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[azumods]

AWAKENING. You're asleep, and the first thing you're aware of is the pulse. It comes quickly, flooding through your system and jolting you awake; the room you're in is dimly-lit but the bed you're in is soft, and while all of this is jarring you'll soon become rather aware that you aren't going through this alone. The room you're in is lined with beds not unlike the one you're in; you'll be able to hear other people stirring, coming awake as they respond to the pulse too, and... ...And it will soon become evident that whatever just happened, something is wrong. Whatever your response may be to waking up in a low-lit room full of people is going to be highly amplified, the emotion rubbing your nerves raw in a way that makes you feel like you're experiencing it for the first time, and whenever you manage to sit up, you'll feel something...strange on your head, tickling the sides of your face, and as you turn your head a little you'll catch a glimpse of an odd, synthetic-looking green. A wig...? Your clothes, too, are different from whatever you remember last (because whatever you remember last, it wasn't this room, it wasn't this place - ); they feel warm, designed to withstand cold weather, and if you throw the blankets off at any point (or even just pause to look beneath them) you'll be greeted with an outfit made of thick material that's alternating parts black and white and glossy silver, with an emblem inscribed on the chest - a G inscribed in gold and black. Whatever's happening here, you aren't given much time to dwell on it; everyone here seems about as confused as you are. There are twenty-four of you in the room altogether, and you're all going through the same thing; whatever you're experiencing, the door is closed, so at least you're experiencing it in relative privacy. For now. It isn't long before a voice can be heard, soft but agitated-sounding, as though trying very hard to not awaken everyone in the building; it sounds like a man, and you can hear his footfalls pause just outside your door as he speaks to someone else, voice soft and androgynous. "And you're sure they're gone?" "Yes, Commander." "And don't you think something should be done about that...?" "Right away, sir." With that, the man and whomever he was speaking to can be heard parting ways, one moving rapidly down a corridor and the other pausing, shifting a bit before eventually moving on himself. You have several options. I. You can sit here for a while and get to know each other, seeing as none of you know what happened. That might be a good idea, all things considered, and as long as the door remains closed there's no rush. It's the middle of the night, after all, and it isn't as though anyone is going to come looking - despite the urgent conversation outside, there isn't any alarm going off, nor is there any reason for most of the building to be on high alert. II. You can explore the building. Should you do that, you'll find several winding corridors leading to what look like dorms, with several rooms containing sleeping people and areas such as formal break rooms; exploring a little further will let you find conference rooms and other large, empty spaces that don't seem to have much of a purpose. There are signs and notices in several places referring to "Team Galactic" and its protocol, all adorned with the same emblem that's on your clothes. Some of these corridors also lead to doors that are, unfortunately, locked and staying that way; some of them lead to people dressed exactly like you, bizarre wig and all. They seem to be a little strange, however; they'll greet you, and they'll speak to you if spoken to, but they look odd and dead behind the eyes and there's not much to their answers, and asking them about preferences or any personal information will just net you a blank stare. It's going to be a long strange journey through the building, but at least you're traveling light; you don't seem to have any belongings with you - save for the outfit you woke up in and the red and white capsule attached to your belt... III. You can also pause to try to figure out what's going on with those capsules. They each contain something very important to you, after all - a creature that seems to have been assigned to you specifically. They don't seem to have anything on them indicating a name or another person that owns them, at any rate, so it's probably safe to assume it's yours. That said, something seems decidedly wrong with it - it seems alarmingly apathetic, the look in its eyes dull and resigned as opposed to alert and emotive, and while it's willing to follow you (it's almost a bit too willing to follow you, it will stay close by your side in the manner of a dog trained to heel if you try to walk away from it) it doesn't seem to be due to any sort of genuine affection. It's all very...sterile, for lack of a better term. Welcome to Sinnoh. Glory to Team Galactic. [OOC: Welcome to Azume! Feel free to use this log to get to know one another iCly; you can use the prompts given or come up with your own, though for now you're confined to the building. The Commanders are currently not present in the building (anywhere that you can find them, anyway). For now, have fun getting your bearings.]

Comments

[perfectselfie]

I:

[To say that Aya woke up with a start would be an understatement. She sits straight up and gasps, frantically looking around the room. She doesn’t recognize anything or anyone else, and she’s wearing some sort of strange costume. It’s a little too much for her, and tears form at the corners of her eyes. After a long moment, she gets up and starts walking around the room.]

U-um, excuse me, but do you know where we are or what is going on?

III:

[After a little while, Aya decides to take a closer look at the red-and-white capsule at her waist. She doesn’t really mean to press the release button, but she manages it. She can’t help but smile at the cute, pink creature that pops out.]

Oh my gosh, aren’t you just the cutest thing? Why were you in there?

[She might not get any answers, but she is going to try!]

i.

[swiftasacoursingkawa]

Um...it might be some kind of practice?

