melodiesofeternity | Event || Worldwide Tourists

Event || Worldwide Tourists

Who: All New Arrivals and Curti Center Staff
When: April 15th-30th
Where: All over Vaikuntha, starting outside of the airship hanger
What: Ganeshan, the resident Job Expert, will be taking the new arrivals around the the various Guilds so they can collect their chosen Job Asterisks as noted in their applications.
Warnings/Notes: Guild prompts can be found here

Enter the Master

[Each new arrival's iMog buzzes with a message instructing them to gather for a worldwide adventure to obtain the power of Vaikuntha. If they follow the invitation's instructions, they will arrive at outside of the airship hanger on the morning of the 15th, with their meager belongings packed.

An Enterprise-Class airship, the Ragnarok, hovers outside of the Curti Center. There is a flash of light on the top of the ship.]

"WELCOME!"

[A figure, minuscule at this distance, launches itself off of the ship and hurtles toward the ground. As he draws closer to the ground, he starts to flip, landing with a flourish. An armored figure, sans helm, turns his toothy Zora grin to the crowd. With a shimmer, his armor transforms into a white mage's robe, and he sends a rush of wind through the crowd for dramatic effect.]

"I AM GANESHAN, THE JOB MASTER! GYA HA HA HA! TODAY, YOUR LIVES WILL CHANGE FOREVER."

[Ganeshan shimmers again, ruthlessly abusing the Chemist's Modifier skill to once again shift Job Classes so he can lower the airship's loading dock with a wave of his hand.]

"I BELIEVE THAT EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU HAS THE ABILITY TO MASTER THE JOB CLASSES. SOME OF YOU MAY MASTER MANY, OTHERS WILL PURSUE THE PERFECT MASTERY OF JUST ONE. BUT EITHER WAY, YOU'LL BE INCREDIBLE!"

[Ganeshan gives everyone a big thumbs-up. The out-worlders who are not scared off by this booming speech can feel free to enter the airship and prepare for their ride around the world. Hopefully some of the Curti Center's newest hires can serve as ~~non-crazy~~ less exuberant tour guides for the new arrivals.]

Around the World

[The Ragnarok will be stopping at every major city in Vaikuntha, with the exception of those cut off by the Imperial border closing. Characters can create top levels to respond to the Guild prompts and explore the cities themselves as the ship makes its stops. Each Guild provides information sessions, free food and trinkets for potential applicants, and once you're ready to receive your Asterisk, all you have to do is take some introductory lessons and fill out forms. Characters can receive up to two asterisks. Time to get to know your new world!

Questions for Ganeshan can be directed to the Ganeshan top level post.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Well, she can't say this was unexpected. As the octopus grabbed her, she struggled to get away, but she wasn't going to get very far between her limbs and its several arms. She needed her gun free...]

[Fortunately, looked like the still berserk Kanji needed a new target.]

Kanji-kun...!

[One down, and he sighed, albeit in dissatisfaction. Still angry... so angry, and there'd be nothing left but to keep beating this octopus into paste.

But his head lifted. He knew that name. That was his name. When he turned, the passively burning gaze focused. A new target was always nice, but the gaze turned to steel. When he slammed the hammer down to the ground, it embedded far deeply than the norm from the sheer force of it. That's because he didn't need it right now.

Kanji climbed onto the undulating octopus, and once perched upon its head, the red steam seeping between bared teeth, he thrust a fist into the right eye of the monster. With a spray of fluid, the octopus had started to shudder and scream. The grip was loosening, the unoccupied tentacles lashing and grabbing at anything it could for balance.]

Ya think you're real fuckin' slick. GIVE HER BACK.

[That had been quite more effective than she anticipated. For a moment, she was concerned about him leaving the hammer behind, but he doesn't need it - he really doesn't need it as he just pushed its eye, spraying both of them down with viscous fluids as it burst.]

[More than enough to be released from its hold, she briefly adjusted her cap and decided not to waste anymore time. She took aim and fired at the octopus's other, still in-tact eye.]

[It felt something slip free and had forgotten completely, so wracked with surprise and pain over the right side going dark. But the weight atop it was enough to know that this needed to stop and the source was there. Kanji grit his teeth and endured multiple strikes over his body, but kept his hold tight.

Then, with a bang, the left side of the octopus went dark. Its entire body thrashed about, and it felt around in the grass. It was time to run and save itself, even with a pair of Berserker fists pounding against its mantle with steadily-increasing ferocity. It felt itself waning as it turned, went by the scent of the lake... had to get there... had to...

But all it could smell was gunsmoke and all it could hear right now was the roar of some sort of animal. It didn't have much more in it.]

[It was struggling to escape now, but it had decided to attack then. It could've stayed in the lake, it didn't have to attack on sight, but it did.]

[So, while Kanji continued his attack and the octopus attempted a retreat, Naoto raised her gun again, pointing it at the octopus, and pulled the trigger.]

