DAY 0 - Morning

[islandiastaff]

[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!]

Comments

[exfired]

... Probably true! Not like I go outta my way to meet birds.

[featherduster]

[ His boot slips

He flails

He faceplants quite soundly into the shallow surf

(Use your judgement to fill in the rest of that question) ]

[exfired]

That sure got you fired up. That interested in solving the mystery, or...?

[exfired]

[excuse you he is a way less fucked up clown. on a scale of 1 to 10 he is only like a 5 on the creep meter. ...y-yeah.]

A clue, huh... Though I thought it'd be a little bit less obvious than a big stinkin' arrow. Go figure! Guess at least the island's real, even if the ship wasn't.

[islandiastaff]

That's exactly right! You get a shot at a wish, and the audience gets entertainment!

[islandiastaff]

You can pick something now if you want, but nothing's getting granted until the very end!

[punchestumors]

I guess there's no choice then... other than staying put and trying to hail a plane. I think it's at least worth checking out.

1/2

[featherduster]

[ That sounds suspiciously like an insurance agent! Perhaps he's begun hallucinating her voice whenever he dares to have any fun at all —

Wait, no. She's actually standing there. ]

[punchestumors]

[This guy was a lot more nervous than the others he had met. Which was probably the appropriate amount of nervousness, all things considered. He shrugs unknowingly.]

As far as I can tell, no one on this beach knows how they got here. So that's something.

[featherduster]

[ He wheels around without missing a beat, gesturing helpfully to the water that's now up to his knees, grinning broadly. Almost like he hasn't seen her in a while, or something! Weird. ]

No, no, this is an ocean, see? [ BC THAT'S CLEARLY WHAT YOU MEANT ] Isn't it amazing?!

[poetryandclarinet]

[Please don't joke about murder, Mr. Mailbox. The last thing this kid needs is to be paranoid about being killed in his sleep, okay.]

W-wishes? [That sounds suspect...] No, no, that can't be right. I-it's impossible to grant wishes... isn't it?

...well, I- I mean I have met witches before, so maybe.. a wish isn't entirely as impossible as I thought. [And there's also the weird voice in his head telling him about his role so. Well okay wishes aren't the weirdest thing here after all. Gotta get your priorities straight, Wirt.]

So- so uh, are you wearing some kind of costume? Or did you.. throw a rock at a mailbox and wound up cursed?

[candyrocks]

[Yeah, he isn't at all surprised by that initial response. He's just happy Wirt is awake and talking to him, instead of being even gloomier than usual, and when Wirt starts to walk off he just follows along.

He definitely doesn't expect Wirt to suddenly hug him and start apologizing, though. It's a little weird, but Greg is pretty used to not getting what Wirt is upset about. It's just that usually when Wirt is upset about something that doesn't seem like anything to be upset about, he starts yelling at Greg. Hugging him means this must be serious. He pulls his arm out of the hug and reaches to pat Wirt on the back.]

Pat pat! It's okay! I forgive you for not supervising Cornelius' swimming lesson.

[candyrocks]

All right. Well, you can just save my wish until then. Is Cornelius playing, too? Did he get a role also?

Re: THE MC

[featherduster]

[ Taking all of this in stride, almost like being kidnapped for reality television or other similar absurdities is a daily occurrence. ]

Hey, bossman! [ Which is, henceforth, your name ] The loser's lounge isn't full of creepy torture devices or anything, right? It's not always safe to assume, sometimes you gotta lay these things out.

[punchestumors]

[No, he's just simple minded and excitable.]

Yeah? Well, not that I care what the rest of you do, but I'm pretty invested in finding out why the hell I ended up with a ton of strangers on an island. I was heading into the city last I checked.

Anyway, if it IS a movie set, then that means civilization.

[livefreely]

Well, a guy usually wants to see a girl in a bikini and then go... "Nice," right?

[She flashes a thumbs up as she says that, imitating a gruff young man.]

Yeah. I don't want to leave anyone behind, just in case we get lost.

[poetryandclarinet]

N-no, no, no, not- not for that. [He wasn't even aware that he had to supervise his swimming.... anyway.]

I-I haven't been a good brother to you, Greg. I just.. gave up, back there. And wh-when I woke up, it was snowing and freezing and- and I tried looking for you. I thought you might've gotten hurt or- or froze to death out there or something! And it was my fault you wandered off like that in the first place. [He lets go and sits back a little, to rub his eye a tiny bit. He was honestly very worried, and he's just relieved to see Greg alive and okay right now.]

[featherduster]

[ There is a comically long moment where he seems intent to continue running even while scruffed, and has to slowly and deliberately walk himself backwards when the slack of Wolfwood's arm runs out. ]

Oh good, you're here. [ Deadpanned. He was aLMOST ENJOYING HIMSELF ] How the heck would I know how to swim?! You can walk in water, too, y'know!

[poetryandclarinet]

Oh. I-I see... [Well that's. Disconcerting.]

Aren't there any signs around, or something? There's got to be some kind of civilization here or something...

[featherduster]

[ An audible gasp, like her wish has just imparted them with great and fantastic wisdom. ]

That's a really good idea.

[ YOU'VE GOT THE RIGHT PRIORITIES LINED UP IN LIFE, KIDDO ]

[punchestumors]

We're out in nature, you know...

[if the fruit didn't get eaten it'd just do, you know, what fruit is meant for other than being eaten. Seeds and shit. Also that's gross how he's just licking it off his hand, who even knows where that's been.]

[punchestumors]

Sign? I thought this was a desert island...

[Leorio scratches his head. It wasn't good to just assume that, was it? He looks around. Sure enough, there is something unusual at the edge of the jungle, though it's far away.]

Maybe over there!

[poetryandclarinet]

[She's going to wish. To be able to eat cake without health problems. A wish, that could potentially grant anything you want. Wasted... on cake...

Well you know, that's none of Wirt's business, anyway. So let's just. Skip around that subject and start with formalities.]

Uh h-hello. I'm Wirt... [Okay good, good. Introductions are out of the way. Now for some casual conversation!]


..you... you must be really passionate about cake, to use a wish on it, like that. [Okay, he can't resist bringing it up..]

[candyrocks]

[Oh no, that actually makes him feel sad. He knows Wirt thinks a lot of things that seem really silly to him. Things like people making fun of him, or not wanting him at their party, or not wanting to hear him play clarinet. But of all the things Wirt could think, thinking he's a bad brother is just about the worst.

He lets Wirt let go a little, but continue to pat him.]

I don't think you're a bad brother. And...nothing bad happened to be your fault! [He was the one who was goofing off when he was supposed to be leader...but he doesn't need to admit that right now.] I didn't get hurt or go anywhere dangerous, I just went to beat the Beast so you could stop being lost forever!

[poetryandclarinet]

[Yeah, assuming it's a desert island isn't the best idea, but Wirt kind of assumed that too. It's a good thing he's good at being in denial about bad situations.]

Oh, I- I haven't noticed that before. Let's go check it out! [MAYBE IT'LL POINT THEM TO A CITY WITH PHONES AND CARS AND HELP]