text | morning | 001

[trialbyliar]

[ HO125E | TEXT | 001 ]

hey hey heyyy
everyone shut up for a minute, i wanna figure out something *actually* useful!!
can everyone else see those mountains waaaaaaay off in the distance? or i guess maybe they're closer for you guys ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
whatever
if you can see them then try facing them and tell me where the sun is in relation to you
it seems like morning right now so we can probably assume that direction is east!
unless we're on some kind of alien planet lol
and i guess this can double as a roll call
jeeeez i have to do everything around here!!

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[trialbyliar]

[He doesn't miss a beat.]

Magic, obviously. But no clue why we're here! Maybe it's a game?

[meadqueen]

Ah.

[It’s as good an explanation as any other at this point]

A game? To what end? Do you remember anything of being brought here?

[A pause. She's not sure she wants to hear the answer]

Was anything of yours taken?

[trialbyliar]

Who knows? Maybe we were brought here to fight to the death?

[His tone suddenly went much colder than his typical playful, childish one, and he snickers ominously.]

Buuut unfortunately, I didn't really have anything on me to begin with.

[He's lying. No one needs to know about the few special tools he has on him.]

[meadqueen]

If we were meant to fight I doubt whoever did this would have placed us so far apart.

[Honestly fighting to the death would probably be preferable to the cliff she's going to have to climb in a minute]

I see. That's a shame.

[She can't ask him if his clothing is missing, he sounds twelve]

[trialbyliar]

Only if they wanted an immediate bloodbath! Maybe our mystery host likes a more drawn-out murdergame. Like, they wanna see us fighting to survive in the wilderness while hunting each other down!

[Ironically, he is missing his shirt, but that was pre-island so it's not worth mentioning.]

[meadqueen]

[Ridiculous. She scoffs]

Where's the glory in that? Do it or don't.

[trialbyliar]

[Brightly, and with a laugh:]

Wowww, you're pretty gung-ho about murder! Guess the rest of us should watch out, huh?

[meadqueen]

Should we meet upon the field of battle, you have my word that I'll face you with honour.

[It’s said gravely, but she is teasing a bit. This boy sounds as squeamish as a Saxon]