Awaken...

[lockdownmods]

[ Everything still feels a bit hazy when you pull yourself out of bed this morning. Bed... not all of you may remember going to bed. It may take several long minutes for that feeling to die down. Several things may seem immediately wrong. But even if the basics are familiar-- there's a sort of uneasy feeling of wrongness that lingers as you come to. That feeling will probably never go away entirely.

Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.

And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...

As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...

With one exception.

On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]

meguman22922 ▼   X

meguman22922: mornin'! hope you slept well. meguman22922: orientation will be held in the main classroom in an hour. that's in the school building on the 1st floor meguman22922: but first you should introduce yourself. the others should be waking up about now too. meguman22922: you're in the dorms now, so dont forget to check the maps meguman22922: the tablet can help you with that. anything else, we'll get to at orientation. so! see you in an hour! :D

[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]

Comments

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[He's not obsessed! He's just very persistent!]

No! Last I remember, he just ruined my life and I was in the beginning stages of planning how I'm going to get revenge on him!

[machrophage]

Hm.

[Revenge he gets, really.]

...Even if everyone does have memory loss, they might not all know it. I wouldn't have if not for my hair. A time period shorter than years could easily go unnoticed.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

That's... very true. No one I've talked to so far has noted that their age was wrong.

[It took Poe an while to notice his own hair's length change. And that's not good evidence, because it could've been cut while he was unconscious.]

But that brings up even more unwanted implications.... Specifically that whatever caused our memory loss is either extremely inaccurate in how much it erases, or the amount lost between each person corresponds to an set of reasons we are unaware of.

[G R E A T. This just keeps getting better and better.]

[machrophage]

Or any combination of those things.

[It's not a good look, no.]

Mine doesn't even have a numerical age, so it's impossible to say exactly how many years I'm missing. But it's been at least three, for my hair to reach this length and condition.

[Condition, ie the fact that it looks like it hasn't been super well cared for in a while. Split ends, thy name is Viral.]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Fantastic.

[Poe just.... sighs.]

At least I'm not the only one missing an large gap of time. That's.... comforting. Even if it's at minimum only half the time I'm apparently missing.

[machrophage]

[Something like that.]

...The hour's almost up, isn't it? We'd better find out where this... orientation is supposed to be.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

It is.

[Or close to it anyway.]

Let's go.