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islandia2015-01-03 11:19 am
islandiastaff) wrote in islandia2015-01-03 11:19 am
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DAY 0 - Morning
[Good morning, contestants!
One moment, you were receiving a mysterious envelope marked "Greetings from Islandia". The next moment, you're waking up on a beach.
Twenty-four people are scattered across the sands of a beautiful tropical beach, all somewhere in the middle of waking up. To your right, a sunrise over a gentle sea. To your left, dense, vibrant jungle.
There are two signs of civilization here! One is a shipwreck, about half of a good-sized ship emerging morosely from the waves. The other is a wooden sign at the edge of the jungle, showing simply an arrow pointing deeper into the island. Looking a bit closer, there is a narrow but well-maintained path into the jungle.
Welcome to Islandia!]
THE BEACH
Notably, if you try to investigate that wrecked ship, you will find that it's hollow, and made of plastic.]
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Hibiki is just sprawled out on the beach like she owns the place, snoring softly. Being magically transported to a mysterious beach is NOT going to convince her to wake up at sunrise.]
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[Almost like she's never seen this much in her life. (Which is true)]
This is... I didn't think it was possible....
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What? Where -?
...Where is this place?
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Cornelius!
[And he crawls across the sand to pick the frog up and hug him.]
Oh Cornelius! I missed you! I hope you put on your suncreen before napping!
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Ivlis scrambles to get up before the water could reach him, and go far away from it as possible.]
Gah- what kind of sick joke is this?!
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So there is a very annoyed looking girl walking the edge of the water, trying to figure out exactly where this was.]
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[The relative quiet moment on the beach is disturbed by what sounds like one rather distressed young man shouting at the top of his lungs over there in that corner of the beach.]
Why the crud am I on a beach?! This better not be a trick, man!
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The water wins.
He pulls himself up from where he seems to have fallen unconscious in the sand at some point — must be Tuesday — and barrels right for it like some crazy bastard who's never seen a body of water in his life. ]
Look at all this water!!
[ SOMEONE STOP HIM FROM DROWNING. ]
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Done!
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Oh! What a gorgeous beach. [ she surveys it for a moment before snapping back into her senses ] N-No, now's not the time for that...
[ if she sees anyone walk past her who doesn't look particularly angry, she'll ask: ]
Um, excuse me. Do you happen to know what this place is?
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Ahaha, looks like we're on a beach! I wish I could've brought my swimsuit, it looks like a nice day to go swimming.
[Priorities.]
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[waking up on a damn beach can only have one result. Leorio's standing up and attempting to get all the sand out of his suit. Shaking out the jacket, he tries to remember how he got here, but the card is the only thing.]
Must've been a crazy night...
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[No. Wait. At a second glance it's just some messy-haired teenage nerd in a rumpled school uniform surveying the area]
Ooooi!
[He's waving at you. Yes, you, the individual who is just waking up or passing by the rock to further survey the area]
If you were shipwrecked on a deserted island with no way home, what is the one item you'd bring with you?
[. . . what a weird question]
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Hmm. Real sand. Real ocean too. That settles it! Scientifically speaking, we're at a beach!
[The girl writes something down in her pocket notebook and then pushes herself up to her feet. That shipwreck over there is really intriguing and definitely needs some scientific investigation.]
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Finally.
Peace and quiet. There's no way anyone can bother her up here, right? ]
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Y'know, I might not be any kinda expert on boats, but I'm pretty sure they're not usually made to be toys.
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Mmph. Lucifer, you left the lights on all night. Our electric bill is too high already.
[After a moment he sat up and looked around blearily.]
Wha...?
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there's water—everywhere. it makes his spine tingle in a way that's neither good or bad, but rather a bit of both. he blinks sand-blind eyes behind his shades, licks his lips where the sand clings to them. nah, it's real alright. ]
You gotta be shittin' me.
[ he doesn't know how to swim. ]
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W-what..? Where... [The teen gets to his feet and brushes the sand off his cape, observing his surroundings and the people who were also just awakening. He'd like to be legitimately surprised or angry or something, but honestly he's getting used to weird situations like this, as much as he didn't want to. He liked normal, safe, situations. Situations that were meant to exist, not ones like this where there were no answers to any questions, and he had to just accept that.
Well anyway, there's no time to mope, really. He was worried about his brother, as he left him off in a... difficult situation. And standing around wasn't going to help anything.
So! He's going to approach pretty much anyone, with a nervous smile on his face.]
H-hey! Uh.. d-do you live here or- or happen to know anything about this... [Once again looking at his surroundings.]
...this creepy, what-seems-to-be-abandoned island?
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THE TRAIL
The jungle on either side is full of the sounds of tropical birds and other signs of life. Anyone looking carefully at their surroundings may spot a few trees with ripe papayas hanging from them along the way.]
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Uh, guys, did anyone else see this? Whoever dumped us here, they left another invitation.
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[Iori...]
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THE MC
As you approach, there is someone waiting for you. They're wearing a tuxedo, and also appear to have a mailbox with a grin painted on it instead of a head.]
WELCOME, one and all, to... THE ISLANDIA GAMES!
[A small barrage of fireworks go off above the lodge, and three different spotlights shine on the host. Where are they even shining from?]
I, M.C, will be your host for the next few days, as you compete against one another for the ultimate prize! You will need all of your courage and all of your cunning to overcome your fellow contestants, for the only way to win... is MURDER!
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No, I'm just kidding! Nobody has to murder anyone else. However, the truth is: Six among you are about to be designated as spies! Those six will have to work together in secret to outsmart the other eighteen, while the rest of you are tasked with figuring out who those spies are! Those who are eliminated will be banished to the Loser's Lounge, whereas those who make it to the final round... will have a chance to have any wish granted to them by our very own Multiverse Administrator, G.O.D!
All the rules of the game will be explained to you the moment you step inside the first lounge. Your roles in this game will be assigned to you... RIGHT NOW!
[At that moment, each of you hears a voice in your head, informing you of your role. Roles have now been ICly assigned.]
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WHAT?! [Yup, she heard the murder part and flinched, only to slowly stop losing her shit like a deflating balloon.] O-oh... okay.
So, this is like a big game show?!
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THE LOUNGE
[Welcome to Lounge Number One!
A huge sign in the front hall outlines all of the rules of the game, although it doesn't specify what gold coins can be spend on. Each of you also has your own private room, perfectly soundproof and lockable from the inside. Notable things in each room: A questionnaire to help learn a little about you, a confession cam for sharing your secrets and feelings, and three small golden coins.
No open bar, but a huge luau feast has been laid out for all of you to enjoy. For the rest of the first day, you have nothing to do but kick back, relax, and let the paranoia sink in...]
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EDITED BECAUSE THIS IS MAFIA NOT SURVIVOR whoops
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