melodiesofeternity | Introduction Log || It's Happening Again (Again!)

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Introduction Log || It's Happening Again (Again!)

Who: All characters (New Arrivals, Previous Arrivals, and Native OCs)
When: June 5th
Where: The Dream Width (Airship), the Curti Center, and the Housing District
What: It is happening again. More outworlders have arrived in the Dream Width and must be rescued and brought back to their new homes on Vaikuntha
Warnings/Notes: Only new players can put up a toplevel. Previous arrivals and native characters can respond to new characters' toplevel posts.

MEMORY

[ You've been here before...? No, wait, why would you think that? You're here in the moment, everything is as it should be...(?) The memory you are trapped in has completely enthralled you. You stop questioning and accept, you relive and repeat. Luckily, you are not alone. Others have arrived to help you. The travelers in the airships will enter the nebula formed by your memories and attempt to wake you up and bring you back to the present. The dreamer's mind will shape how these newcomers are perceived and how the NPCs in the memory respond to them. For more details on the mechanics, please refer to this post]

ARRIVAL

[ You wake from your dreams, from your memories, on a narrow cot. There are fleeting impressions- recycled air, humming machinery, movement, strangers waking around you. The room you wake in is lined with cots, with barely enough space between them to walk to the door, though not all of them show signs of having been occupied. The makeshift infirmary seems like it was prepared to hold many more than are here.

Stepping out, there is a lobby space that bears the signs of having once held some furniture, now cleared away to make space. Your footsteps echo in the emptiness.

As the automatic door slides shut on the infirmary, a light flashes on the far side of the room.

A flickering holographic projection of a man’s face and gloved hand appears projected in the space above the arrivals’ heads. He backs up so his upper body is in frame for the recording. An arm, covered in the same orange flightsuit sleeve, hands him a tablet. The man begins to read. A written version of the message scrolls along the bottom of the projection as he speaks. ]

’Welcome travelers’… That’s way too formal. Hey everyone.

Hi!

[ The second man leans into the frame to add his greeting. ]

Don’t panic. You were floating out there, but we pulled you in and rescued you.

Yeah, we’re heroic AND handsome. And also the only ones crazy enough to come out here to get you.

[ A woman’s voice calls from out of frame. ] Can you two be serious for ONE moment and stick to your scripts?

[ The two men give each other a conspiratorial eyeroll. This does not appear to be their first take. ]

Anyways, no need to panic. Seriously, don’t do anything reckless. We got our fill of that with Skywalker.

[A huff is heard offscreen, and the men finally spare the tablet another glance.]

‘Your pilots will be navigating treacherous environs as this message plays…’ Claire, seriously? Nobody talks like this!

[ The tablet is tossed to the side and lands with a thunk offscreen. ]

We’re gonna wing it. Look, everyone, we’re workin’ hard to get you planetside safely, and it’s gonna take some tricky flying to do it. So the door to the cockpit is locked so we can focus on not getting us all killed. Don’t try to open it, unless you want to be stardust.

We promise you’ll get answers about what’s going on once we land. But for now, please trust us. Right now, we’re your only hope.

[ The second man leans forward, close to the recording device, and presses a button. The projection freezes for a moment, and then the message starts on the next recorded message. ]

CURTI CENTER

[ Finally after hours of flight, you arrive at the Curti Center. The other NPCs await you having been notified of your retrieval in the Dream Width. Cid gives a short and to the point welcome speech, explaining what the situation is: you were lost in a space called the Dream Width. You are now on a planet called Vaikuntha: for ages, the people of this world have used Airships to rescue people lost in the Dream Width, with one person being found roughly every ten years. No one knows why this happens, but this has been a mutually beneficial exchange, with the people from Vaikutha rescuing people lost in the Dream Width and the rescued ones sharing their wisdom with the people of Vaikuntha. Ten years ago, something unusual happened: two people were found at once, Biggs and Wedge. But that was nothing compared to what happened two months ago. And now, here you are. No one knows why such a large number of people has arriving lately, but the Curti Center is a place dedicated to piercing the Dream Width's secrets.

Cid also introduces the other ones: his assistant Jessie, a young woman fascinated by the new arrivals, Claire, the woman sighing and writing in her schedule book upon being pointed out as the bookkeeper, Kupoto and Mogaruru, their Mognet representatives and finally the Native OCs: those brave and kind souls who have accepted to help you all on a daily basis.

