INTRO LOG - JULY 2013

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Who: Everyone Where: The Welcome Plaza When: 18th July, afternoon Summary: The new arrivals, freshly pulled from their worlds or others, awaken in a strange plaza... Warnings: Inbox death may occur. System overload at own risk. SOME NPC RESPONSES WILL BE SLOW UNTIL THE ONE WHO PLAYS THEM IS PRESENT. The first flickering of a lantern... It's a shuddering breath, a sensation of being pulled to elsewhere and finding oneself pressed against something rather hard with the sound of water coming from nearby. However, before one can fully stir, there is something that lifts you up from the rather warm (yet why did it feel like a chill going down your spine?) stone when you begin to drift off once more. It felt as though someone had thrown you from the frying pan, and then into the freezer - all you wanted to do was sleep... Yet the feeling passes quickly, and when you awaken, you begin to realize your surroundings. It looks like...a plaza of some sort? As they look around them, the ground beneath them is an intricate mosiac - a water fountain at the center of the plaza in this foreign world. There are many buildings around its perimeter, making this location seem like a central hub of whatever town this was. Some may even recognize the peculiar design of the buildings and sloped tiled rooftops as a Far Eastern theme. Were they somewhere along the Pacific? Who knows! But what is quite apparent is this: Along with the many buildings surrounding the plaza, the first thing that is noticeable is the amount of people sitting or standing around you in a similar daze. You are not alone... One building seems to stand out among all the others; one that seems large enough to house all of the completely lost and confused masses gathered here to the welcome plaza. A sign outside the door reads: WELCOME CENTER Newcomers: Please come inside for refreshments and your welcome packets! Odd... This wasn't written in your own language, and yet you find it easily understandable. Soon enough, if you don't enter on your own, someone comes from inside the double doors to usher you and everyone else inside. "Welcome to Saeng Seong! I know you must be confused as to where you are and what's going on, but we promise to explain this to you once we're inside and away from the hot sun!" Whether you go inside immediately or linger outside a little longer, eventually you must come in from the hot summer day, and sooner rather than later would probably be better. You'll find yourself in a well-lit lobby, filled with comfortable-looking couches and chairs. Along one wall are refreshment tables, loaded with all sorts of food and drink, including some you probably aren't familiar with. On the wall opposite are a pair of desks, each with a sign and a person seated behind them - Irene, General Assistance Devin, Technological Assistance However, before you can go over and give them a piece of their mind and ask for questions, the same person who ushered you inside hands you a manilla envelope that contains your welcome packet, urging you to read this before asking the three figures questions that the packet likely answers. Inside it, you will find: a ring with a key and apartment number on it, some kind of cash card, a map and informational guide to the city, and a letter folded neatly on the top - Welcome to Saeng Seong! You are among a new group of arrivals to our city, from many far-apart worlds. We have gathered you here because our city is in a crisis, and we are at our last resorts. The energy of the city is in a slow downward spiral, and is dangerously close to expiring altogether. That's where you come in - you and everyone else we've brought to the city. Unlike those of us here, you have the potential to generate the energy the city needs, but you'll need to work together to do it. Why? Because the energy can only be generated when two people touch each other. Any touch will do, but it must be between two of you who are new to the city. If you don't keep in contact with someone, eventually your energy will begin to drain as well, making you dangerously ill. A few other things: The closed-off sections of the city are closed off for a reason; approaching them will cause your energy to drain very rapidly. We're working to open the rest of the city to you as soon as we can, but for now, please remain within the two central districts of the city. You have been given a key to a one-bedroom apartment in a complex set aside for you and the other new arrivals, near the riverside in the 1st district. You're free to change your living quarters whenever you like, and we encourage you to move in with someone in one of the larger apartments. When you want to change, just come back to this building to exchange your key. We've also included a cash card with a living stipend; if you're unfamiliar with this system, or the network established for new arrivals, you can talk to Devin in the lobby for help. It's what he's here for. If you need medical assistance, contact Mai, one of our nurses - she'll be going around today for anyone who needs help. Again, welcome, and thank you for all your help. Irene Arrival Liaison Back behind you, others still linger, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street in the blistering summer day: WELCOME TO SAENG SEONG (ENJOY YOUR STAY!)

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[tercio]

As Spain approaches the snack table, he quickly realizes that he will need to choose between all these glorious food items in front of him, or the packet of information that may or may not give him any information he may want and need later. He is unsure about his current situation, however, it is usually not productive to try and solve problems on an empty stomach so he chooses the food and places the packet on the table.

After picking up a few food items and sampling a few, he rediscovers the packet and decides to use it as a tray to vessel his food effectively. With his new collection, he turns away from the table and spots a familiar face and makes his way over to Germany, cornucopia in hand.

