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

[incrediblystressedout]

[Are adults supposed to cop this kind of attitude? Joey's pretty sure they're not, but she's a bit lacking in role models.]

We could be trapped in a mall with ridiculous monsters?

Just...that's the kind of day I've been having.

[thegreenhornet]

We're trapped in a mall with ridiculous people. There's a witch, some kid pretending to be a detective, a guy who owns a circus, and someone who's looking for God's Gift.

[At least they're not monsters]

[incrediblystressedout]

Well if someone brings up murder, I guess someone's got to be a detective, right? That's how those shows work, wherever a detective goes, someone's going to get murdered.

[Joey kind of hates prime time TV. Angela Lansbury needs to stop going on vacation.]

[thegreenhornet]

Isn't that a myth? Because people would be dropping dead everywhere if that happened.

[If that's true, then everyone in this mall is doomed except Akechi]

[incrediblystressedout]

Well, I don't know any detectives. You're probably right, though. Still, it's good to have someone who might have some idea what's going on, right?

[thegreenhornet]

The only detective here is some kid. He can't be a real detective.

[Who has ever heard of a real teen detective? Ridiculous]

[incrediblystressedout]

You never know. He could be a genius. A lot of performers and musicians are well into their careers as kids.