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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"No, no, seriously! I don't mind." Smiling, Frisk positions themself behind Nunnally's wheelchair, hoping that they don't screw this up. They didn't need another accident on their conscience. "Ready when you are."

"That is a good thing then," said Nanamo, smiling as she poured tea for herself. "What's their name?"

Pop culture went over Nanamo's head but she nodded and smiled. "I'm sure it'll come eventually. One cannot function as a person without getting along with some people."

[That gives Ravus pause. Clarus' presence is...complicated, to put it mildly. The man had witnessed Ravus' mother's death, and Ravus had felt no remorse, being nearby when the same sword ended Clarus' life. The younger generation, Ravus can make his peace with. He does not know if he has it in him to do the same with the older.]

...I will judge the space and see if it will serve my purpose. [He amends. This fledgling alliance with the Lucians is a step forward, then a step back, so much shifting that he is no longer sure where he stands.]

[Ravus is not inclined to optimism, so he gives the child a noncommittal 'hmph' as they speak.

Something passes along the child's face, though, and Ravus takes an instinctive step back.]

Are you going to be sick? There must be a washroom somewhere onboard.

[He has seen enough Imperial cadets experience air sickness to be overly caution when in a craft.]

[ He laughs. ] I like that. And if you don't mind this place, I'm sure I won't either.

[ But yes, they are at the cafeteria. ] Here you go. I see a few people that rode in on the airship with me.

"The helping people part, yes." Selphie concedes. "The wandering out into space to see other people's dreams or memories, not so much.

"It just..." Selphie continues. "Wasn't very pleasant."

[She may or may not have been wondering if any of their other friends were here. But for now, she was more than content to focus on Adrien.]

Good! I'm glad to hear it. [That just makes her smile.] So...

In all honesty, she's still trying to figure out how to react to seeing the walking, talking skeleton. The fact that she's good at remaining cool in a crisis is probably the main thing keeping her from gaping or trying to ask how he was doing what he was doing. But for now, she's more than happy to walk along with him.

"Have you met many unfriendly ones?" she asked. Or unfriendly non-humans? Had he been human once? Would asking that cause problems?

She took another sip and then shifted a little to get more comfortable in her seat. "His name is Adrien, and he's-" Beautiful? Amazing? Breath-taking? "-the best," she murmured happily.

"Ah, Adrien! He's a good young man; polite, energetic, I am gladdened to know that you consider him a good person." said Nanamo, smiling widely. "He and I have a good working relationship, and I am glad to meet another from his world."

[His face lights up at that response. Salieri's a big fan of novels.]

Yes, you're right there. We could treading into some Gulliver's Travels territory. Who knows what this world has to offer us yet!

I guess this means you're not a native of this world, then. Are you new as well?

I'd hope the Moogles could be trusted or we'd all be kinda screwed, yea? [He hasn't missed Dylas skipping over the fact that he's here from a different world that still isn't his home world, and that sets off some interesting bells in Gladio's head.]

I still think your Moogle - Salmog - is just scared of you. And I'll try to remember that some people might know more than they act like they know. Thanks for the heads up on that, by the way.

[He could just leave it there, but he's trying to make a conversation and he can't deny the curiosity about someone coming from a world that wasn't their home.] But I have to ask, what kind of world did you come from originally? Can't help wonderin' what kind of world has Naga commonly runnin' around.

"An' I'm pretty sure you're still not telling the whole truth about what's really botherin' you. Sir." He idly brought one hand to the back of his neck, not entirely used to being this up-front with his mentor. For a moment Gladio worries about being disrespectful to his superior, but this is important.

"How about a tit-for-tat, Sir? You be honest with me an' I'll tell you how I got here so fast."

[Would have pressed him no his ability to control water if he still retained it, but his sigh reminds her that there's no point focusing on something lost. So she falls back on another source of information.]

What of the other worlds you've visited?

[Lucky thing that he came across a big bookworm, then! There's few things that Makoto enjoys more than wasting time enjoying a good book.]

[Her eyes brighten at the recognition.]

Well, I haven't found anybody eighteen meters tall or eight centimeters, if that is what you are asking. Though the tales of beasts and ghosts are not entirely without merit.

[She shifted her weight at the second question.] No... I wouldn't call myself new. But neither would I be old, either. I arrived two months ago.

That's enough to offer some help, but not enough to answer everything satisfactory. Still, if there is anything you would like to know?

[And then they were never heard from again.]

Ah... ( he gets it now. but can you blame him for being reminded of a specialty coffee at first? )

Several others, yeah. Not sure if it's anyone you're looking for though, sorry. ( maybe it's not much consolation, but... ) Seems like it's the same thing that happened two months ago, when the first wave of us arrived.

I hope you do. And if it helps, I'd also like it if I saw you again.

[He seems very calm and polite to her. But they're at the cafeteria, so it's time to say goodbye for now.]

Alright! I'm going to get right to work, then. Thanks for everything, Finn~.

[ooc; this is a good place to end it, right? Thank you for threading with me, Finn is so cute.]

( there's a quite but assuring— ) Mm.
( as he nods his head, swinging it over to the other side to make sure they haven't been spotted. his instructions are hushed, as he moves to duck behind a cart of food trays. )

We're not far from the exit. Take the left up there, I'll watch our backs.

( it was just like old times, and there was no one he'd rather be able to play up this escape with... )

Huh? Oh, right! Do you have any other questions, or do you want to show me to housing?

"WELL, NO, BUT, ERM... He paused, tittering softly. "LET'S JUST SAY THE OPINION OF HUMANS ISN'T VERY POSITIVE IN THE UNDERGROUND. THOUGH MY FRIEND FRISK WILL HOPEFULLY CHANGE ALL THAT!!!"

So far, so good? Mostly. Barring Undyne and stubborn cases like Dohj, at any rate. But change wasn't always immediate. Even he knew that.

[They will all have to try and get along. This place, however seemingly peaceful, is not letting them go back. And if there is danger lurking behind the corner, it would be better to get along and work together for the sake of everyone.]

Come. I'm sure you probably want to take a moment and rest.

[He nods at the exit of the kitchen and leads the way out then upstairs. Ebony is already upstairs, singing his ever favorite "itsy bitsy spider" as he dusts the corners of the hallway.

Ignis opens the door to the right, revealing a rather empty, but clean and tidy room. The bed, night table, work table, small shelf, and dresser are inside- nothing too personal.]

"Oh, don't get me started on Ultimate Mecha Strike 13: Arena Ultramax." Frisk says, smiling gleefully. "That game was a good chunk of my early years..."

((OOC: Alright, this seems like a good place to end.))

Well, it's... an instrument, that's for sure. I-I'm sure it sounds great in a band?

[He's trying.]

Is Wendy your Moogle's name? That's so cute. Did she name herself?

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