WAKE UP TIME

[strangerpeople]

WAKE UP TIME

[The first thing you feel when you wake up is...nothing.

You don't feel much different at all when you wake up, no doubt from a very pleasant sleep, even if you may not remember what you dreamed of. If anything, you would have thought it was another normal day.

That thought would have vanished the moment you took in your surroundings. This is not your bed, this is definitely not your bedroom, and well, this is definitely not your home. In fact, this place isn't anywhere you've been before.

Before you can question anything much further, your cell phone starts beeping, flashing a message on the screen for a good several minutes, before flashing your profile, also for a few minutes. Yes, now you have a Title, and a power, even if you've never had one before. And yes, you have a cell phone. Even if you didn't have one, and don't know what the hell a cell phone is. You get the feeling you'll need to keep it on you.

The profile fades back to the home page of your phone - don't worry, you can still access your profile, and everyone else's, on that little lime icon if you really want - even though you have so many questions now. (The help button may... attempt to be helpful in that case.) Where the hell are you? Why do you have a Title? And can you get out?

Perhaps, if you're strong enough. But, in any case.

Welcome, Titled.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]


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Comments

[thegreenhornet]

Uh...um...whaaat?

[You stumped him. Way to go]

Yeah, you do that, good luck? Who are you, anyway?

[pinnately]

[ She was going to explain (but you might want to look to Ursula on why that's not the best idea), until he asks her another question. ]

Thank you. Oh did I not introduce myself? I'm sorry, it's best to do things properly. My name is Torri Feiiji and I'm a first year at Aterra Academy. Who are you?

[thegreenhornet]

Torri Feiiji... [He struggles with the pronounciation, settling on a kind of butchered pronounciation and calling it a day] Right.

Uh, Britt Reid. Just...just Britt. [He waves with a hand] Student at nowhere, I guess.

[Huh, now that he thinks about it...]

Wait, you're a teenager. Then you can explain this, right?

[He shows the rules. Since you're a teenager and therefore you must be less than stellar at proper writing, then you must be responsible for writing all that]

[pinnately]

It's nice to meet you, Britt.

[ She sways back and forth, shifting her weight from one leg to the other as she listens to him speak. ]

No, I can't. I might not be the best to ask, because my home was pretty different up until a while ago.

[thegreenhornet]

Really? What do you mean?

[He thought he was onto something, but apparently not]

[pinnately]

[ She looks to the side. ]

I don't think it's important right now. [ But she'll look at the phone, it's kind of like a comms device? Close enough. ]

I think these are used to call others, but it doesn't look like the one they gave to me.

[thegreenhornet]

[Britt looks at his phone. What's so odd about it, he wonders?]

What, this thing? It's just a phone. Normal phone. Anyone has one.

[pinnately]

I don't normally have one that looks like this.

[ This one is more simple than what she's used to. ]