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collectedlogs2020-06-30 06:04 pm
collectedmods) wrote in collectedlogs2020-06-30 06:04 pm
Entry tags:
- 9s,
- azula,
- 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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[His hysterics immediately fade, giving way to annoyance. He probably shouldn't be burning bridges already with what a complete asshole he is, so rather than leave it at that Eggman (begrudgingly) offers a hand.]
Sorry about that. [No he isn't.] But you can't blame a guy for freaking out.
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A number of questions race through his head; where was this? Who the hell is this guy? (And why is he dresses so weird?) Why is there so much water? None of them come out in the moment, instead belatedly gripping his hand. ]
That kind of hurt, you know.
[ It's a little grumbly. In 9S' defense, he couldn't see where he was grabbing, but he's going to guess he got a hold of this guy instead of the architecture. Still, he begins to hoist himself up—and Eggman might find he's a bit heavier than a normal guy his size should be. ]
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[He isn't expecting to have to strain himself when he pulls on 9S to lift him up, so he's cut off mid sentence. Fortunately despite his rotund build, Eggman's got a deceptive amount of strength behind those stringy looking limbs of his. After the initial bout of surprise, he braces himself properly and actually pulls the android right out of the water and onto the escalator's first step.
Only to immediately let go and rub his shoulder, whining. Loudly.]
Yeesh! What's with you?! You're way heavier than you look!
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He'd offer his thanks, but he wrinkles his nose instead. ]
Well, if it weren't for all this water...
[ He straight up sinks, and an utterly drenched uniform likely isn't helping matters, either. (Of course, the last thing 9S would guess right now is that there's a normal human being right here trying to haul up a hunk of metal.) ]
It took me forever to get this far.
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[He offers dryly, not actually helpfully. Eggman removes a glove and wrings it out, but his nose turns up at the stench that the water has left on them.]
Ugh. Somehow I doubt this place is in good enough condition to offer dry cleaning...my gloves are ruined.
[Humans have weird priorities, as he will learn.]
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And it's not the strangest priority to have, really; 9S is not a fan of feeling soggy, but he can't recall a time he felt so repulsed by it. Somehow it feels grimy, or maybe it's the smell getting to him. Before climbing further up the escalator, he stands dripping at the step, head craning upwards. ]
... Where is this?
[ He doesn't recognize such a building, nor does 9S know how he could've gotten here. His last memory is... he has to take a moment to think about it—his thoughts aren't as clear as they should be, but if nothing else, he was definitely not anywhere near a place where stumbling upon another person was a possibility. ]
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[He leans over the rail of the escalator, both hands braced against it as he stretches out and squints behind his glasses.]
Though...from what I can make out of old signs or writing on the walls, I'm pretty sure that's English. [He leans back then.] So that narrows it down.
[And he's climbing up those stairs now, though with the slow, miserable steps of a man drenched in stinking black water.]
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Which would be something of interest were the how he got here not his next immediate thought. He had to have been out for the count—9S certainly did not get dumped into fifteen feet or water on his own—likely, considering what he last recalls. (A fight to the bitter end, but if he didn't come out of it successful... that he's still alive to think back on it at all is another surprise in itself.) ]
English... [ 9S echoes to himself, thoughtfully. ] What countries had used that again?
[ Thankfully language barriers were not an obstacle for androids, but they did have enough records from the old world to know they existed in the past. ]
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[Eggman, meanwhile, considers this just another day in the office, especially given he was toying with extremely powerful relics that could have most likely thrown him into the future, or some weirdo alternate dimension. It's the reason he's so relaxed about the whole situation, despite his irritability.
Mostly cause he's always irritated.]
But...it all seems a little American to me, if you had a gun to my head and told me to guess. It'll take some looking around to figure it out.
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[ If 9S sounds clueless, it's because he is. As luck would have it though, whoever this guy is, he sounds a lot like he has more of an idea, despite his own confusion in their circumstances. ]
I've never been to any of the American territories before. Have you?
[ It sounds likely, if he sounds so familiar with it. ]
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[Even been to space. He sounds very proud as he says it too, mostly because any of those times he was causing trouble, not just traveling.
But hey, what people don't know won't hurt them.]
You, though...you don't get around much, do you?
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The question in turn is initially met with a tired exhale, taking this moment to finally begin ascending up the rest of the rusted escalator. ]
No. Wherever command ordered me to go, I went, but most of my work was focused in one region.