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Network Prompts
ONE: IT WON'T BE LONG NOW... Well, you made a mistake. You spent too long searching around, or you ran outside near the end of the day for just one more thing, and now you've been locked out. You can search around all you want, but the best shelter you can hope for is pressing against the side of a sealed up building. You do still have your tablet, though. Maybe someone on the network can give you some advice, or at least some comfort while you wait for hypothermia to set in.
TWO: CABIN FEVER Maybe you didn't want that mistake of getting caught outside to happen again, but now you've ended up staying too long in one location, and cabin fever has set in. Maybe you're taking to the network to try and ignore the hallucinations. Maybe you want to tell everyone that you've figured out they're all in on your kidnapping. Maybe you ended up wandering off and now you'd really like to know if anyone can check back in the place you were at for your pants.
Action Prompts
THREE: AN UNEXPECTED MEETING You're going about your business searching what seems like it might be an especially promising house--it's fully intact and there's even a working fireplace with some wood! It looks like someone else has the same idea, though, and you've run into them in the middle of your search. Do you share the potential wealth or try to kick them out? On the other hand, maybe you know who this is, or maybe you're just glad to actually see another person for the first time in ages.
FOUR: GOOD MORGUE-NING You've just woken up in a morgue after dying in one unfortunate way or another. You have no idea where you are beyond that, but your tablet is insisting you can't stay here, so you should probably get out of here pretty quickly. Of course, bringing people back from the dead isn't a perfect science, so you're missing something important to you. Maybe you've lost your voice, maybe you can't remember where you're from, maybe you can't remember where you are right now. It looks like someone else is nearby, though. Maybe they can help you out?
"Nowhere worth staying though?" Martha asked with interest. The searching had been interesting, finding various buildings, trying to make places fit for habitation. Food storage. At least the snow allowed for regular refrigeration.
"What did you find today?" she asked as she made her way back to the fire, moving over so her guest could also sit.
"Not entirely. One didn't have a fireplace, and another didn't have in-tact plumbing." She could fix the plumbing thing, but today had not been one of the days she'd felt like doing any repair work. She'd wanted to explore what she could. Stepping closer to the fire, Helena slid her backpack off and set it on the floor, quickly followed by her coat and she sat down.
"I found some food, actually. Do you need some?" Helena had enough that she could certainly share. Besides, it was the least she could do for being invited to share in the fire.
"Yes, that could be a problem. At least plumbing though isn't a huge deal breaker in the grand scheme of things." Martha had done her fair share of camping.
She was definitely interested in the food. "If you're willing to share I won't say no," Martha replied with a smile. "I was on my way to a drop point when the warning sounded. I'm pretty close to gone with mine. Just a bit of jerky left."
"No it isn't. And I can repair it, I just did not have the tools to do so." Helena enjoyed having working plumbing, but she could make do without. So far as there was shelter and warmth, those were her priorities.
"Not at all," she responded, opening her pack and pulling out a couple of the rations she'd picked up, handing them to over. "Managed to pick up enough for a few days. Tomorrow I should make it a priority to get to a drop point again and get a couple more for insurance's sake."
It was then that her manners caught up with her and she chuckled. "I'm dreadfully sorry, my manners seem to have become atrocious of late. My name is Helena Wells."
"Helena, I'm Martha Jones," she replied with a smile. "It seems the cold is quite effective at leaching our manners from us."
She takes just enough food to last a day or so, but not enough to deplete Helena's stores already. "Perhaps we should set out together once the doors unlock tomorrow. It's a shame most of the food is just... typical rations. What I wouldn't give for fresh fruit!"
"It truly seems to be that way." She couldn't help a chuckle. It was funny how being cold tended to make manners disappear. Among other things.
"That is actually a brilliant idea. Strength and safety in numbers, as they say." Not that Helena had noticed any physical dangers here other than the people, but in the cold and snow, it was always best to not be alone. "Agreed. I am not much a fan of these rations, but at least they keep us from dying." Helena opened one of the rations and started eating.
