ADVENTURE IS OUT THERE...

[pleasureislanders]

The first thing you notice upon gaining consciousness is the smell. The air smells musty and woody, like the back corner of some forgotten tourist trap. As you stir yourself awake, you find yourself in a wicker bed with a soft sheet draped over you. The room’s walls are wood-paneled, and a nearby desk displays a digital clock reading “9 AM”. A singular potted plant provides the barest amount of decoration--though, the exact plant species differs between rooms. A note written in flowing cursive has been taped to your door.

MEETING IN THE LOBBY AT NOON
- G ♥
As you make your way out of your room, you’ll find yourself on a balcony overlooking a octagonal lobby below. Various artifacts and trophies decorate the club from top to bottom, cluttering the walls and any available surface. From here, you can clearly see that the marble floor of the lobby is decorated to look like a compass. Descending the stairs will reveal that, in addition to the artifacts mounted on the walls, several plaques have been put up detailing the lives of those trapped here--including you.

If you peer out the windows, you’ll see a tropical island sprawled out before you, overgrown with palm trees and shrubs. If you peer far enough above the treeline, you might even be able to see the ocean. No matter how hard you try, the front door is sealed shut and the windows seem impossible to break.

You've got until noon 'til the meeting happens. For now...enjoy the club, if you can.

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[bottlerockets]

[There's a long, long pause at that, until finally...]

... I think I need to sit down.

[He's just going to do that now. Right here in the middle of the floor sitting there in a daze.

If he had a pillow though he would probably be screaming into it right now.]

[crudeforaguylikeyou]

[This is definitely some high society culinary lingo and not complete gibberish.]

A Pope Benedict meat Mike & Ike would be delightful. Do make it medium-medium rare, though. Not too browned, not too pink. It should walk the fine line between delicacy and disease.

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

No...?

[ X-23 knows absolutely no pop culture, it's incredible. ]

Okay. Who's your master?

[dannydorito]

[Bill just squints for a second.]

OH HEY, my mistake! There was someone in here earlier who JUST matches that description, dunno how I could've mixed the two of you up. What can I get for you Tommy?

[dannydorito]

Oh no, a bunch of mortals trying to kill me, that's NEVER happened before.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

All I know is that I was traveling down the road on Fidella - and next thing I know, I'm laying in a bed I don't recognize, in a inn I never stopped at. [She sighs.] How do I even tell if any of this is real?

[neverhadafriend]

[A loud buzzer noise plays, and a big red X flashes above Genie's head.]

Believe me, I'd love to tell ya, kid, but I can't disclose that. Part of the contract.

[At least he seems genuinely apologetic about it.]

But, uh, hey! Any other questions I can probably answer!

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

And I was in the middle of the woods. [ Where else would this feral child live, honestly. ] I don't know. What else would it be?

[neverhadafriend]

As if you ain't a mortal yourself, now, too!

[neverhadafriend]

[Ah, jeez. Genie stares at Chicken Little, unsure of what to do. A few moments later, he waves his hand and a soft purple pillow appears before him.]

Knock yourself out, kiddo.

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

[ Well, she at least doesn't look About To Do A Violence now. ]

Okay. Where are we? On a map.

[kuzcospoison]

Sure thing, pal! I'll make it half on the hoof.

[Soon enough, he slides Cecil a plate. And on it? A split English muffin, both halves topped off with a slice of Canadian bacon (medium-rare) and a poached egg, drenched in a rich Hollandaise sauce, sprinkled with chopped chives, immaculately seasoned with salt, pepper, and paprika. This is unmistakably an Eggs Benedict and not whatever the hell Kronk called it earlier.]

Here y'go, my good man. Hope it's, uh, to your taste.

[dannydorito]

Great, that's perfect kid.

[He'll take the copy of the Genie's meeting notice and- there's gotta be pens around here somewhere, right, note taking is a storied tradition among murdergames, he could've easily found one practically anywhere.]

[He scribbles on the paper for a second and hands it back.]

TO MY BIGGEST FAN NUGGET

-THAT PENGUIN GUY

[The "a" in "that" is stylized as a small triangle with an eye, weird.]

[dannydorito]

This ain't my first body-hopping rodeo, Smiley. I know how this works.

[Arrested Development Narrator: but he did not]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[She just. growls, and glares at the button as if that will get it to stop playing. Her hand goes to her belt. But. No knife.]

How's this even possible?

[bottlerockets]

Oh... thank you very much, sir.

[He nods his head politely along with the gratitude... before he then proceeds to put the pillow against his face here and scream into because wow, wow!! This really is proceeding into being a really weird bad day to be Chicken Little.

A pause for breathing, holding up a finger as if to say "one second", and then back to screaming into it again for another minute before he finally puts the pillow down.]

Okay... I'm good. I'm good now.

[is he really tho--but okay at least the screaming part he seems to have gotten out of his system for now]

[neverhadafriend]

Oh! Now, that, I can probably answer!

[Suddenly, school desks and a chalkboard manifest in front of her. X-23 gets gently placed in a plastic chair as Genie pulls down a map of Earth. Genie puts on a pair of half-moon spectacles and adopts a slightly deeper, serious tone of voice.]

Now, children, may I direct your attention to this map? [He whips out a stick and points towards the Atlantic ocean.] "Pleasure Island", the island you are currently stuck on, is a scenic, tropical getaway located in the middle of the ocean. Riiiight below the A-- [He points to the label, and a red pushpin appears with a cartoonish pop!] --in Atlantic. Average temperatures hover at around 70 to 80 degrees Fahrenheit--or, 21 to 26 degrees Celsius, if you live in any other part of the world besides America.

[Just as quickly as these props appeared, they vanish into thin air.]

Bein' in the middle of the ocean has its advantages--no one's around to bother you, and there's no contact to the outside world.

[bottlerockets]

... Thank you? I'll make sure to keep this in good condition.

[A pause, and then...]

Wait, sorry, I should have been asking you where we even are, not... not talking about autographs, um. Do you know what's going on?

[dannydorito]

Oh, that's easy kid. It's a kidnapping.

[Said FAR TOO CASUALLY]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

So not too far off from me. [Consider she was also a feral woman living in the woods.]

An illusion? Some kind of weird magic house made of shells that sprouts up in the middle of nowhere?

[bottlerockets]

... What?

[Yeah that was far too casual for Chicken Little here.]

Are you... is that a joke? Or...

[A pause, before he considers aloud--]

Was it the aliens?

[goldiloxy]

[A shocked gasp.] What? But-but Runt's still back home! And I'm already missing him!

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

[ Well, she's never been in a school but she does know her geography! ]

So we're trapped on an island. That explains being allowed to walk around, I guess - I'm guessing there aren't a lot of other islands around here.

[halloteen]

[primly] Technically, it's whoever has his lamp.

look out belooooow

[prodigalhairess]

......... Cass?

[That voice.

If Rapunzel hadn't been so sure she was awake, she'd be convinced this was a dream. She, too, had been hearing her best friend's voice in her dreams; once the angry, bitter words Cass spit at her while under Zhan Tiri's thumb, more often than not, she now hears the softer, happier words from their last talk before Cass set out on her journey.

But this wasn't a dream! it felt way too real to be one! SO when Rapunzel turns and sees her, she cna't help but let out a happy squeal, charging forward and immediately throwing her arms around the other woman.]

Cass! Ohmigosh, I can't believe it! [For the moment, all of her panic and worry is gone. She's just... so happy!] Is this where you've been this entire time??? How did you get wher? Where are Owl and Fidella??