[Could it sense anything? Could it hear anything through his fists slamming against its head over and over? It staggered, fought to bring itself into the comfort of the waters, even while enduring that pummeling. Though the berserker was strong, the fists weren't the same as a hammer-

But a Gunslinger's shots were simply effective. With a shriek the octopus felt something tear through its core, severing more than a few important connections to muscle and sinew. As it slumped and rattled, the berserker didn't seem to be finished, picking up the sagging octopus' body and slamming it against the ground repeatedly.

Suzette sighed.]

800 gil received and takoyaki obtained, kupopo... what a mess! I-I vote that we're done here, kupo! Without a healer you can't persist! What if he shows up now and cuts you up into pieces, kupo!?

Tsk. He's not even listen-- oooh, okay, dear, that's- that's enough, you can stop now...!

[Panting, Naoto nodded with Suzette's assessment. It wouldn't do for them to stay here as they were now. Two battles successful, but they shouldn't risk attempting a third - or even encountering the Killer.]

[Taking a deep breath to help compose herself quickly, she looked over at Kanji.]

... Kanji-kun, it's dead. That's enough.

[He wasn't listening. Instead, when he stood and his armor was covered in octopus gore, he went to get his hammer instead. What his hands couldn't achieve, the hammer could provide.

Stringing colorful swears under his seething breath, he began bringing the hammerhead down on the corpse, the broken eyes, the mantle, the tentacles.]

Stupid slobbering slimy piece of shit, you don't touch ANYBODY THAT'S MINE-

[... Excuse her? What did he just say?]

Kanji-kun!

[She'd ask later. Right now, he needed the tea.]

[One more pound of the hammer against the gore and mush of the octopus, and the called name had him snap to attention. He was visibly breathless in the dark, oozing red, and as he lifted the now-dripping hammer to wield it one-handed, he raised it high in triumph.]

First, the octopus fuckers... next, the slasher!

[He tapped the flat of the hammer into his hand and looked around, something like a wild animal in search for the next hunt.]

I'll make my rounds near the cabins... hunt the hunter... get him with his own weapon, see how he likes it!

After you get some rest. We're going back to the group...

[Cheer, hoot, and make proclamations all he wanted, but they were going back before another confrontation. He might think he could do anything right now, but he couldn't. Canister out, she opened to lid and began to pour some barley tea for him.]

[He began to slowly pace the area, perhaps seeking the slasher. If there was some way to call it out that didn't involve being a camp counselor... or being a frisky teen.]

Don't need rest. Ready to go now! SLASHER! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YA!?

Kanji-kun, come here...

[She wasn't budging... also, his tea was going to get cold.]

[His walk was heavy, partially from the injuries, but when he slammed his hammer down, it was atop of itself so he could use it for balance, leaning on the handle. He looked down his nose at her, the scowl solid and stern.]

I ain't your dog, y'know.

[Yet you... came when called, Kanji.]

[She gave him a look that could already say 'that's debatable' and also 'do you really want to irritate me right now?'. Either way, she presented the drink to him.]

It's time to see if this helps.

[The smell, it was... familiar. When he accepted the drink, he gave it a scrutinizing one-eyed peep.]

What's this, a potion? ...Good. We can make the final push to catch the creepy bastard.

[So he'd simply pound it, expecting a bitter yet immediate punch to his system. But when it was instead a smooth, piping bitterness that evened out into a malty sweetness, he choked a bit and lowered the cup.]

Wh-what the hell is this!? This ain't a potion! I thought we weren't supposed to bullshit each other! It...

...It...

[He released the hammer to balance the cup in both hands, and drank again.]

It's... barley...?

I never confirmed it was a potion. You just assumed...

[She rolled her eyes, but mentally checked Beserker would continue being irrational long after the fight was over.]

Yes, it's barley tea.

[He thought of days back home, relaxing on the back porch and having a few cups of tea after a long day of fumbling with dyes. He thought of the summer days of eating popsicles to cool the mouth after hydrating with some chilly, bitter barley.

The trails of red mist thinned, then dissipated as he finished the cup, and when he lowered it to give a sigh of relief, there was nothing but your run of the mill steam from the consumption of a piping hot drink.]

Y'make really good tea...

[Tilting her head, she watched curiously a the red mist finally left his form, leaving just Kanji to contently finish his tea.]

It took a while to get it right. I didn't brew barley that often personally. There's more if you want it.

Hell yeah, please! Thanks.

[He held out the cup.]

Though, I should ask about the case. I hate to leave it open, but... I guess we're not ready for it yet, huh?

[She poured some more for him.]

No, we're not. We're still inexperienced when it comes to our asterisks, but taking some time to both practice and investigate this case more, we can prepare ourselves to confront him.

[He nodded.]

Well, count me in, but you know that already. We can figure out the game plan if... y'know, if this thing's a legit ghost, too.

Yes. I can't believe we have to research the possibility of dealing with ghosts...

[She hated this...]

[He canted his head mid-drink.]

Ya don't believe in 'em?

No, of course not.

[That was too fast... She scowled at the ground.]

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