Martha nods as she munches on her own food. After a miute or two of silence, she strikes up more conversation. Curious, as always, about the other people here.
Helena also goes about eating. She was making some mental notes as well for things she wished to accomplish the following day with Martha. Helena was wondering if she could find anything she could scavenge for building any sort of devices. It would be far easier said than done, she knew, especially when she'd need to devise a power source for it, but she couldn't deny the appeal of building a device that could serve as a heater or something of the sort. Especially for being outdoors. Even though she doubted being able to find enough parts lying about in this town, it was still a project that was something to chew on for a mind that always needed challenges and puzzles.
Not that Norfinbury wasn't a challenge in and of itself, but turning the same thing over and over in one's mind tended to get repetitive and caused one to miss crucial clues from the repetition.
"By my counting, a couple weeks, I think. It's almost strange how the days sometimes blend together." At least it was easy to tell the days did actually pass. It would be something else if they were in an area where the sun shone at midnight or something of the sort. "How about yourself?"
It really was a wonder just how much this place seemed to isolate people. It was easy to see how a person could go a couple days without seeing another person here. So Helena was definitely going to soak up this interaction with Martha for all she could get.
"About the same. Few weeks. I'm impressed by how isolating this place can be though," she adds, unknowingly agreeing with Helena's thoughts.
"I know there are plenty of people here," Martha indicates her tablet to mention as much, "but it's been a few days since I've seen any sign of other inhabitants."
It doesn't help that there seems to be a constant feeling of dread and mistrust. She wasn't always sure everyone she saw was safe to be around.
"Ironically, I was thinking the same thing about the isolation factor," she stated with a nod. "It gives this place an entirely different dynamic with that in place." It didn't exactly sit well with Helena either. Some nights, being left alone to nothing but her thoughts reminded her far too much of when she'd been bronzed. Still, at least she can move around when those happen.
"It's been a couple days for myself as well. Though I have also been more than trying to cover some more ground in this place. My curiosity for what this place is and what all is here is far too great for me to resist." She smirked a bit. "At least in the times when I go without seeing anyone else, the mystery of this place is something I can focus on."
Helena did keep quite extensive notes as well about what she did each day. She kept track of where she'd been, of what she saw or heard others talk about on the network, and her own theories based on the evidence of what she or others had found.
"Oh yes," Martha agrees. "Small outcroppings of buildings, we should be able to see people regularly. But the inability to stay anywhere longer than a few days before paranoia sets in definitely changes everything." Martha, at least, was good at being alone. She'd spent so much time during the Paradox year. And it meant people didn't have to deal with her screaming when nightmares set in...
"Oh gosh... how much? Well, I've found two morgues, and a handful of drop points. I've been trying to explore in an ever expanding radius out from where I woke up, but it's not easy to tell without a decent map. How about you?"
"The paranoia is indeed something I could go without," Helena said with a nod. That had not been pleasant when she'd attempted to make herself a home in one of the buildings here and then found herself growing more and more paranoid until she'd left and kept moving. While being alone and isolated wasn't new to Helena, it was something that ate away at her. She needed to be around people after spending the past one hundred and twenty years more or less in isolation.
But she did her best to focus on the mystery of the place, to keep moving from place to place and seeing what there was to discover. Sometimes it worked to keep her from dwelling on things. Sometimes, however, the isolation crept in. This place certainly didn't help Helena's insomnia, that was for certain.
"Roughly the same as you. I've found some drop points, one morgue, and a few other buildings. I've tried to move in a grid pattern, doing my best to mark the places I have been in. Though some days it is entirely easy to become caught up in exploring and forget you need to find shelter, even when the alert goes out." It was more than handy that the tablets gave out the warning, but it didn't exactly mean much when one was deeply invested in figuring something out.
Martha had experienced the paranoia as well, and did not like it one bit. Hers had been bad enough that she had ended up in a new place with no idea how she got there. Apparently that wasn't out of the realm of possibility though.
And she was trying to keep notes of people she met on the network. Or even just notes on who was on the network, so even if she didn't talk to them, she was aware they existed. It was a lot of work though, and people did slip through the cracks. Like Helena for instance. Martha was sure she'd never met the woman before.