[Waking up in the middle of nowhere, weird uniforms...sounds like a typical Hiruma-style sneaky training to him.]

Although, I don't know what this is supposed to be for...

[perfectselfie]

Practice...

[When Aya thinks of the word practice, it's with her friends and bandmates, not with people she doesn't know.]

I'm not sure, because this isn't the rehearsal studio. Unless this is a weird prank Hina-chan is playing, but that seems like a stretch.

[swiftasacoursingkawa]

If it's a training session made by that guy, I'd completely accept it.

[Apparently not a stretch for him, but...]

...Don't tell me he's bringing random strangers into this, too!

[perfectselfie]

That guy? I'm not sure who you mean, I'm sorry.

[She lets out a nervous laugh.]

I think whoever it is might have. I'm Aya.

[swiftasacoursingkawa]

My team captain. He's terrifying, but...he's a reliable guy, too.

[He smiles weakly.]

I wouldn't put it past him, you know? But it's good to meet you! [He holds out a hand to shake.] Sena.

[perfectselfie]

...definitely sounds a little like Hina. She's great and I like her, but the pranks...

[She shakes her head.]

It's good to meet you, too, Sena.

[Handshake!]

I

[hyruglyphics]

I'm sorry, I don't know the answer to either of those.

[ But oh man, here's a girl her age or younger looking real upset. That's!! Not good. She offers a hand hand after a moment's hesitation? If she wants some sort of tactile feeling? ]

[perfectselfie]

That's all right.

[Aya nods, reaching her hand out.]

It's just kind of a shock, you know?

[hyruglyphics]

[ Zelda nods, and while she did make the offer she has her own hesitation for a moment before taking the other girl's hand in both of hers, giving it a little reassuring movement the sort she might've expected of Link in his sillier moments, or Robbie, perhaps? She wasn't big enough for Daruk or Urbosa's styles of reassurance ]

It most definitely is, I don't even have a memory of how we came to be here. But I'm certain that we who are all confused can cooperate, at least.

[perfectselfie]

[It's enough to calm Aya down a little. She nods after a second, bringing her hand back and drying her eyes.]

...thank you.

[She tilts her head a bit.]

I don't, either. I remember going to bed last night, but nothing else until I woke up here. The weird costume is almost like something my friend Hina would do as a joke, but she wouldn't ever do something like this even if she could.

[hyruglyphics]

[ Okay good!! Hands back to herself now... And she nods again. ]

I've never seen a uniform quite like it, if I'm honest. The material is... strange? [ But okay, relevant things ] My final memory is not even bed, it was setting off at the beginning of a journey to the Zora Domain, only for things to become hazy after that.

[perfectselfie]

I haven't, either. It would be one thing if it was just the funny outfit, but the wig? That's a step way too far.

[Aya takes hers off, shaking her hair out.]

I see...

[She doesn't know what this Zora Domain is, but she trusts it's something important.]

I

[factorization]

Unfortunately, I'm just as clueless as everyone else.

[Which doesn't make her terribly happy, but she seems calm at least.]

[perfectselfie]

It's so weird, isn't it? The cosplay and all...

[It's something to focus on, and Aya brings a hand up to dry her eyes.]

[factorization]

Cosplay...?

[She's aware what the term means, but she hadn't considered that. Instead:]

Yes, it could very well be something like that.

[She thinks it's a cult, but the girl seems afraid and there's no need to startle her more.]

[perfectselfie]

[That's for the best. Aya would freak out more than she already is.]

I hope it's just something like that. It's still pretty unsettling, though.

I

[eudaimonikos]

No - oh, dammit. [This last part is in response to his automatic reach for the handkerchief in his breast pocket coming up against the fact that he's actually wearing this stupid outfit. Time for Plan B.] Don't cry, okay?

[perfectselfie]

[Aya nods, scrubbing at her eyes with the back of her hand.]

I'll try. It's just a lot, you know?

[eudaimonikos]

I do.

[Ah, god...he reaches out to pat her on the shoulder, very awkwardly. He's used to the people he's with being more capable.] It'll be okay. We just need to keep our heads right now and figure out what's going on.

[perfectselfie]

[Aya is doing her very best to calm down, taking a few deep breaths.]

You're right. That's the most important thing.

[eudaimonikos]

Great. Good.

[...now what?]

Okay. I'm going to try to find a way out of here. It might be dangerous, so you may want to wait here - I'll come back if I find anything.

I.

[enjoymyatelier]

[oh geez. oh man. like he has no personal stake in this girl not crying or anything but it'd be awkward if she does......]

No, but I'm working on it. It's not going to be easy to figure out, but I doubt it's impossible.

[perfectselfie]

Mm. Thank you. It's just kind of a lot...

[enjoymyatelier]

Yes, it certainly is. There are far too many layers to how unsettling this is, but I think that if we spend enough time investigating, we'll be able to get down to the truth.