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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[Under less aggravating circumstances, her temper might have parted enough to reveal something apologetic, or concerned, or perhaps something that suggests she's impressed by the catch. Instead, her glare sharpens. Help? She doesn't want its help.]

I'm sure it's fine.

[Sure enough, the moogle shakes himself off in a very exaggerated, theatrical way and flaps his wings in gratitude. Speaking to Adrien:]

I'm okay! I'm okay! And I'm sorry. I really wanted to meet her.

[This does nothing to improve Cornelia's thoughts on the matter.]

Are they all like this?

[Adrien doesn't like being glared at, but he kind of meets it... he's more concerned about the moogle however and manages to smile when it shows it's totally fine. Good thing moogles could be hearty.]

Just be a little more careful in the future.

[She might've smacked the guy out of the air, but who could say what someone else might do. When the woman speaks to him, he doesn't answer immediately.]

... Most of them. If you're about to ask for a reassignment, I don't think they do that.

I will! I will!

[The moogle flies away to land politely by Cornelia's feet. This, she tolerates.]

If they're this great of a nuisance, I'd prefer not to have to deal with one at all. What purpose are they supposed to serve when they can't even mind where they're going?

[Besides to test her reflexes. She hadn't meant to smack him away, it's just how she responds to strange creatures beelining towards her unnanounced.]

The moogles are native to Vaikuntha so they know more about it than most of us considering we've only been here for a month. Also, they know how to operate the iMog Slate and navigate the network. Finally, they can be pretty handy with chores or with monster encounters when they come up.

[Well, at least she's willing to get to know how useful they can be.]

They sound like little more than servants skilled in technical support. How useful will they remain once a few months have passed?

[A pause. He did mention one other thing, didn't he?]

You say they're also combat capable? Do their abilities evolve as well?

Depends on you, I guess. Blanc hadn't been very helpful vocally, but he's still be useful.

[He blinked. Oh, it did give that impression, didn't it?]

They're not really combative... but they do handle carving and gathering from monster corpses. Sorry, I should've been a little more clear.

Useful how?

[Now she's back to frowning. This one, at least, veers more towards disgust than frustration.]

And what purpose is there in carving corpses?

He's very serious about taking a show instead of tell approach...

[Still has her attention at least.]

Bounty quests. It's one of the ways to earn money around here and some quality items. You can also sell or trade them at the market or shop.

What, precisely, does he show you?

[Bounty quests she can get behind. The nature of those bounties, though? Is lost on her.]

I still cannot fathom that anyone would pay for carved-up monster corpses. What value do they have to those who'd purchase them?

Depends. Like, my first few days here, when I didn't know where the library was, he'd drag me into following or... headbutt me. Whatever worked to get my attention.

[Which was... always fun.]

I doubt your moogle will do that.

Anyway, monster corpses can be used in brewing potions or their hides can turned into armor. And in some cases, monsters can be used as ingredients for food. Those are just some examples.

[When Adrien says "headbutt", she looks at her own moogle in warning. The thought that such a creature will ever be of use to her is still absurd, but perhaps she can train its more obnoxious impulses into something bearable.]

It had better not.

[Armour, at least, makes sense to her, and potions to a lesser extent--she still knows too little about them to form a proper opinion. But even if she isn't as picky as some of her other siblings, the thought of eating monster meat is difficult to, well, swallow.]

... food for whom?

[Hm... they could be calling the Moogle 'it', but...]

What's your name anyway?

[To the moogle so they don't have to keep acting like he's not there. Raising his head, his arms crossing as he thinks, he soon shrugs.]

Anyone really who wants to eat it. It's not like they have normal cattle or chickens here.

[The moogle perks up a bit at the acknowledgment. Attention! Hooray.]

I'm Ganymog! Hello!

[...conversely, Cornelia gets even frownier. That name can't be a coincidence, can it?]

Ganymog? Who names these creatures?

Hello, Ganymog.

[Adrien tilts his head. He's obviously missing something.]

I'm not sure. I just assumed they get their names in the usual way or name themselves.

Hello, hello!

She just lets out a bare sigh.

What of yours? Is its name significant?

[He shakes his head.]

No. It just means 'White'.

[Is still frowny, but attempts to shrug some of it away. The moogles still seem unimportant to her and she doesn't care to focus on them any longer.]

Your name?

Ah, right.

[He got to caught up in her not hurting her moogle...]

I'm Adrien. What's your name, Miss?

Cornelia.

You said you've been here for... how long was it, again?

Cornelia. Okay.

[He will remember that.]

Hm, thinking about the exact date... it's almost been two months now.

And how are you finding your stay here, Adrien?

Honestly? It hasn't been bad.

I've been meeting all kinds of people here and I get to have roommates and I have a job that I'm enjoying. There are some things that I could probably do without, but every world has their own problems.

[Quirks her brow a bit at the mention of roommates. Do people really enjoy living with strange housemates? She's barely finding comfort in the fact that her house, at least, only has enough room for two.]

If you don't mind my asking, what precisely could you do without?

Er... Well, this might sound weird, but mainly the part where this world might be some reconstruction of a previous one nearly destroyed by some dark entity...

[Narrows her eyes at that. It sounds a wee bit familiar, right down to the dark entity.]

Are you suggesting that by reconstructing the world--[She frowns a little when she says this, still feeling ridiculous, like a child humouring a fairy tale.]--they're tempting, intentionally or otherwise, a repeat of the events which brought about that destruction?

[Because of course that's where her mind goes.]

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