She does pick up on the topic of being stuck outside. "Have you been stuck outside yet?"
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Re: Three
"What did you find today?" she asked as she made her way back to the fire, moving over so her guest could also sit.
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"I found some food, actually. Do you need some?" Helena had enough that she could certainly share. Besides, it was the least she could do for being invited to share in the fire.
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She was definitely interested in the food. "If you're willing to share I won't say no," Martha replied with a smile. "I was on my way to a drop point when the warning sounded. I'm pretty close to gone with mine. Just a bit of jerky left."
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"Not at all," she responded, opening her pack and pulling out a couple of the rations she'd picked up, handing them to over. "Managed to pick up enough for a few days. Tomorrow I should make it a priority to get to a drop point again and get a couple more for insurance's sake."
It was then that her manners caught up with her and she chuckled. "I'm dreadfully sorry, my manners seem to have become atrocious of late. My name is Helena Wells."
Re: Three
She takes just enough food to last a day or so, but not enough to deplete Helena's stores already. "Perhaps we should set out together once the doors unlock tomorrow. It's a shame most of the food is just... typical rations. What I wouldn't give for fresh fruit!"
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"That is actually a brilliant idea. Strength and safety in numbers, as they say." Not that Helena had noticed any physical dangers here other than the people, but in the cold and snow, it was always best to not be alone. "Agreed. I am not much a fan of these rations, but at least they keep us from dying." Helena opened one of the rations and started eating.
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"How long have you been in Norfinbury, Helena?"
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Not that Norfinbury wasn't a challenge in and of itself, but turning the same thing over and over in one's mind tended to get repetitive and caused one to miss crucial clues from the repetition.
"By my counting, a couple weeks, I think. It's almost strange how the days sometimes blend together." At least it was easy to tell the days did actually pass. It would be something else if they were in an area where the sun shone at midnight or something of the sort. "How about yourself?"
It really was a wonder just how much this place seemed to isolate people. It was easy to see how a person could go a couple days without seeing another person here. So Helena was definitely going to soak up this interaction with Martha for all she could get.
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"I know there are plenty of people here," Martha indicates her tablet to mention as much, "but it's been a few days since I've seen any sign of other inhabitants."
It doesn't help that there seems to be a constant feeling of dread and mistrust. She wasn't always sure everyone she saw was safe to be around.
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"It's been a couple days for myself as well. Though I have also been more than trying to cover some more ground in this place. My curiosity for what this place is and what all is here is far too great for me to resist." She smirked a bit. "At least in the times when I go without seeing anyone else, the mystery of this place is something I can focus on."
Helena did keep quite extensive notes as well about what she did each day. She kept track of where she'd been, of what she saw or heard others talk about on the network, and her own theories based on the evidence of what she or others had found.
"How much of this place have you explored?"
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"Oh gosh... how much? Well, I've found two morgues, and a handful of drop points. I've been trying to explore in an ever expanding radius out from where I woke up, but it's not easy to tell without a decent map. How about you?"
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But she did her best to focus on the mystery of the place, to keep moving from place to place and seeing what there was to discover. Sometimes it worked to keep her from dwelling on things. Sometimes, however, the isolation crept in. This place certainly didn't help Helena's insomnia, that was for certain.
"Roughly the same as you. I've found some drop points, one morgue, and a few other buildings. I've tried to move in a grid pattern, doing my best to mark the places I have been in. Though some days it is entirely easy to become caught up in exploring and forget you need to find shelter, even when the alert goes out." It was more than handy that the tablets gave out the warning, but it didn't exactly mean much when one was deeply invested in figuring something out.
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And she was trying to keep notes of people she met on the network. Or even just notes on who was on the network, so even if she didn't talk to them, she was aware they existed. It was a lot of work though, and people did slip through the cracks. Like Helena for instance. Martha was sure she'd never met the woman before.
She does pick up on the topic of being stuck outside. "Have you been stuck outside yet?"