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number_2 ([personal profile] number_2) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2023-12-01 07:53 am

Welcome To The Village

Who: Everyone who was signed-up for the excursion
What: The Village December Excursion
When: Dec 1st - Dec 23rd
Where: The Village
Warnings: Involuntary capture and confinement including immobilization and restraints, violence, injury, maiming, possibility of death, torture, coercion, gaslighting, mind control, drugging, scientific experiments, and extremely inaccurate depictions of mental health facilities/hospitals, among other potentially triggering themes. Please mark all threads appropriately.




"Good morning, good morning, good morning!" A voice that sounds very similar to Friday's chirps over a loudspeaker outside your character's home. Yes, their home.

Overnight, all the passengers who signed up for this excursion have been transported to their very own personal cottages. They will awake in a bed that is familiar to them. While this home of theirs does not necessarily have to resemble the place they were born or raised, it will be a perfect replica of a place they truly thought of as their home, down to the most minute details.

The cottages are self-contained, the size of a large studio apartment so, in some cases, they may only resemble the bedroom and living room of a person's home with a shrunken-down kitchenette and bathroom adjoined. But the heirlooms of their past are here. A favorite doll? A treasured family portrait? Trinkets you have long forgotten about? All of them will be here, somehow. (All except for weapons, that is.) They are indistinguishable from the real item, down to the molecule.

After that wake-up call, the voice continues on to express that the weather will be warm and sunny, with no rain forecasted. A brass band concert is announced, to start at noon on the lawn next to the living chess set. And once that bit of news is wrapped up, lively marching band music will begin to play. And it will continue to play. All day. From every speaker...including the ones hidden in their home.

Welcome to Your Village

It only gets stranger from here. Characters may be dismayed to find that they are without any of their original clothes or belongings. They awake in conservative button-up pajamas. The closet in their home is full of the latest Village Fashion to choose from. Everything is The Village label brand, including the tin cans of food that stock the kitchen and any of the groceries you could get at the General Store.

Your ship phone rings. When you answer it, you will be greeted, once again, by the voice of Friday. "Your number, please? Of course, you have a number. Look at your badge." If they look down at their chest, they will discover a small round number badge has been pinned to their pajamas. Was that there before? It bears the symbol of a Penny-farthing Bicycle, with a number in the spokes. This is their number.

"No names here," the voice of Friday chides, "Only numbers. Number 2 would like a word with you at the Green Dome. He requests you come for breakfast. Thank you!" Before they can protest further, the line goes dead.


Some Notes:
  • No matter how many times your character tries to take off and disregard their number badge, they will always find it re-attached to their clothes again the moment they look away and look back.

  • Your characters still have their phones but now they can only make calls instead of sending texts. They also do not take or store photographs anymore.

  • If your character destroys or damages anything in their home, or in The Village it will instantly repair the way things used to on the Serena Eterna.

  • The noise from the speakers can be muffled by covering it with pillows or other creative items, but cannot be stopped entirely. (Sorry Phil)
  • astrogator: (pic#15819319)

    no worries! <3 we'll keep it vague

    [personal profile] astrogator 2023-12-20 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
    Arilanna Tayrey is, of course, all in favor of people behaving rationally. She wishes they would! Yet she gave up on expecting it from Earthers long ago.

    'Your leader.' His, not hers. 'I understand he'd want to set the time and place for a meeting.' She understands he'd try to have her dragged there unexpectedly as a show of power. Tayrey is a Company daughter, trained on the Tradelines. She might not engage in unethical negotiation herself, but that doesn't mean she can't guess its tricks. 'I'm a realist, Citizen. I do know that when a prisoner sits at the negotiation table it isn't as an equal. What I need to know is whether he is capable of being fair and honorable in such dealings.' Would it be productive, if lopsided, or would it only be a farce to try to hurt her with?

    When he explains the Mass, she smiles. 'Ah! You are a Christian. Yes, I have heard of this. Jesus who survived his execution and returned to his father among the stars.' The rest that she has heard is more questionable, including that it's the reason for Earther prejudice against women, but she's hardly going to argue that with this respectful, affable cleric. 'I do not have a religion myself, but I am sure those who do can draw strength from it in a place like this.'
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    [personal profile] lovethyneighb_or 2023-12-21 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Yes indeed. God's grace gives strength not just in the best, but also the worst of times. It keeps me on the path, and His wisdom reminds us all of what is important." It's what 4077 gives credit to for allowing him to resist for so long, despite all that Number 2 had put him through. That, and having already been through some rather terrible times in the army.

    As for negotiation... "I think that it is worth keeping in mind, once again, that Number 2 will do what he believes is necessary to protect the peace and ensure mutual behavior in the Village." 4077 speaks with a conscious clarity here, the voice of someone used to speaking in public and making himself heard. "He is... very careful about maintaining his position, but he'll certainly be more lenient for any citizens who are cooperative. I cannot guarantee anything for those who may not be so happy to follow his rules."

    Like, you know. Tayrey.
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    [personal profile] astrogator 2023-12-22 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
    He has his god and she has her Code, she thinks, but it's an odd thought, quickly dismissed.

    'I certainly strive for peace,' she says carefully. 'But for me, rule-following is a matter of contract. I agreed to obey my superiors on the Tradelines where I work, understand? Negotiated and settled. Legitimate authority. Where there is no mutually beneficial, mutually agreed contract? There is no obligation.' She tilts her head. 'Needless to say a contract that comes into existence under force or coercion is invalid.'

    She takes a deep breath. 'If he is a rational man capable of understanding this and trading fairly, you must pass on my message. I'll come to the table. Otherwise- well, I can't stop you reporting what you will anyway, I suppose.' Another little smile. 'Of course it's a captured officer's duty to obstruct her captor.' She seems to have no fear in her. Tayrey's playing her own game.