After Cid finishes (and Claire grumbles at her work never being done), the employees, including the Native OCs, provide a tour of the facility and help the newcomers navigate their future lives. Now is the time to ask questions and look over pamphlets regarding locations, Jobs, life in Vaikuntha... ]

[ If you want to contact an NPC, you can do so on the NPC Contact Page. ]

A BALL OF FLUFF NAMED MOOGLE

[ It has been a long day, perhaps now you would like to find your way to a place to sleep? Or perhaps you'd like to get some answers, but you can't be bothered to go seek people out?

And lo, just as despair begins settles in, a Moogle slams into you! Or stops by your side if their aim is decent... It's the Moogle Cid mentioned in his speech earlier! And they'll be informing you that now, they will stick to you like your shadow and help you in anyway they can!

They're also giving you your iMog Slate- Now you can get onto Mognet! Isn't it great? ]

A QUICK CHECK-UP

[ Whether it's your Moogle, Native OCs or NPCs, all will urge you to stop by the hospital wing for a basic check-up. You may disagree, but listen. You've just been thrown into a space between worlds, rescued, and brought to another world. For your own sake, that's a good idea. Should you give in and go (or should you be dragged by your Moogle or a Native OC), you will find yourself in the cold and white space very reminiscent of an hospital. For characters with specific medical conditions necessitating help, this is where they will receive it if asked.

The doctors and nurses are all White Mages or Chemists, with various levels into their Job as well as medical knowledge. Don't mind the confused looks if you look like nothing they've ever seen before... It's hard for a doctor to be unable to give a proper diagnosis to a patient! For everyone else though, they'll be let go with smiles and be given a candy as they leave.

No one likes medical check-ups, but it's a very quick and basic one: testing reflexes, taking your temperature and the likes. On the bright side, while you're grumpily sitting on a bed with a thermometer on your forehead or in your mouth, it might be a good time to socialize with your fellow new arrival who's having lights flashed into their eyes by a doctor. Misery loves company, after all. ]

PRETTY SIGHTS

[ There's plenty of rooms to wander about in, with several points of interest apart from the offices.

The Airship Hangar is where the airships are kept and the first room you entered. Workers keep guard to prevent the outworlders from getting too close to the vehicles. Airships are expensive and they don't want you messing with them, after all.

Venturing into the Research Section, you can walk through public exhibitions on astronomy, airship design, and asterisk studies. A good place to get used to the basic science of this world. The laboratories lie behind a thick locked door with a sign reading "EMPLOYEES ONLY". No going there, for now anyway. Not too far from there are the Employee Quarters - work stations, apartments, and lounge areas. The latter are available to the public, whereas the rest is locked to Native OCs. But if you get them to be friends with you, perhaps they'll let you visit?

Also open to all is a Cafeteria - a standard food court with stalls serving all types of Vaikunthan cuisine. The Chef is a very jovial and absent-minded Hypello. Beware of long lines and crowded tables. Should you prefer open spaces, then the gardens are for you! There are different sections in the gardens around the center. One boasts a wide array of blooming flowers, another more practical with herbs commonly used in Vaikunthan cooking. One had been cultivated for butterflies and hummingbirds to visit. Paths have been laid through so that visitors can safely navigate, and moogles will swoop down and shout at anyone who strays into the flower beds.

Or perhaps, you want to wait till the sunset. Dusk on a new world, but a beginning of a new life... The sea shines bright in the orange light. A good moment for quiet contemplation. ]

HOUSING

[The housing accommodations are the best the Curti staff could provide, given that they are still also sheltering most of the previous arrivals from the Dream Width. The keys have been entrusted to the moogles who will be guiding the new arrivals.

The new arrivals can stop by the Curti Center storage room to collect some essential supplies that have been donated by charity organizations from around the world (there are boxes of toothbrushes and whitening toothpaste sent from the Zora, hair brushes from the Elezen, quick-drying towels from the Hypello, among the various donations of clothes, toiletries, and blankets), before heading to their temporary homes. The people of Vaikuntha have done their best to provide for their new neighbors and help them get on their feet.

Still, things will be a little cramped until the off-worlders can find employment and move into better housing. The staff hopes they can get along with one another until alternate arrangements can be made.

You can survive living with roommates for a few months, right?]

THE JOB FOR YOU

[An important part of life on Vaikuntha is the Job (or Jobs) you choose to take. No, not the way you earn your living. Your Job Class. Most Natives only choose one or two, but you'll have an opportunity to take on more Job Asterisks after you master your first Jobs.

