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

[steelmagnolias]

[He glances at the profiles. How dare you, Akechi, especially since... ]

The fuck? I'm not THAT old.

[foolishjustice]

[If they knew each other better, this would be where he'd make a joke about old age and memory loss. (Un)fortunately, he's not comfortable enough right now to start with the trolling.]

That's...quite the simple thing to be mistaken about.

[Unless...his own memory is spotty, is it possible some of them might be missing entire years' worth of memories? And the idea that the last thing he remembers could already be significantly in the past is...troubling.]

[steelmagnolias]

...yeah, maybe.

[ He's got a few other things on his mind. ]

But I've got a question for you, kid. You wake up here with anything on you that you don't remember being yours?

[foolishjustice]

Only this phone. Everything else is exactly as I remember it, prior to waking up here.

[steelmagnolias]

I found this.

[ He shows Akechi the ring on his left hand. ]

I've never seen it before in my life. If it's some kind of sick joke by whoever brought us here, it's...not fucking funny.

[foolishjustice]

[He frowns thoughtfully.]

Have you given thought to the possibility that our captors have done something to create gaps in our long-term memory?

[steelmagnolias]

I have, actually.

[ He... sounds notably more anxious than he was a while ago. ]

I was on a plane, last I remember. I remember where I was coming from, but...

...I'm pretty sure I wouldn't just get on a flight with no idea of where I'm going.

[foolishjustice]

[He gives a solemn nod.]

I have something similar. I recall being in the courthouse, then arriving home late and unsettled, but not what transpired between. I can't imagine something with such results to drop out of my mind so easily.

[steelmagnolias]

That makes two of us.

We should probably ask the others...

[ He turns his head a bit, looking for the direction most of the other people seem to be gathered in. ]

[foolishjustice]

I've asked a number of people already. Others have reported gaps or inconsistencies as well.

[steelmagnolias]

Then it looks like whoever kidnapped us planned for that all along.

Motherfucker.

[foolishjustice]

[Hey, language! There are kids here! And teachers!]

Most likely. I have a few theories as to the reason, but so far they're just that.

[steelmagnolias]

I'd love to hear your theories.