THE MOCK WEEK

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You find yourself waking in a large dressing room, incredibly spacious, but in intense disarray. The bed is comfortable enough, and each room seems to be equipped with a working bathroom and shower, so it's at least livable. But aesthetically, the place has hit the floor.

The horrifying clock mounted on the wall reads 9 am. After enough searching, you'll find a large tourist-y map of the studio on one of the dressers. An ominous note attached to the map with a paperclip reads "12PM WAITING AREA". It's not like you have any choice in the matter, seeing as there doesn't seem to be any way out.

Upon exiting the dressing room, you note a crooked star attached to the door bearing your name. There are 24 others like this, bearing names that you may or may not recognize. A quick tour around the studio reveals it to be in a similar state of disrepair, but something doesn't sit...right with you. Though the place is certainly creepy, you get strange vibes as you explore the building. As you move about the dust-filled halls of the abandoned building, you may spot movement out of the corner of your eye, or hear strange noises from behind you. It's nothing to be worried about, though...right?

At the very least, you'll find some comfort. The projection room and attached theater still seem to be in working order, though you'll have to manually grab one of the reels off the wall and start the thing yourself. In addition, the waiting area and lounge are both filled with reading materials, and the later features a large stage and a microphone. The commissary seems to replenish itself with food whenever you take your eyes off of it, ensuring that we won't be going hungry anytime soon. There are also cabinets full of ingredients and a small kitchen should you not trust whatever your benefactor is placing out for you.

Fortunately for them, the smaller individuals amongst your party won't find a great deal of difficulty moving around. Though their beds remain oversized, there seem to be appropriately-sized staircases and escalators placed about in appropriate spots, so as to make their lives easier. After all, they can't just keep relying on the others to get up to the cabinets and such, can they?

While you're waiting to find out what the deal here is, you might as well come out and socialize.]

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[misplacesfriends]

[He shakes his head, advancing towards a door marked "WALL-E" and gives it a knock.] From a distance they're stars. Up close they're planetary systems. Sometimes they end up being stations so big they look like a planet themselves from far away.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Okay Elsa's gunna need a minute because she looks awestruck. She'd always read stories about how the stars were like the realms of gods connected to their world by the bridge formed by the northern lights.... to think that regular people could be up there too!

This... actually helps her a little bit, believe it or not. There's still a nervous sort of tension around her, but there's also a spark of curiosity in her eyes. S-Sorry Finn, you're gunna have to deal with that now...]

Have you been to any of those planets? Are they similar to ours?

[misplacesfriends]

[It might take him a while to get distracted by her questions, their task is a little more forward on his mind at the moment. But at least it's helping her calm down, gives her something to focus on more than their situation.]

Depends...? Which one is this? [Earth is a thing but he's never been to it. Probably never anywhere near it. ...Probably never even had lessons mention it.]

[defyingfrigidity]

... Unless something very wrong is going on here, this is Earth.

[Yeah it has to be. There's no way they could've been taken to another planet without them knowing, right?]

[misplacesfriends]

[He pauses, turns and looks at her, his hand on the doorknob but his face is screwed up in confusion.] Earth?!

[How the balls... He turns towards Elsa.] I'm on...earth?

[defyingfrigidity]

[... Ah. She's.. not sure if that's a good reaction or a bad one, oh no...]

Y-Yes? Is that bad?

[misplacesfriends]

Kind of...? I was more than a few galaxies away from the placement of that solar system. [Not to mention the technology of this place doesn't lead him to believe he can get back home.]