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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[katsufemmefatale]

[Panic starts to crest again, but riding that panic is anger. The thought of his parents, his sister, Phichit, Victor experiencing something like this is horrifying, especially if the threat of Rule Seven is real.]

No... there's no way we'll cooperate if you can't even guarantee their safety! It's bad enough that we're here, I don't think any of us will let you hurt our loved ones for this... this twisted game!

[lifecoach]

[After he says that, a thought comes to Yuuri's mind... something like a sad conclusion that if she could have made that promise, the Life Coach would have. It's a thought that, as far as he can tell, came from his own mind. The calm certainty of that thought is also nothing like what the colorful person in front of him is saying. LC continues to look troubled, trying to smooth things over, and she also hasn't missed a beat.]

L-Let me explain! They're not, like, holding anyone hostage right now. ["Right now" may not sound that comforting, given the assumptions one could make about all this simultaneous kidnapping. But she repeats it for emphasis.]

It's totally not that. It's just, like, there's a lot of stuff to be involved in, and it wouldn't, like, be right for me to say that when it isn't true. I'm really sorry, Yu- um, Future.

[katsufemmefatale]

[Yuuri falters, wondering why he'd suddenly sympathize with someone who, as far as he knows, is cooperating with their captors. He chews on his lower lip, shifting his weight restlessly from one foot to the other, trying to think of how to respond to her not-quite-reassuring words.]

... I don't like this. We have a right to know why we're here, why we were taken from our lives, and why someone wants us to kill each other!