melodiesofeternity | 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. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

There are quite a lot of us. Pretty soon you'll be able to look at the Jobs and get at least two Asterisks.

[ Corrin rubs the back of her neck for a moment. ]

There are monsters though. Not just wildlife. Hence the need for Jobs.

[ Ah. He frowns. ] That's what I was afraid of. I guess I need to choose sooner rather than later...

Can I... ask what Jobs you have? [ Or is that rude? He's probably being rude. ]

You can. I don't mind. You don't have to rush either. Take your time and figure out what you really want to do.

[ It's not rude to ask. Even if it was, Corrin wouldn't really know the difference. ]

Since I used both blade and magic back home, I picked Red Mage and Swordmaster. Some people pick what they are familiar with. Others select their Jobs by what they'd like to try or be.

I know a lot about blasters. Um, guns, I guess. I was thinking about the Gunslingers.

... I don't know what I would want to try being. [ That's still a concept he's getting used to. ] Never really thought this hard about it before.

I understand, Finn. There really wasn't much of a chance for me to really think about what I would like to do either.

[ One, because she had been a captive princess. Corrin hadn't known anything beyond the walls of the fortress she lived in and the lessons she had been taught. Second, because once she had met her adopted family, they had been thrown into a war. ]

That's why I think that you should take your time. Maybe try a little bit of everything for your second Job? Gunslinger might a good choice for your first one.

I like that, yeah... I was kind of thinking about maybe Chemist, but I've never done anything like that before. And then there are those big bird things. They look cool.

[ But, ah, he's thinking out loud now.

He'd like to ask what her story is but he doesn't really want to talk about his either. He frowns. ] Sorry. That you haven't had a chance to pick before, I mean. At least this place is pretty free about what people want. [ So it seems. He's a bit suspicious. ]

You should give it a shot. For all you know, you could be good at it. [ Smile! ] And I'm going to guess you're talking about the Chocobos. I'm sure there's a Job that allows you to ride one?

[ Corrin is fairly certain of that anyway. She had considered that one as a possibility too, if only because those giant birds are really cute. ]

We have some choices. [ She has her own suspicions too. ] Though no one seems really interested in those that want to go back. It's like it's not even something they've thought about.

[ He smiles in thanks to her reassurance. ] There is. The Caveliers. I'm a little worried about riding one into battle, though. [ Worried about them, that is. ]

I've noticed the same thing. If they were involved in bringing us here, it was for a reason. They wouldn't want to let us go so soon. Maybe... we'll have to find our own way out. There has to be more that wants to go home.

My brothers ride horses into battle and some of my close friends are Caveliers. It's actually pretty amazing to see. The bond that they share with their companions? It could make you jealous. Camilla treats her dragon with such care...

[ Beruka too, really. In the end, Corrin thinks that bond is only a strength in battle. The animal companions to her family and friends have been through a lot. Surely a Chocobo that has been trained for it is no different. But hey! To each their own. ]

Personally, I'd like to think that there is a reason too - one that isn't sinister. Like maybe they need help with something and just didn't know what to do. So they brought us here. There's no way to know for certain, though.

I'd be so scared of the Chocobo getting hurt for my own stupid decisions. [ Then again, BB-8 does ride into battle with Poe. That's basically the same, right? ] ... Wait, a dragon?

[ Um, anyway. He shakes himself. ]

Then why not be upfront about it? I don't know. Maybe you are right. I hope you are.

I suppose you have a point. [ Even if it is battle. Getting hurt is sort of inevitable at some point. ] Anyway, my sister Camilla rides on a dragon. That's what I meant.

[ Wyvern, specifically. But she doesn't need to get into that. There's a different sort of discussion going on. ]

It could be that maybe they don't really know it themselves? Or maybe can't talk about it?

Your home sounds very different from mine. [ Dragons sound pretty cool, though. And also like something he wants to stay far away from. ]

Maybe. That does make some sense. [ He's not sure if he should suggest asking around. He doesn't want to get someone or himself in trouble. ]

Most homes do. It sounds like we're all from very different places. Personally, I think it's kind of neat.

[ But of course this is coming from the caged princess so. Corrin is pretty optimistic about things. Positive spins are kind of a thing she does. ]

There are a few people that are trying to piece things together. I'm sure you'll connect with them and maybe you can ask them questions. I'd be participating myself but... [ A laugh. ] Some of the things they talk about are a little above my head.

[ Tech-wise anyway. ]

It is pretty neat to see all these different people with different backgrounds. [ It's not something he' not used to, though. He's just finally mingling now. ]

I've run into a few people who were gathering information. They said to look out for anything weird. [ Finn just... gestures around them. ]

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

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