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

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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. ]

Comments

[mythmaker]

You're in for such a treat, then! Goodness, the Zora are so tall, too, even taller than you are. But they're very warm.

[But that question is a little dark. Azusa comes to a stop in their walk and closes her eyes, humming for a second or two in contemplation.]

When it comes to bad things...it's really more like a bad feeling, like 'watch out for back streets' or 'a lack of patience may lead to a bad circumstance.' It's those kinds of feelings. But...

[She opens her eyes again and she's still smiling.]

If I ever felt something bad, I'd tell them, and then I'd help them make sure it didn't come true.

[hashtagdaddy]

"Cor - Sir - you were the youngest ever to join the Crownsguard. You stood by Dad's side and by the King's side since you were thirteen and I don't think I've ever heard of you taking a day off or taking time for yourself."

It's true - the Marshal's dedication was the stuff of legend and many drunken nights were spent by Glaive and Guard alike trying to figure out how he managed to never need so much as a sick day.

"There's not a doubt in my mind that both of them knew you'd stay unless the King himself specifically ordered you to leave. What sort of example would it have set if Cor the Immortal - the most respected warrior outside of my father - disobeyed a direct order from the Crown?"

[sonoftenebrae]

[Ravus shakes his head.]

It would have made little difference. Tenebrae was under Imperial control. A letter sent from Lucis would never have reached her.

[There was a reason Lunafreya had needed to use her divine messengers to keep in contact with her prince.]

She...wanted to meet you as well. [The two Nox Fleurets had taken very different paths and not been on good terms for most of the time after their mother's death, but he had still listened to whatever Lunafreya would share with him when he was home.]

You should tend to your chocobo.

[Ravus turns away. This conversation is too much right now. The tragedy in Altissia is still too fresh.]

[nanaimo_bar]

There are healing classes and support classes as well. You may look into those. Like Astrologian and White Mage, and Gourmand even if you wish to get into cooking.

[arosetowar]

Danced? [Less a matter of interest -- performing arts tend to bore her -- and more a question of logic. It isn't really one she needs to have answered though, so she refocuses elsewhere.]

Is that why it's your favourite? The performance?

[zanarkandian]

I don't know, but I'd guess just...basic stuff? Writing, math, maybe a little about the skills you need in this world?

And yeah, we were all invited to join guilds. I'm in the ninja and swordmaster guilds, and I'm focusing on learning my ninja abilities first.

[littlemhigan]

"S'pose I ought to have a good look meself; There's no shortage've airships here but I'ven't seen one that can swim, unless some madman's dreamed one up and is keepin' it hidden. Found anythin' else interestin' in yer wanderins?"

Castor pauses and actually studies the girl before her, actually noting the hair when it's mentioned. "Emerelda, huh? 'S a good name. Kim a friend?"

[doodlebuginette]

Well maybe not lucky. But I think it's neat that you were one of the first ones here.

[Did that sound a little weird? Maybe.]

Oh no. Do they know what's wrong with Black? [Though she supposed if they did, they'd probably have fixed her by now.] Do you think he'd really let me see her?

[hashtagdaddy]

[He's still a little startled surprised, so Gladio opts to get situated on a couch and actually take a look around the house. While his eyes wander he tries to maintain a conversation with this younger version of the man he knew as Majesty.]

I don't think I've ever known you at this age Your Maj - Regis. [It's too strange to call him 'Your Highness' because for him that's always been Noctis. Hopefully the use of his name won't offend.]

You, er, look well. Have you been here for a while or are you part of the newer group too?

[stillsmiling]

Ninja swordmaster...! [Sounds like the main character in a comic book!

Shi is very much of a fan of those kinds of heroic stories, so looks on with awe. So he's in the presence of someone really, really cool?]

I don't know if I would be any good at fighting, though... Am I allowed to do something not fighty?

[chosennobody]

[Now the thought was in his mind, and he was going to do whatever it took to make this happen. They'd both enjoy this moment.]

Yeah, same. Good luck.

[And with that Roxas turned and headed back to his own house to talk to Demyx, plan forming with each step.]

[modelcivilian]

Ehehe, well, if we look at it this way, I'll be able to help anyone new that arrives here.

[People that might come from their world especially.]

Oh yeah, she's just powered down. Shiro says she'll eventually get enough energy to power back on. [He nodded.] Yeah! I mean, I could probably show you her too, but we can only look.

[regalblaze]

[It is the only thing he can offer at the moment, Ravus. He also doesn't know what kind of desserts you like. Well... he doesn't know a lot about Ravus when it comes down to it but, if Ravus decides to stay, maybe he'll learn.]

