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Two tests too?

Cog x3 (30)
2D10 (0+5) = 5

Perception (45 +20 for 2 mins = 65)
62 phew!

After all that, I forgot to actually give you your perception result, Pants
You notice that things look a bit...off. The robot has been making omelettes for a couple of minutes, but the total number of omelettes waiting to be eaten hasn't changed. The walls and floor look oddly featureless.

Munchkin, you also remember your name, and also don't recognise the place, do recognise the other people, and have an odd sense of deja vu. You notice that it's extremely quiet outside too, no birds, cars, people, anything.

I have a good idea of what's going on. Poor old dumb Edgar on the other hand is clueless and the strangeness nagging at him only frustrates him and makes him grumpy.

Cog test (target <45):

Roll(2d10)+0:
1,4

Perception test:
Roll(2d10)+0:
2,4

So both a pass, with the Cog test being Exceptional :D

Is anyone else getting a déjà vu? This place is giving me a very strange feeling. I'm not sure it's quite........real

Also on the name front, at least that's come back to me. The name's Tiny - for obvious reasons

You will all have all been wondering whether to make any jokes/comments about the 4 foot 10 stature of the woman who came in through the front door, but something about the bright purple hair, crazy eyes and a vague memory of seeing someone get a below-the-belt upppercut suggests it might not be wise!

Perception (50) + 20: 70

Roll(2d10)+0:
8,1,+0
Total:81 Sheeeeit

haha, yeah, Mr Deject doesnt see shit. (still need a name from you, deej).

TSD, you actually got excellent success on both, presuming you took 2 mins like everyone else. That gives you the same level of recall as deej: you get your name, a sense of recognising the others, and a feeling that you both have never been here before, but it being faintly familiar.

Looking around, you also see the place is not quite right. Through the windows you can see that it isn't just the normal repetitiveness you get with suburban neighbourhoods, its the exact same house, copy-pasted over and over again.

Edgar's frustration gets the better of him;

Edgar wrote:Fuck it! I don't know where the hell I am, but it sure as hell ain't home.

I'll stomp off out of the front door and try to remember which direction I should be going in.

As you have no clue where you are, its pretty much a random selection: you can go left or right.

Oooh! Can I come too? Walkies! Rrruf ruf!

Runs after Edgar

Joose wrote:(still need a name from you, deej).

I'm going to go with Barry Dylon (from Archer).

Kurt Walker wrote:Well, someone better stay here so we can remember where we started.

Jeeves, you got any more of this?

He holds up the glass

Barry Dylon wrote:I can stay here I guess.

Actually, if I have any pockets, I would like to search them for items.

The robot looks up at Kurt.

Robot wrote:Are you a resident/guest of this house?

deject wrote:Actually, if I have any pockets, I would like to search them for items.

You find something. Its a ye olde style Dictaphone (a regular Dictaphone, rather than some kind of future-tech quantum-nano Dictaphone.)

Joose wrote:You find something. Its a ye olde style Dictaphone (a regular Dictaphone, rather than some kind of future-tech quantum-nano Dictaphone.)

Oh hey! Note to self: I don't know where I am right now. I should probably figure that out.

Theres a little bit of something already recorded on there.

Joose wrote:Theres a little bit of something already recorded on there.

Way to spoil his fun with plot, man.

I'm going to stomp off down the street to the right.

Edgar wrote:Well sure little lady, you stick with Edgar. Where the hell are we? I don't know nobody in suburbia. Erm, I don't think.

Way to spoil his fun with plot, man.

I'm going to stomp off down the street to the right.

You get to the point about halfway between one house and the next, and hit an invisible wall. Its like there's a sheet of extraordinarily clean and clear glass across the road.

Despite walking straight into it nose first, it doesn't hurt at all. There is a little dribble of blood coming out of your nose though.

I'll hammer on it and shout at my unidentified captor for a bit.