melodiesofeternity | FABULA NOVA CRYSTALLIS || INTRODUCTION LOG

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FABULA NOVA CRYSTALLIS || INTRODUCTION LOG

Who: All characters (New Arrivals and Native OCs)
When: April 11th
Where: The Dream Width (Airship), the Curti Center, and the Housing District
What: For the first time in 10 years, outworlders have been found the Dream Width. This unprecedented number of new arrivals are rescued and brought to Vaikuntha, and must now try to start adjusting to their new home.
Warnings/Notes: All players can put up a toplevel. Please post to the NPC toplevel if you have an IC question for them.

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. The makeshift infirmary is becoming uncomfortably warm, packed to its capacity with people.

Stepping out, there is a lobby space that bears the signs of having once held some furniture, now cleared away to make space. Even with the sparse accommodations, the space quickly fills to standing-room only.

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 to play again. ]

’Welcome travelers’…

CURTI CENTER

[ Finally after hours of flight, you arrive at the Curti Center. The other NPCs await you along with the Native OCs. 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 today. Indeed, here you are. No one knows why such a large number of people has been found at once, but the Curti Center is a place dedicated to piercing the Dream Width's secrets.

Cid also introduces the other ones: his assistant Jessie, Claire, the woman looking at the group in horror upon being pointe 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 despairs at the pile of paperwork she must complete by the end of the week), 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 specifically during this introduction, please respond to the toplevel with the name of the NPC in the subject header. The mods will try to reply at least once a day for each NPC. ]

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. ]

A BAD OMEN

[ Wandering around, you may stumble upon an old and tired-looking moogle wearing what can only be described as a decrepit fortune-teller attire. Upon seeing you, or any of the new arrivals for that matter, he will slowly approach and tell you all the exact same speech. ]

If you stay here, you're doomed. She will find you and make you suffer hell. [At which point his eyes will grow exorbitant.] This world is cursed. You will die and never be free. [And finally he'll fly right into your face.] Never!

[ Then he will leave and go say his speech to someone else, without doing anything but repeating different variations of his warning if asked for details. Should you ask your assigned Moogle, Biggs or Wedge, they will mention this crazy moogle can't be reasoned with and sometimes stick around the center, even though he's always chased away. He never says anything besides doomsday predictions. For unknown reasons, he's always been particularly nasty with Biggs and Wedge... And with you as well now, it seems. ]

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 the sudden and unexpected number of 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?]

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Arrival
[Noctis was never an early riser, nor one to usually wake up on his own until much later. And, judging by how his eyes moved beneath his eyelids and his head seems to turn slightly as if sometimes following his eyes movements, whatever dream — the memory — he's in the midst of is not a pleasant one. The humming of machinery wasn't what woke him with a start, nor was it the bustle around him.

It was falling. Falling, into the light.

He jumps awake with a start, sitting on the narrow cot he finds himself on and regretting it instantly as his right hand reaches out for something that simply isn't there. Gaze falling upon the black ring on his middle finger, face contorting into that of grief before he lies back down for a minute, hiding his face as he rests his right arm over his eyes. Something— doesn't feel right. With him, with the Ring, what he briefly glimpsed through his frankly exhausted gaze. Yet the images, what he knows is where he should be, do not fade. He grimaces, before trying to push it aside. Lowering his arm to his side so he can sit up properly this time, and slowly.]

...The hell is going on? [The young king mutters in a quiet, almost raspy and deep voice as he looks around.] Ignis? ...Gladio? Prompto?

[Whether it was in vain or not, he— wasn't going to get any answers just by sitting around. He has to act— do something to preoccupy him, and the voices he hears in the other room are telling him he should step outside those automatic doors he hears continuously opening and closing. He grunts, standing up and slowly making his way there, rubbing his eyes with his left hand as if trying to shake off both exhaustion and what he'd seen in the dream. Tch. As if that would actually work.

Noctis finds a place at the wall to lean his back against, crossing his arms as he listens. "Don't panic" — ha. Like that'll work. Though the sentence that follows makes him raise an eyebrow. Floating out wh-?

He peeks around some of the others already standing about, catching a glimps of a.... hologram... Holy shit.]

Oh, man. What did I get myself into, now?

[He really doesn't want to wait, but... they don't have much of a choice, do they? Which is something he is really getting sick of, honestly.]

