WEEKEND ZERO: MINGLE

[saturations]

GREETINGS

Unnerving. That may be the best word to describe how the vibes feel as your sight begins to clear and you find yourself on the ground. The air is chilly, and you don't see anything that may represent the sun or the moon for a sense of time. You look around expecting to find some sort of buildings, wildlife, or anything of use, but your immediate line of vision only shows a sprawling monochrome landscape.

Are you feeling adventurous? As you get to your feet, you have the opportunity to wander further and begin assessing the situation. You'll quickly find that the only thing on your person are the clothes on your back. Traveling will eventually lead you to a few areas, though none of them appear very promising either.

Don't stray too far, however. While there are few hints of plant life (nothing nourishing, nothing satisfying), you won't find much else. There's no food or running water; resources seem scarce. The further you go, the more you begin to feel colder and weaker. Your eyes begin to play tricks on you, and everything ahead of you looks unfocused and even more gray than before. An imminent sense of danger hangs above you...you can't quite pinpoint why, but your gut instinct says there's something else out there just lying beyond your reach.

Perhaps you'll have luck another day. For now, it seems as though your only option is to make use of the areas you do have access to and try to settle in. But don't worry, you aren't alone. There's 35 other people just waiting to see what you'll do next.

Welcome to your weekend zero intro to chroma! While characters have access to the locations available, they do not have access to anything else including their home items. Please note that characters do not know what their primary color or complementary colors are as of yet, and IC profiles are not in-play at this time.

Things of note!

► You can find food (cotton candy, stale hot dog buns with no hot dogs, etc) in the carnival, but none of it is filling. It's monochrome, and you're hungry again five minutes later.
► There's water in the mansion but it's kind of grey.
► Seriously, it's cold.
► You arrive in your canon outfit. It is also monochrome, like someone drained the dye out of your clothes.

Stay tuned for more updates throughout the weekend, and happy settling!

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Comments

[highrisk]

What? Nah.

Maybe something more, like... In between?

[fleshedout]

Between?

[Weird choice of word, she thinks.]

Something not quite the present, then?

[highrisk]

Yeah, like we're... Stuck.

... I don't know.

[ looks a little self conscious about this guess? ]

[fleshedout]

...

[She purses her lips, thinking.]

A..."neighboring world", perhaps?

[highrisk]

Or a parallel dimension or... Something. Sci-fi crap.

[fleshedout]

"Dimension"?

[She's an oldie, man, what is that.]

But...could be that. [She's frowning deeply now.] It seems very likely, based on experience.

[highrisk]

Like a different plane of reality. I don't know.

I don't actually have any experience with that... Do you?

[fleshedout]

...

[She shrugs her shoulders, though she does so with a slight wince.]

It doesn't seem like what I know.

[highrisk]

[ hm. interesting. ]

Welllll perfect. With our powers combined we still know jack.

[fleshedout]

Mm. Hardly ideal.

[it SUCKS]

...What happened to you before you came here?

[highrisk]

Nothing happened to me.

[ okay, weirdly defensive. ]

What about you, what happened to you?

[fleshedout]

...

[A huff.]

In that vein, I guess nothing happened to me either.

[Two can play at that game!!]

[highrisk]

Oh, well good. Having any leads would make this too easy.

[ he's not grumping at her specifically, he is just. grumping. ]

[fleshedout]

[A huff - almost vaguely amused.]

Of course. Whoever put us here clearly didn't want us just to walk out of here like its nothing. A good trap never lets anyone out like that.

[highrisk]

I'm not in the habit of trapping people, so I wouldn't know.

[fleshedout]

Good. Else I might have to put you down.

[It is exceedingly difficult to tell if she means this seriously or not.]

[highrisk]

[ unsure if joking or not............ ]

How many people do I have to convince this isn't the goddamn hunger games?

[fleshedout]

Hunger games? Don't know what that is, but rest assured, not planning to eat you.

[SAID DEADPAN. VORE!]

[highrisk]

Good to know.

[fleshedout]

[She actually huffs, as if a little amused? Vaguely.]

So. Who are you, then?

[highrisk]

Damien. I'd say it's a pleasure, but being kidnapped always puts me in a bad mood.

You?

[fleshedout]

Hot Pants. [SAID SERIOUSLY, THIS IS HER NAME] I don't make it a habit of mine to get kidnapped, so maybe you need to work on yours.

[highrisk]

[ .......... sorry? ]

You know that you can tell people anything you want when they ask your name.

[fleshedout]

I know that. [And again.] My name is Hot Pants.

[highrisk]

Why?