sheep_game | ARISE

Who: Everyone
Where: The Pasture
When: Day 1, WAKE UP

[WAKEY WAKEY PEOPLE!! Wow, no matter who you are, you feel like you're starting to wake up from a really bad trip! At least the ambience is really peaceful and the grass you're laying in is dewey and sweet smelling? Really, this doesn't seem all that bad.

...at least it wouldn't, if you weren't also probably surrounded by strangers. Characters will find themselves sitting with 5-6 other people; and all but one of you have color coded collars with bells on them. Try as you might, you can't remove them. One member of your group however, will wake up clutching a tall shepherd's staff, with a team colored bell attached to it. There's an innate feeling they should hold on to it.

Maybe you will immediately try to introduce yourself! But, you might find that difficult, as you can't remember your name. Some may have forgotten even more than that. Whoops! Also curiously, if you had any powers prior to coming here? You can't seem to use them at the moment. All your belongings aside from whatever you were last wearing also seem to be missing.

Well. This is a mess. But hey, maybe.............all the dozens and dozens of miniature sheep just STARING at you might be able to help. In particular, a small pink sheep and black ram waddle up, looking a bit alarmed.

And they start talking.]

THIS, THIS IS SO MANY PEOPLE. THIS IS TOO MANY??? I HECKED UP, I HECKED UP--!

Baahaha! It's fiiiine, we just have toss one, right? Shouldn't be too hard.

[And suddenly, you're all struck with a brief bout of silence as they continue to chatter. Well! Maybe listen very carefully to what they have to say.]

[OOC: All supernatural/magic/special abilities (including sheep powers) are sealed until characters go to their respective barns and activate them! If you try to enter a barn that isn't yours right now, your character will be immediately crippled by a massive migraine. Go to your own barn!

DECISIONS will be due no later than Friday May 5th at 9PM EST. Blossom and Stormy will take the answer from each team's Shepherd HERE. Whatever happens will depend on what team ends up chosen!

Otherwise characters are now loose to do whatever! Ping me in discord or on plurk if characters wander into the mist or if you want an npc encounter in the forest! GO FORTH YOU'RE ALL FREE NOW. You can also use this post as a mingle.

Decisions| Introduction | Talk to Sheep | BARNS: DAFFODIL, BLUEBELL, LILY, ROSE, THISTLE, CLOVER]

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I cannot imagine.

. . . At least I do not believe so?

[ He might not recall much right now, but surely talking sheep is not a normal occurrence.]

It feels too strange.

( she taps the bell again, lets it ring.

...

yeah no despite the almost blank look on her face, it's rapidly apparent that she's super overwhelmed. )

I'm not sure what to do now.

I am afraid I feel a little at a loss myself. Our first move ought to be seeking the authorities, but-

[ He glances around. ]

I am unsure that they are anywhere near. Everything here appears very-

[What is a polite term for it?]

Rustic?

It's different than the bit of home I do remember. I've never seen so much grass.

I cannot recall anything aside from a bit of music. But considering I have no familiarity with this... I assume it is not something I am accustomed to.

There's... flashes, here and there. Buildings I think I'm supposed to know. Otherwise, it's the same- I wrote the lyrics for my friends' group, and we would sing together. I... think I can compose and play on my own, as well as produce my own videos. When it's the four of us though, we each take a different role.

( she can say that much with certainty. but when she tries to think of those precious friends' faces... she can't imagine them at all. )

... But the places I do remember aren't like this.

We are all affected differently, it seems. The one commonality we all possess is the fact that none of us seem to recall our own names.

Something gone wrong with what's brought us here, perhaps...? But why our names specifically?

I am still unsure how much I believe in magic. But... I have read before in various works of fiction that names possess a sort of importance and magic of their own. If this really is magic, and we are not all mass hallucinating, perhaps our names were taken as a price. Or to have some sort of control over us.

That would make sense. It's the basis of one's identity... which is the easiest way to maintain control.

( haha, you'd know all about that wouldn't you mafuyu )

These sheep aliens are truly wicked.

Aliens...?

( does she remember aliens... the almighty bot says no. )

What else can they be, if they can speak?

No, I just. Um. Don't remember the concept.

. . . I suppose we are both in a bit of a lurch. It may not matter in the end, since the result is the same.

It's a little frustrating, isn't it? Things others know being just out of grasp...

It causes me to wonder why we were affected more severely. Or what criteria dragged us all here to begin with.

Stormy said... it was calling strong personalities.

. . . Well. I suppose, thus far, most I have met are rather unique at the very least.

Oh, certainly.

( looks at president devil )

[ . . . . . . ]

That one might be in need of a mental evaluation.

At least she's having fun.

At least one of us are.

... Well, maybe we should take some inspiration from that and try and make the best of it. If we simply wallow in confusion, nothing will get done, no?

I suppose, in that case, all we can do is try our best.

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