Actually, Lord Clarus' Moogle very grounded. [He wonders if the two managed to finally get along.]

Of course. There is an empty room upstairs you can use.

[sassafrisk]

Frisk shakes their head, shrugging. "No idea. But hey, at least we aren't dead now, right? We should be glad for that!" If only. Knowing that would make things a lot less- oh, right! That was always an option. Taking a deep breath, Frisk closes their eyes, focuses, and imagines the past... but nothing happens.

Okay, maybe that was a fluke. Flukes happened. If they tried again- nope. Still nope.

Third time's the charm? Apparently not.

Frisk does their best to keep their cool, but their smile is rapidly becoming plastic.

[sassafrisk]

Frisk doesn't question Papyrus, although they are wondering what the heck he means exactly. He was their best friend, after all. They could trust him. "Got it. Where do we go? You owe me an explanation later, by th-" Frisk's eyes widen as a crack begins opening right next to their head, and they just barely dodge it before it reaches them. "Okaylet'sgetgoingnow!" they squeak.

[hashtagdaddy]

Wait, this isn't the first time you've been taken from home and plopped in a different world? [That's ... ominous. And something he really wishes he could talk about with a certain, insanely smart friend of his.]

Anyone in particular thinks knows more than they're saying? Or are you just speaking about the original world inhabitants in general?

[sassafrisk]

"Thanks!" Frisk then starts, realizing something. Whoops. They... probably should've taken care of that earlier. "But I don't think I ever got your names? Mine's Frisk."

[sassafrisk]

Frisk smiles at Marinette's reactions. Papyrus taking everything literally was endearing, but it was sometimes a bit of a disappointment when their jokes failed to land. His reactions were still always hilarious, though, whether or not he got the punchline. "Ultimate Saga is the biggest JRPG franchise on my planet. Been around for more than a hundred years. And no, I'm serious this time. As for 7... eh, it's good and it broke the series into the mainstream, but it's given waaaaay too much attention over some other good titles. It's been more than a century after its release and they're still in development for the eleventh remake of the game!"

[wheretheresawill]

I think I've seen a woman with pink hair around, but I don't know if she's the one you're looking for. I don't remember a uniform...

Even if they're not here, more people keep arriving. They might show up later, so don't give up on them, okay?

[wheretheresawill]

Um. [How do you explain to a five year old that you can't take her back to her home?] I can take you to some people who will take care of you. Is that okay? It sounds like you've had a busy day.

[hatejakku]

The Zora-...? [ But, okay, later. They've stopped now.

Finn listens to here then stays silent long enough to process it before smiling. This woman was too kind for that kind of thing. He resolved to not ask her about his own future, if he ever did choose to ask any Astrologian. ] I'm sorry for asking a question like that.

[nanaimo_bar]

"Nanamo Ul Namo, and this is Papashan," said Nanamo, gesturing to her whiskered moogle. "It is a pleasure to meet you Frisk."

"There are multiple places you can hide out if you are feeling uncomfortable with your moogle partner," added Papashan. "Everyone knows that Mogdyne is very forceful."

[daggercubed]

Shit, shooting is incredible. I knew the fucker who invented guns on my world. Almost no one could do it.

[einspine]

A house made of bees? Papyrus laughed yet again at the remark, raising an index finger. "BUT SURELY IF THEY WERE MADE OF BEES, THEY'D BE A DISTINCT SHADE OF YELLOW AND BLACK. NEVER MIND THAT THEY WOULD EITHER BE DECIDEDLY LESS STABLE OR, ALTERNATIVELY, QUITE BRITTLE IF THE BEES WERE CONVERTED INTO BUILDING MATERIAL EN MASSE. WHICH SEEMS RATHER GRUESOME AND I'D RATHER NOT THINK OF THE LOGISTICS OF IT."

Happy thoughts, please! Not... thoughts of bees being ground into some kinda plaster. Oof. That was certainly not pretty.

Either way, he followed along with a pep in his step. "AT ANY RATE, I'M THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AND IT'S A PLEASURE TO MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE."

[mythmaker]

They're like us, but they're taller. And fishier. They're so energetic, too. Ah, maybe you'll meet Ganeshan soon.

[But the Zora rambling aside, she's quick to shake her head. Really, it's fine.]

No, it's alright. I don't mind. My life back home is pretty comfortable, but I think it's important for me to think about questions like that sometimes. Not everything is easy forever, is it? Especially for us now that we're here.

[Since they're both foreigners.]