alphacomplex | DAY 00

[Good afternoon, Citizens!

Your consciousness blurrily returns as the transport tube your comatose body was stored in opens up, admitting you access to an unfamiliar room. One wall is covered by vertical tubes, one occasionally sliding open to admit another confused person. The wall across from you has a sign saying "PROCEED TO CENTRAL HUB", with an arrow pointing at a red doorway in the corner. The wall to your right contains an unlabeled, dusty, and poorly-lit hallway with blue walls, floor, and ceiling. You can't see the end from here.

Somewhere on your person, you will find a thin, smartphone-sized object that wasn't there before. One side of it is lit up with a red background and a number of disabled menu items. Most of the screen is taken up by another message saying "PROCEED TO CENTRAL HUB".

What is this place, anyway? And who are these people stumbling in through the transport tube array?]

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[ Oh, hey, unconsciousness, that's a new one. Yomiel hasn't felt that since he died ten years ago. After all, there's only one sleep left to the dead, and he's been denied that. He stumbles awkwardly out of his pod and lands in a pile on the floor as he tries to get his bearings and remember how he got here. He remembers boarding the Yonoa, having a chat with Commander Sith, the deal was almost concluded....

No, maybe it was concluded? He couldn't remember finishing it, but how else could he be feeling so disoriented? How else could he be feeling anything at all? And he can definitely feel it all, from the weight of the sunglasses on his face to the cold, hard floor beneath--

Aaaaand suddenly this guy with the weird hair punches the floor in front of him, hard, and... laughs, like hurting himself is the most hilarious thing he's ever done. ]

AAAHAHAHAHAHA!

[There are many, many things that Greed has seen in his long life. Some of them he's seen quite often. Wars, people hurting each other, people getting hurt, death. You name it, he's seen it, and probably caused it himself.

That being said, someone intentionally injuring himself is a rarity, even in Greed's experience.]

Woah, there.

We just woke up here. You should be more careful.

[ Yomiel shakes his hand out to try and alleviate some of the pain. Man, that really does sting. He might've calmed down enough to stop laughing his head off, but he still seems pretty pleased with himself. ]

I won't make a habit out of it. I just had to be sure.

A pain threshold seems an interesting thing to test.

[He's pretty damn curious, he must admit.]

What better way to prove you're alive?

[ Yes. This makes perfect sense. Flawless logic. ]

[...Well, if you're expecting him to disagree...]

I suppose that does get the point across nice and quickly. Nothing like a little pain to remind yourself you're still breathing.

[ "Still" breathing, yeah, we'll go with that. Yomiel finally stands up and dusts himself off. ]

Name's Yomiel. Interesting place we've found ourselves, huh?

[He puffs out that ridiculous collar of his nodding.]

Call me Greed. It's certainly something, isn't it? Can't say I've seen technology anywhere near this sophisticated before. I could never have dreamt up this stuff.

Seems just plain "off," doesn't it? I don't mind, though. I'm used to working on the cutting edge of technology.

It seems more "futuristic" than cutting edge to me, but maybe that's a difference in the countries we come from.

[At least one person being familiar with the sort of technology in this place does manage to put him somewhat at ease. It doesn't help Greed's major problem, which is not knowing what he's going to do here or how he's going to escape (and he is going to escape, there's no prison in the world that can hold him) but it does lead him to wondering how it's all possible.]

I take it your story is the same as mind. You were minding your own business, and then suddenly you find yourself waking up in a cramped tube without a clue as to how you got there.

Something like that.

[ More conducting business than minding just his own, and he's still thinking this is probably the end result of said business, but it's probably not a good idea to share that. It doesn't explain why these other people are here anyway, unless.... ]

The word "Temsik" doesn't happen to mean anything to you, does it?

Can't say it does, sorry. Is that the name of a country?

[His knowledge of geography is severely out of date and he never did have a chance to fix it.]

No. It's something a lot smaller than that. It's not really important, I just thought it might be involved.

Who knows, maybe it's still related.

We don't know who's responsible for bringing us here, after all.

That's true. Are you missing something important?

Mm.

[The sound is noncommittal, but there's the barest trace of a nod.]

You could say that. I'll find how it's gone missing, that must I can tell you right now.

I'm missing something important myself. I don't know how they took it from me, but it'd be pretty dangerous in the wrong hands. Sounds like it's the same for you.

It certainly seems that way.

Whatever's going on, I plan to get to the bottom of it. What was stolen from me, well... it's not something easy to snatch away.

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[...well then.]

You're not already losing it, are you?

[ What are you talking about this is perfectly normal behavior! At least the laughing's calmed down a little and he's rubbing his fist instead of continuing to hit the floor, so he must not be entirely nutters. ]

I'm fine. Haha, it really hurts....

If you say so.

[Most of the injuries would probably be internal, anyway.]

So what do you plan on doing now that you know your arm works?

[ It doesn't look like he punched hard enough to break his hand, at least. ~~He's a weedy nerd, anyway, he probably doesn't have the arm strength to break it anyway.~~ ]

The sign says to go to the "Central Hub," and it doesn't look like there's a whole lot of other options right now.

[ Yes, let's act like we are perfectly normal after a first impression like that, flawless plan. ]

True. Someone, or more likely something, is probably going to be there to tell us what we're here for.

Why are you expecting a "something"?

You really think whoever did this is going to show their face?