unknownseas | And with the sweat of your brow...

Fun Fact: Did you know that if the multiverse is real, there could be an almost infinite square mileage of completely unexplored ocean out there?

No reason.

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You wake in one of 25 rooms with a sense of unease that doesn't quite track with how nice the accommodations are. Maybe it has something to do with the giant window leading out to the sea. The temperature is low, which might make you wish you had woken up under the luxurious covers instead of atop them. The lights, too, are low. But next to your bed is a small personal radio, and it's playing a song for you. There's also a small note printed on folded cardstock next to it.

Dear Prospective Citizen,

Welcome to the Helios Suites at New Rapture. The time should currently be 12:00 PM. Please take a moment to get your bearings and become acquainted with your new environment, then meet in the hotel lobby at 1:30 PM sharp for an orientation with Mayor Fontaine.

With only that for guidance, there's only the one thing to do: get out there and start exploring... well, it's hardly a full city, but it's something! And in the halls (or on the wall of your suite or the lobby), you very well may find up to 24 other captives.

What you do until your meeting with Mayor Fontaine, well... that's up to you. Every room certainly gives you something to talk about.

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So the note said, anyway. I'm interested to see what kind of person does something like this.

One with too much time and money on their hands, obviously. Someone a little too used to doing what they want, when they want, whoever it might affect. Isn't this how it goes with unchecked power?

Guess so. And no idea how to direct it anywhere productive.

Yeah. Doesn't look like this person's got anything to be Mayor of except this building. It looks like there's more city out there, but it's all dark. If it's really noon and there's still no light to speak of, no way can anyone live here. Doesn't seem like sound civic planning.