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Who: Max Caulfield & Anybody
Broadcast: Open
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Saturday, pre-shuffle

[ Max is almost used to waking up in weird places. But when she awakens to the crisp, clean, sterile surroundings of the Marsiva's hospitality deck, she knows something is wrong. Her dorm room, Chloe's room, school maybe, the lighthouse... but this felt more like a hospital. Where...? ]

This isn't... where is this? [ She's quick enough to her feet, glancing around. ] Calm down, Max, just need to figure out... where......

[ She trails off when she catches sight of those bowing windows in the viewing bay, showing... space. ]

No way. No way... This can't be real.

[ She seems to be in denial for a few moments. Gaping, staring, taking a step back...

And then, hands shaking... she pulls out an old instant camera and snaps a picture. "Always take the shot." That's what she had been told.

She shakes the photo that pops out for a moment, then stares at it, as if the view would somehow be different. But alas, it is not. ] This is really happening, isn't it? I'm in space. How?


[ Assume she's open to messages here. During and following those, though, she'll be snooping around the deck, looking at and through anything and everything. Snoop, Max, snoop and figure things out. ]

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[save_the_souls]

[Allen sees this over the feed. With a concerned look, he responds]

Are...you alright?

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What...? [ And now Max has stopped, glancing around. ] Who's there? [ New person, caught unawares by the network, you know the drill.

She stops looking around when she sees a worried looking boy on one of the screens and WOW those are some really good special effects because that scar is seriously messed up.

....He's not the one who talked, is he? ]

[save_the_souls]

Ah- over here! [He gives a sheepish little wave to show that yes, he's talking.] I'm speaking through the communicator.

Hello. I'm Allen.

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[ Oh. Oh wow, he is talking. Does that make the scar real? Dude...

She gets closer to the screen. She saw a movie that went kind of like this once, and it did not end well for any of the main characters, so she looks a bit apprehensive. Also, she's still kidnapped and in space, so apprehension is understandable anyway. ] Allen? Do you know what's going on?

[save_the_souls]

[He gives a little nod] A little. Everyone here was taken by a group called Atroma and put on these ships.

You should be on the Marsiva right now, I believe.

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So... like, a conspiracy? [ Some shadowy organization kidnapping people...

...to put them in space?

She could buy the shadowy organization bit, but putting people into space... ] Why?

[save_the_souls]

Um...

Well, apparently, we're on some sort of television show...? Something called a "reality show"?

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[ Is he serious? ]

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You're shitting me, right?

I'm pretty sure reality TV doesn't take place in space.

[save_the_souls]

Sorry...I'm afraid I'm not. It's as ridiculous as it sounds.

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And they just... kidnap people? To fill up "Survivor: Space"?

[ She swears, if this is what happened to Rachel Amber... ]

[save_the_souls]

Uh- not quite like that! No one's really died off yet!

[Yeah okay. There's a chance he's never seen an episode of Survivor. A slim chance.]

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Dude, nobody actually dies on Survivor. They just get voted off and...

...god, do people die here?

[save_the_souls]

They don't? Then why call it Survivor...?

[It makes no sense! And there's a pause. Crap.]

Well, uh-

N-not really! Things have been mostly peaceful!

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Okay, that makes me feel a little better about being kidnapped. Not much, but a little.

So are we really in space, then? Are there aliens and stuff? [ Do aliens watch reality TV...? ]

[save_the_souls]

Uh-

There's people who aren't human or from Earth, yes, if that's what you mean.

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That's actually pretty cool. This is like a real sci-fi... except also a reality show. [ So also kinda lame. ] But still kidnapping.

Think we can convince them to send us home? [ She doesn't sound like she's putting much faith in that plan. If other people have been here, they'd've tried that already for sure. ]

[save_the_souls]

Mm, the kidnapping part is a real...damper? On things.

[Like a serious bummer]

No one's had much luck so far. They don't really respond to any messages we send them. I mean, besides sending money if we do something that improves our "ratings".

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That does sound like the kind of media bigwigs I've heard about. Ignore their people unless it has to do with ratings. [ Spoilers, Max is liberal hippie trash. ]

I have to get back to my friends, though. And... [ Stop the end of the world? ] ...school, I guess. Going missing is seriously gonna mess things up.

[save_the_souls]

Does it? I...don't really know much about those things.

[He frowns a little sympathetically]

I'm sorry. I wish I had better news. There's a chance you might get sent back right at the moment you left, though I...don't know about that for sure.

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Get sent back at the moment I left...? So, what, these guys have freaky time powers? [ Congrats, Max, you share a power with the bad guys.

Granted, arriving back in Arcadia Bay with time to stop the end of the world would be a good thing. Just... unsure on the thought of the bad guys having time powers at all. ]

[save_the_souls]

Something like that...people get brought here from all different points in time.

[He meanwhile isn't aware of why she seems so unsure. Maybe she's just not used to freaky powers...? It's a mystery]

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That's crazy. I mean, I believe you, it's just.... kind of hard to wrap your head around, you know?

It sounds like a bad episode of a British sci-fi show. [ She's binged some Dr. Who, she knows this. ]