Welcome to the Program

[airlockedmods]

[Each Champion is awoken by an alarm ringing from a machine attached to their non-dominant arm. Whatever they were doing, whatever state they were in, they're in a bed now, in good health. And maybe a bit different since the last time they looked in a mirror.

There's a text note on the device attached to their arms.]

Good morning, Champions. In the interest of maintaining healthy sleep patterns, a day/night cycle is in effect. Your presence is expected in the food court in exactly one hour.

[Your surroundings look like your normal everyday space mall. But if you look at the functions of the device on your arm, there's Not-so-familiar profiles, some rules, and a mini-map that'll show you the layout of the mall.

You are free to explore at your leisure...For an hour, at least.]

Comments

[induality]

Right.

[She's glad you understand. She's seen what electronics can do-- machines of any type are scary. And she's seen enough people blow up from exploding wrist contraptions.]

Yeah-- but it feels like it's on there tight.

[Not a whole lot of wiggle room.]

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha has definitely seen what technology is capable of. A little too much. Mind-scarringly so.]

Very tight. I've never seen something like it, but I don't like it.

[Since there's no more tugging, she's going to poke through the device instead.]

It behaves almost similarly to a scroll, but it's still different.

[induality]

I-I'm not good with machines b-but at least it's not that hard to operate. But there are a few people here who don't know the first thing about this level of technology.

[It concerns her because it would fit with the idea of space technology probably-- or at least her concept of it.]

Figuring out how to get rid of them is g-gonna be a pain...

[tokencanadian]

Well... if anyone needs it, I'd be happy to try and explain it to them. [If she can? This doesn't seem all THAT complicated to her.]

I'm sure there's... a process, or some kind of machine, or a person we can talk to about them. Try not to worry, alright?

[She doesn't want you to worry!! she's already worry!!]

[induality]

We'll... figure it out... yeah.

[She doesn't sound certain, but-- staying stuck on that isn't going to help them now.]

If... nothing else, someone here has to know. W-we'll just have to find a way to get it out of them.

[MUCH EASIER SAID THAN DONE, BUT...]

[tokencanadian]

Of course we will. It can't be... that hard.

[She wants to hope, but there's a dry taste in her mouth.]

....What's your name? I'm Pyrrha.