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10IV start!
Who: 10IV
Where: The 10IV dorms
When: Day 355, morning
[ You all wake up in bed with your smartphone at your bedside, all of you in your sleepwear, with a message on your phone.
Good morning, newly departed guest stars! You've got new co-stars to meet, a new dorm to explore, and the television in the main room with the "names" of everyone in your unit with flashing empty boxes next to them, waiting for you to each assign yourself a personal color. Or assign them to each other, really, no one's stopping you.
Once you've chosen your color (or, once it's chosen for you), your closets will unlock with 3 sets of hospital uniforms fitted exactly to your size.
Also, the front door is currently locked. It looks like you actually have no choice but to get to know each other for an hour or two before those open up. ]
Where: The 10IV dorms
When: Day 355, morning
[ You all wake up in bed with your smartphone at your bedside, all of you in your sleepwear, with a message on your phone.
Good morning, newly departed guest stars! You've got new co-stars to meet, a new dorm to explore, and the television in the main room with the "names" of everyone in your unit with flashing empty boxes next to them, waiting for you to each assign yourself a personal color. Or assign them to each other, really, no one's stopping you.
Once you've chosen your color (or, once it's chosen for you), your closets will unlock with 3 sets of hospital uniforms fitted exactly to your size.
Also, the front door is currently locked. It looks like you actually have no choice but to get to know each other for an hour or two before those open up. ]
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[This very tall gentleman has picked his color and is still in his pajamas because uh he doesn't wanna wear scrubs right now.]
That thing about dyin'.
That was like, a meme, right?
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Either its true or they implanted a memory which isn't much better.
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Dyin's kinda.
Worse?
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Because loss of all memory, one memory implanted, with no other signs of brain trauma is a small needle to thread.
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...whaddaya mean loss of memory?
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I remember dying.
And nothing else.
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Shit.
That sucks.
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But no headaches, no nausea, no slowed reactions, and I cam think clearly.
So how do they mess with memories that thoroughly without anything like that?
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Bein' dead, I guess.
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[ HOW DO YOU DO, FELLOW KIDS except she looks, if anything, younger than him. ]
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...No, sir, I believe this is no joke—despite how strange this kingdom of the damned may seem.
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Though... [ dry ] ...it's rather different from Milton or Dante's prose, isn't it.
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Uh. I saw Robot Hell in Futurama, though.
....this is pretty different from that, too.
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[ a faint laugh, self-conscious ] I'm sorry; we seem to have... very different backgrounds.