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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)
  • myagic: (134)

    [personal profile] myagic 2023-12-29 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Y...you're already set on killing the other you?" Like, yeah, having two Fevers would probably be pretty weird, but that sure is an extreme solution...

    "Sounds like...you're pretty confident about getting back."
    abhorrently: (stance.)

    [personal profile] abhorrently 2023-12-29 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    "I have to be. What's at stake isn't just me or my friends - it's the entire Coast, or more. We succeed or we die. Or we live with our minds utterly enslaved, and what's the difference on that?"

    There. Checking the knife again, that's as good as she can get it without a better whetstone in hand. Water to cleanse the blade, and then wiping it dry, looking over the edge.

    "The other me...well, I'm only this me. But if a duplicate of me showed up out of nowhere claiming strange knowledge and insights? I'd be almost certain it was a trap designed to subdue me. And enough people have said you can't have two of you in the same place. So, it's that or somehow we pick a me to be sent away forever."
    myagic: (021)

    [personal profile] myagic 2023-12-31 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Enslaved minds, huh..." Her voice is a mutter, lips curved in a frown. "No, that's not really living." Her mind isn't enslaved, she thinks. She's just being realistic. But that's not a topic she feels like lingering on, because she doesn't want to play her hand too soon and lose Fever's trust. She'll never be able to convince her if that happens.

    Besides...

    She watches Fever's work idly, though she's not really focused on the blade so much as thoughts of duplicates, and suddenly she finds herself saying, "You know, some worlds already have duplicates. I've heard about one world that does, anyway... And it's not like one person was real or fake."

    She wishes she'd asked Jade more about Luke. She wishes Jade was here.

    "...I just think that if the other you feels the same way, you should be able to trust them to handle things."
    abhorrently: (path.)

    [personal profile] abhorrently 2024-01-01 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
    "...That's the real problem, isn't it. Trusting the other you to handle it. If I could? If I could really and truly know that she was devoting herself to the cause, that she wanted what I wanted for the world, that she'd take care of who we love? Then maybe I could have some faith."

    There. It's as good as she can make it with the resources at hand.

    "But I'm not smart enough to trust in that without proof."
    myagic: (110)

    [personal profile] myagic 2024-01-03 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
    "I wouldn't say it's about being smart or not. More like...sometimes you just...have to believe in something." After a beat, she follows it up with, "not that I don't get what you mean, though."

    She gets that it's not an expression of Fever not believing in herself or anything like that.