The Curti Center's resident Job Master, Ganeshan, is more than happy to arrange transportation to the various Guilds so that you can claim your first Asterisks. ]

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[ It's almost natural how she leans into the touch. It doesn't erase the conflict on her face, however. ]

May I at least speak with him first?

[ Another deep, steadying breath, and he nods, moving into the Library as Lelouch directs. There are few enough people that he doesn't bother to put the mask back on. He's not certain he'd be able to breathe. ]

Are there reading rooms? [ Hopefully, there is somewhere private. ]

This way.

[ He can't drag Suzaku anywhere. But his hand is still on Suzaku's shoulder. Directing him towards the room. And once inside? Then he shoos him into a chair. ]

Breathe.

[ Lowers his iMog, setting it on an arm of the sofa. ]

Is there anything I can do? [ Mostly directed at Lelouch, but also not ignoring Cornelia. ]

Could you give us a few moments?

[ Lelouch crosses his arms. His fingers tap on his arm. Stay close. Just in case something happens. Lelouch isn't keen on dying here. Not quite yet. ]

[ Doesn't argue and the minute he drops into the chair he buries his head in his hands. ]

I'm sorry for that. [ He is breathing, though. Calming down. Even if that calm does nothing to stop the guilt and loathing. ]

It's a lot to take in. I'm... Sorry.

[ Mogya looks alarmed. Lelouch doesn't apologize. Not sincerely like that. He shoots her a dirty look then refocuses on Suzaku. ]

Take your time to reorient yourself.

[ The only rebellion he knows of besides Zero's was Charles', and that's not likely what this man is talking about. Holds up his hands in a placating gesture. Maybe trying to get him to look away from the holograms. ]

I will agree with you there. What is your name? I am called Zero.

Sometimes the text changes or it can fail to keep private messages private.

[ She really is so much better than any of them. Miles above him, and yet she is trying to comfort him. He doesn't hug her back, though he wishes he could. But he gently touches the arms around him, and eases her backward so they are once again face to face. ]

It would be wonderful, Euphy. You deserve to be happy here. [ His voice is gentler than he can remember it being for a very long time, despite being pretty shaky. He's going to do his best not to lie to her again. To tell her whatever she wants to know, eventually. That's all he can promise her. ]

[ His eyes sting a little from the sincerity he hears. He's missed Lelouch so much, underneath everything. But he gently pushes those thoughts away. He's not ready to deal with that just yet.

It takes only a handful of moments to truly get most of his bearings back -- aside from the foreign world and strange creatures and spaceships and all that -- and then he lifts his head. ]

Where do we even begin, Lelouch?

[ He inclines his head, pressing a hand over his heart. No secret language necessary; even if they were technically equals, and rank means nothing here, he is still Lelouch's knight. ]

I'll step out, then. [ Picks up the iMog and his mask, and adjourns to his room. ]

[ It's one thing that he doesn't return the embrace. She can forgive that. He doesn't seem to be in any condition to do it. This was just as shocking for him as it was for her. But his reply. So ... resigned. 'It would be wonderful', he said. It was a nice thought, was what she heard. She deserved to be happy, he said. Yet did he forget he did, too? There were so many reasons she pushed for SAZ. He may not have been the final reason, but he was certainly a part of it. And now... ]

...you must be tired.

[ Drawing back, her gaze finds him and is unable to keep her eyes from watering. But she can at least speak with as much firmness as necessary. ]

Please, go to the medics. Trust me when I say it is necessary. And the rest ... the rest I can explain later? I promise they won't do anything you don't want. There's so much I wish I could say, but ... you can trust me on this. [ And she knows this is hard on him. She doesn't like seeing that at all. ]

[Astrals? If confusion has a colour, it would be on Selphie's face at the moment. She's not familiar with that type of creature as she looks around quickly for an empty cot to sit on temporarily. Finding one across from Ravus, she seats herself in a neutral position, hands on her lap in a non-threatening gesture.]

I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the Astrals or their power. Could you tell me more about them? I might be able to answer you better that way.

[Selphie smiles as a defense mechanism at everyone she meets for the first time. She feels it's better to act with kindness and compassion in these situations then with any other emotion.]

This might be hard to believe, but I'm actually from a different place than your own home.

"That's a relief," Selphie murmurs as she waves back to Tommy. "Maybe just check in with them at a later time then? They're just concerned about the newcomers, that's all. I'm sure they'll let you go right away if they see that there's nothing wrong."