"Ah! You're here too?" His voice sounds somewhat happy to see a someone he knows, with a tint of obvious disappointment that it happens to be Germany and not anyone else. Apparently, beggars CAN be choosers.

[vereinigt]

Ah, one of his current pains. At least here he is not fighting an oncoming economy cold, it seemed. His eyes are judging you, Spain, he can tell you haven't read your packet and he does not approve of using it as a food tray.

"Ja, I have been assigned to apartment," he checks the keyring once more, "3-14 of building one." The question is obvious in his voice, do you know what apartment you're in Spain?

[tercio]

Spain sees Germany's eyes but he is unaware and uncaring of how hideously judgmental they are. He's mostly happy to see someone he recognizes in a strange new place, he doesn't have time for such dicketry. All he knows is that he has a "tray" of delicious and tasty treats and that actually reading the packet is secondary.

"An apart--" he notes as Germany checks a keyring and Spain is drawn to pulling out his own set of keys. He holds his tray of scrumptiousness out for Germany to hold for him so that he may fetch his keys, the tone in his actions more obvious than the tone in Germany's questioning voice. "I need to check the number. Wouldn't it be funny if we were roommates?"

He laughs lightly even though the idea of being roommates isn't funny at all.

[vereinigt]

Germany doesn't have much choice but to take the "tray" of food, but he nearly drops it when Spain mentions roommates. He silently begins praying that god will be merciful to him in this case. He didn't think it would be fun at all and it would probably be deadly on his ulcer.

His voice is hesitant as he asks, "W-which apartment is it?"

[tercio]

Spain hands off his food, careful not to spill a single appetizer before reaching into his pocket to pull out his keyring. He looks at the number and then back to Germany before answering, "Building 2, apartment 4-01. Kind of lucked out there, eh?"

He returns the key to his pocket before taking a piece of food from his own tray that he allows Germany to continue holding. (He's doing a pretty good job, why take it away from him?)

A thought hit him momentarily. Because he hadn't read the packet or talked to anyone else, the only thing that even registered as 'normal' right now was the guy directly in front of him and that was not okay in any situation. "Is it just you and me?"

[vereinigt]

He's so tempted to drop the "tray" but that would make a mess and if there's one thing Germany hates, it's messes. That vein on his temple is beginning to show. At least god had been merciful for one small favor.

"Did you not hear America earlier?" Germany asked. He didn't know about anyone else, but America was quite loud.

[tercio]

Spain totally banks on the fact that Germany would sooner hold onto his tray of food until the end of time than make a mess so he picks another morsel of food off of it and munches on that as well.

"Nah," Spain waved his hand, dismissing the hearing of America. It wasn't as if he deliberately was ignoring whatever America had to say, he was just accustomed to tuning out the long speeches about heroes and supermachines and the like. "You look tired."

[vereinigt]

As much as he wanted to, he could not drop the tray. It would be rude to make a mess in the new location, especially since he did not know where to get the supplies to clean it up.

"America is also here, at least," he said. "And I do not doubt that there are more of us."

[tercio]

Germany is so nice to continue to be his slave.

"Maybe we could find a couple of cute Italies together, what do you think? I'll even trade you Italita for Romano so you can try out having the older brother for once!"

[vereinigt]

That very nearly made him drop the "tray" and the food tips dangerously. "You do not negotiate for friends and trade them in such a matter!" he sounds positively outraged. Germany may not be the most socially apt, but even he knew this.

1/2

[tercio]

WHY THE TOMATE IS GERMANY SO ANGRY AND INTENSE ALL THE TIME??

Have a few winces, man.

[tercio]

"Okay, okay," Spain sighed, looking completely defeated. "Take a joke, all right?"

[vereinigt]

Now Germany looked a bit sheepish. "That was a joke?" Nope, he's not guilty for making Spain wince or anything.

[tercio]

Well, it mostly was a joke however if Germany had said yes, Spain wouldn't have argued.

"A bit too much coffee for you this morning, huh?"

[vereinigt]

"I have yet to have any coffee since waking up," Germany said.

[tercio]

"...beer?" was his next try. At first he was normal that Germany was going to eat his head but Spain decided that an honest answer was worth the risk of potential cannibalistic decapitation.

[vereinigt]

"I have not eaten or drank anything," Germany said. He ground his teeth a bit, resisting the urge to yell at Spain.

[tercio]

Oh good, at least Germany has calmed down. Spain takes your lack of yelling as a good thing and assumes you are a lot less frustrated. Though, he's definitely not less foolish considering he's holding Spain's loving tray of food without partaking.

"You know, you could fix that," he offered. "I have enough for two of us if you wanted to take the things I didn't like."

[vereinigt]

That does it. "HOW CAN YOU BE THINKING OF FOOD AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!"

Yes, Germany could not resist yelling at Spain.