WEEK ZERO: PIZZA PARTY

[saturations]

SURPRISE!

Sunday morning starts peacefully enough, until around noon, when alarms start going off on your phones informing you of a Pizza Party taking place in the Central Node. You can snooze the alarms at first, but they begin to get a little more insistent after a while if you aren't making progress heading down there. If you're being stubborn, you can probably hold out until right at 1 PM, when an archway opens right in front of you and pulls you in.

The central node is comfortable right now, with blankets laid out on the grass and boxes of pizza are set out. Cheese, Pepperoni, Hawaiian, Meat Lovers, Veggie, I could just keep writing types of pizza all day. A few boxes even contain very weird varieties of pizza, but if you give them a try, some of them might be good! Some are as terrible as you'd expect. Otherwise, the pizzas are all warm and delicious, and there's enough for everyone.

The Residents are all already here, waiting for you! Have a fun and cool day!

... Unless?

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Comments

[experimint]

Hm...

Where did the other three go?

[slashay]

Seriously...! [HELLO. He's concerned about Damien and Riff too but...] I've never seen anything demanifest like that.

[experimint]

Should we try to find them?

[slashay]

We can look, but if they've poofed, we probably won't be able to find 'em until they re-manifest.

[Don't just assume sword logic applies.]

[experimint]

I see.

Did they tell you this?

[slashay]

[Shaking his head.]

Nope - that's just what usually happens when this kinda stuff happens... Could be different, so we can still take a look.

[Especially since he's overhearing about no one being able to text them hewwo]

[aitou]

[just nodding along because swords are dumb and unhelpful]

[experimint]

... mm.

Let's try not to jump to too many conclusions, at least, in case we make it worse.

[slashay]

Yeah... We can keep an eye on it.

[brotograph]

Maybe they went to get dessert?

[experimint]

If that's the case, their timing stinks.

[brotograph]

Yeah, it's a bit... well pretty freaky. Maybe they all realized they left their ovens on. At the same time. [ ... ]

That sounds pretty weak, huh?

[experimint]

... the Prism does things based on us, right?

Maybe we should say it's the oven thing. Just in case.

[brotograph]

Yeah, if enough of us say it, it'll be true. Then maybe we'll get cookies out of it.

[experimint]

What kind of cookies would you like?

[9mon]

[He wasn't even part of this conversation.

But now that it's just a paintball gun-]

Gingerbread?

[brotograph]

Been feeling chocolate. Gingerbread could be cool, too.

[pura]

They just... disappeared.

[Putting down her pizza to? Look at her phone?]

[experimint]

See if any of them reply?

[pura]

[She nods, already typing something!

And...?]

They're bouncing back. Try your phone.

[withaswing]

Mine bounced back, too...

[haha...

a]

[experimint]

Oh, fiddlesticks.

[ that's concerning. ]

[pura]

And they say we're overreacting.

[withaswing]

One of them said people like us haven't been here before... so is the Prism... overwhelmed? Maybe it's confused...

[pura]

Maybe... Though I'm getting tired of being told that everything bad that happens is essentially our fault.