She reaches into a small pouch at her waist and pulls out a Kupo Nut to offer to the little guy. She's bought a small supply of them recently and to share with moogles in need of a kind gesture. She notices that Cor doesn't seem particularly interested in speaking with her but she wasn't about to give up. If anything, it's just giving her more reason to worm her way in.

"Tommy there will be with you, just like Jaelyn," Selphie points to her own moogle who's sporting a pair of wire-framed spectacles and frowning at the Marshall. "Will be with us for quite some time. They're good friends to have around and they enjoy Kupo Nuts."

[ She notes that the newcomer isn't particularly keen on answering certain types of questions. Maybe he isn't used to random strangers showing concern out of goodwill? There could be any number of reasons but everyone needs a shield to hide behind. Perhaps the mask he wears is his.]

Selphie. My friends call me Selphie. What about yourself? I'm guessing you've got a reason to hide your face but I'm not going to hurt you if you're concerned about that.

[He will try, Moogle friend, he will try. Although knowing Ravus' short temper sometimes and stubbornness (that is sometimes worse than Ignis'), he will need a little bit of luck as well.

Ignis nods in greeting, noting the replacement for magitek arm. It must be rather uncomfortable without it, especially when their powers and skills are stripped away from them. And... from the way he just addressed him- he was probably from some point in future as well.]

Yes, I'm... fine. Right now at least. [Clue that he knows what happens in the future. He fishes out a key and unlocks the door,] Ebony, please take the bags to the kitchen.

[The Moogle takes the bag that was Ignis carrying and disappears inside.]

Is this house that was assigned to you? [Ignis returns his attention to Ravus and his Moogle.]

[Ravus takes the lack of news about his world's fate with the acceptance of one who has believed the end eminent for quite some time.]

But others from my world could be here, from the past? [Because the future is too bleak to worry about. But in the past, there is hope for his sister.]

Does this ship have a manifest?

Impressive looking shit, eh?

[The thing about Vax'ildan is that he can just be right there. Case in point: he's just suddenly back and to the left of Finn, having approached quietly. His hands are down by his sides, as he peers at the equipment.]

I don't know a thing about how any of this works.

They got through a shitton of us last time. They're just checkin' if you're not dyin'. [Totally noninvasive. Though after going through Tonio's healing cooking, no medical procedure could ever scare Okuyasu.

Once Finn is distracted, he grabs hold of his shirt, taking a fistful of cloth in each hand, and yanks him closer.

Not a word, and he attempts to throw him through the doors.]

"Besides being confused as to how on Eos we're no longer on said star? I'm fine." Cor at least picked up quickly that he's in apparently friendly territory, which is why he's not as standoff-ish as he normally would be.

"An actual Moogle..." He huffs in amusement, shaking his head. "Seems like this place is full of surprises already."

[~~Maybe? Cor probably hasn't watched much of that kind of series in years, though, due to job stuff~~]

Not quite as common back home... As far as I'm aware of, no one's seen a living Moogle on Eos in centuries.

[Well, no one who's not a child with a healthy amount of imagination, that is. Not that his own Moogle companion realizes that, based on the horrified look on his face.]

They haven't?! Kupooo, that's terrible~! We're one of the most helpful people in the entire world!

Tommy's face lights up like a Midwinter Tree as soon as his eyes settle on the offered Kupo Nut. "For me~! Kupoooo, thank you~!" He accepts the offer with a little, grateful bow.

No, Cor's not stifling a smile at all as he watches his green-furred companion devour the treat. "Maybe when things die down a little..." It's not quite a promise, but it tends to work for him back home. Sometimes.

"And I'll keep that in mind, miss..." Congrats, Selphie, he's actually looking at you.

"We still don't know either," Ignis sighs. But, he's more than glad to hear that Marshal is alright. He could visit doctor's office soon enough though, just for a basic checkup.

Ignis looks at Ebony:"They are very real. And very friendly and helpful as well. Now that you are here, you should be meeting your own Moogle soon."

"Everyone has their assigned Moogle, kupo!"

Ignis looks around:"Let us head out. A breath of fresh air will do you good after hours on a spaceship. I'm sure you have a lot of questions, Marshal."

"This way Iggy, Mister Marshal!" Ebony chirps happily and weaves through the crowd.

Cor immediately stiffens as soon as he felt hands grabbing his arm. He turns around to see...blonde hair? Maybe? Was he starting to snap and imagine that someone else is already here--

Nope. That shaking definitely felt far too real to be an illusion. "Prom--" Already, the memory's starting to fade, and the older man feels far too light for his own comfort. "What the Six--?!"

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