Curti Center and Pretty Sights
[It was nice to finally get some answers, but simply being told and seeing for yourself are two different things. Two things stick out to him, though; the first being how long Ten. Years. He... He doesn't like this, at all. Night has set, and he has to get back. He has to, or his very Star could be—

He can't bring himself to finish that thought, grimacing and gaze falling to the ground at his feet. Wants to yell at them, and yet... he's too tired to. What he isn't too tired to do, though, is head back to the airship hangar to approach and ask that very important question. No one is going to stop him from doing so, but he won't stop anyone from following him, either.

... He'll marvel at how moogles really do exist later.]

Moogles and Check-ups
[You know, after having literal gods appear at random when he started feeling stressed in battle and eyes going all glowy, fighting said gods to prove himself worthy, finding a giant narwhal that was pretty god-like on its own, and all the other shit he's seen the last several months, he thought that he'd seen just about anything that'd surprise him.

That was before a ball of white fluff and orange pom—decked out with a cream scarf that certainly looked like it had some sort of light brown design on it, kind of hard to tell at the moment!—bowled right into his chest, knocking the wind out of him for a second or two.]

S-sorry, kupo! [The little girl(?)—he's going to guess girl with how their voice is pitched so high—apologizes, incredibly embarrassed as she backs up a little.] Are you okay?

I-I'm fine, uh-?

Ivory, kupopo! You're Noctis, right?

Uh, yeah—? [He nods. Just, what the fu—?]

Then I'm to be your companion while you get settled in our lovely town, kupo! [Ivory announces, before producing something that looks suspiciously like a phone.] And here's your iMog Slate! With this you'll be able to connect with others through the Mognet, kupo!

I— thanks, I guess. [What the hell is going on anymore. He feels like his brain's about to explode from all this new information.]

Ah— I guess it's a bit much to take in all at once? [She asks, resting a paw under her chin as it dawns on her.] I can help you find where you'll be staying for the first five months or until you find a place of your own, kupo? Though you should probably get checked out by the medical staff first—you look like you've seen a lot, kupo.

[Ugh, just great. Not only has he just met a real life moogle, but now he's already worrying her.]

I'm fine- ah, hey!

[But it's too late; she's already behind the young royal and gently pushing him towards the hospital wing. Those docs sure are going to have a fun time if they check his back...

Totally not embarrassed by getting pushed around by a moogle, nope. Not. at. all.]

No, no, you have to make it all their own idea to follow you, Kupo!

[A stately Looking prim moogle sweeps over but is caught by hand.] No. None of that.

[Shiro sighs as Wimbledon turns to him nattering on about proper protocol and back in his day.]

Just. Lead the way for us, okay?

[The moogle immediately brightens and gives a wink to his fellow moogle. ‘See? Exactly like that.’ Shiro watches him drift off with the distinct impression he just got manipulated. He turns to Noctis offering a tired smile.]

Shall we? Might as well get this done so we can get settled.

[If Noctis thought his moogle was pushy, his mind soon changes upon meeting the other's companion. What the—

Ivory does stop though; honestly, she wasn't going to push him all the way there. Just get him to start moving! Thank the stars that this other new arrival grabs him when he does, because whoo boy. She can see the vein in her companion's temple.]

... If you mean 'so they'll stop tag teaming us', then yeah. Sure.

['Yes, kupo!' Ugh this is already too long of a day...]

[Shiro leads the way, following his moogle with his thoughts drifting like clouds in the sky. He sighs. But he doesn't say anything at all. They could both do with a little quiet. It doesn't last.

He subtly tenses when a waiting doctor gestures for both of them to follow him. No sense putting it off. They're put in a side room with two exam tables and he's instructed to take off the upper parts of his armor.

Letting himself fall into auto-pilot he sets his helmet down and removes his gauntlets, exposing his hands are rather miss-matched. One is clearly robotic.]

...hopefully this is just a check-up and not a full physical.

[The silence, while nice, was not something he truly appreciates. It lets his mind wander to topics he'd rather avoid thinking about in the presence of others. The situation back home, their current circumstances, the fact that his powers are gone again... The feeling of powerlessness is nearly suffocating. Yet he's brought out of it when the doctor gestures for them to follow. He sighs, doing so if only to keep the moogle from nudging him again.]

...Yeah.

[He blinks once, twice, but says nothing about it as he sits down. Instructed to remove his leather jacket. Which he does, revealing one intricate pattern of scarring along his neck that have apparently long since healed. Yet it doesn't look natural; almost as if...

As if his veins had caught fire.]

That has to be the least edgy prosthetic I've seen in years. [Which he means as a compliment; he has no idea how the hell Ravus managed to so much as style his once-luscious locks without poking an eye out or something.]

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