you won't keep you fed. Won't stop you from being burnt alive by that air either, if it ever ends up getting too mixed up with the air here. I suggest you worry less about rescue and more about that.
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[He knows Haymitch is right, but geez. Can't anything be easy anymore?
He pushes himself away from the window and turns to the man, crossing his arms only a little self-consciously.]
Not really anything we can do about the air though, right? I mean... it's air. [It'll get in if it gets in... which he hopes it doesn't!]
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[He's used to force fields, after all, and gasses that stay right where the gamemakers want them. He sighs faintly as he looks Prompto over: a split-second thing, nothing more, but he's not taking any chances around here.]
Got a name?
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Prompto. Uh, Prompto Argentum.
[He nods in greeting.]
And you're...?
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[Actually . . . he wonders if Prompto will recognize the name. He's far from the most famous of victors, but on the other hand, people usually vaguely recognize the name. Or they did, once.
For that matter: what kind of name is Prompto? It sticks out at him, unusual in any district he can think of. Capitol, maybe? It's not out of the question. So: let's experiment.]
You know the name?
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socially awkwardpolite to ask.]Nooo, can't say that I do... [Oh crap, is this guy like... nobility, or some kind of bigwig around the Citadel? Prompto always thought it would be easier to know when he was talking to someone important.] Should I...?
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[What an oddly cryptic answer.]
Where you from?
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Insomnia. You?
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[Because nobody around here has heard of it. Because he's never heard of anywhere they're from, and it's starting to make him anxious.]
Which means whoever took us all has a lot of power. Fantastic.
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Lucis... uh, my home country. It was in a war with a really powerful nation called Niflheim. Don't you think it could be someone like that?
[He wouldn't put it past them.]
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[It's certainly not out of the question, though it's a bit of a struggle to imagine other countries. Other countries that are entirely separate from the chaos of Coin and Snow and the mess of the games, god, what must that be like?]
Feels kinda random for a whole government. I mean, I'm not exactly somebody important, and you don't look it either.
[Wow, rude.]
So why the two of us? I'm not even from your country.
[A beat, and he waves away the question. Prompto doesn't have answers anymore than he does, and it's a little useless to ask.]
We'll find out sooner or later.
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So he can't argue that point.]
I hope so. But I also hope help comes sooner rather than later.