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INTRO LOG - JANUARY 2014
Who: Everyone
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 20th January, afternoon
Summary: The new arrivals, freshly pulled from their worlds or others, awaken in a strange place...
Warnings: Inbox death may occur. System overload at own risk. SOME NPC RESPONSES WILL BE SLOW UNTIL THE ONE WHO PLAYS THEM IS PRESENT.
It's a shuddering breath, a sensation of being pulled to elsewhere and finding oneself pressed against something on the soft and some place cozy. However, before one can fully stir, there is and odd, warm stirring sensation that lifts you up from wherever you've been dropped, when you begin to drift off once more.
Yet the feeling passes quickly, and when you awaken, you begin to realize your surroundings. It's a small room with what some might recognize as a Far Eastern theme when it comes to decor, from the walls to the sofa you find yourself on. Illumination is provided by carefully crafted lamps, and even a candle flickering on a nearby desk. The doors are made from paper and wood, with a thin frame; through them it's easy to hear other people stirring, talking, or coming to.
You are not alone...
And perhaps even a small fuzzy cat just outside, making a persistent 'miiiiii' sound in order to get you up and about. There's also the sound of more noise from further downstairs, and even the faint whiff of something warm and tasty. And to add to all of that, close at hand there's a note that reads:
WELCOME CENTER
Newcomers: Please come downsatirs to the lobby 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, there's a gentle knocking on the door as someone comes from downstairs to usher you along.
"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 you've had a chance to stretch your legs!"
Whether you go downstairs immediately or linger a little longer, eventually you must come down and get out of the small space, 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 warming, comforting 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
Unlike a few waves before, the only people in charge seem to be the people behind the desks. They look a bit busy.
However, before you can go over and give them a piece of your mind and ask questions, the same person who ushered you downstairs hands you a manilla envelope that contains your welcome packet, urging you to read this before asking the two 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 -
Outside, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street. It's looking oddly bright and cheery against a darkened and chilly looking sky:
WELCOME TO SAENG SEONG
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 20th January, afternoon
Summary: The new arrivals, freshly pulled from their worlds or others, awaken in a strange place...
Warnings: Inbox death may occur. System overload at own risk. SOME NPC RESPONSES WILL BE SLOW UNTIL THE ONE WHO PLAYS THEM IS PRESENT.
It's a shuddering breath, a sensation of being pulled to elsewhere and finding oneself pressed against something on the soft and some place cozy. However, before one can fully stir, there is and odd, warm stirring sensation that lifts you up from wherever you've been dropped, when you begin to drift off once more.
Yet the feeling passes quickly, and when you awaken, you begin to realize your surroundings. It's a small room with what some might recognize as a Far Eastern theme when it comes to decor, from the walls to the sofa you find yourself on. Illumination is provided by carefully crafted lamps, and even a candle flickering on a nearby desk. The doors are made from paper and wood, with a thin frame; through them it's easy to hear other people stirring, talking, or coming to.
You are not alone...
Newcomers: Please come downsatirs to the lobby 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, there's a gentle knocking on the door as someone comes from downstairs to usher you along.
"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 you've had a chance to stretch your legs!"
Whether you go downstairs immediately or linger a little longer, eventually you must come down and get out of the small space, 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 warming, comforting 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
Unlike a few waves before, the only people in charge seem to be the people behind the desks. They look a bit busy.
However, before you can go over and give them a piece of your mind and ask questions, the same person who ushered you downstairs hands you a manilla envelope that contains your welcome packet, urging you to read this before asking the two 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.
Again, welcome, and thank you for all your help.
Irene
Arrival Liaison
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.
Again, welcome, and thank you for all your help.
Irene
Arrival Liaison
Outside, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street. It's looking oddly bright and cheery against a darkened and chilly looking sky:
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
Re: Tim Drake | Open | Near Apartments
So when she sees that flash of black, yellow and red, M'gann is sure that it's just Robin out and about, and flies lower to greet him.
"Hey! Any luck today with fighting crime?"
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Tim glances around a few times, eyes wide behind the mask as he watches M'gann approach but he's not too surprised. He was taken aback by the psychic-like call, not dealing with any beings like that since Etrigan.
"Uh...not really. Slow night. Do you know Martian Manhunter?"
He does recognize the outline of her costume, even if he's never met the individual in question. And, he'll admit she is pretty up close, but he'd been distracted by said psychic message in his head to think straight.
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It's enough to get her to drop that mental link out of shock, as she does a skip backwards in the air out of surprise.
"You're not-" She stops short of saying 'Robin' because there is a certain resemblance. If nothing else, this person is really good at making super hero costumes, even if a few of the details don't look quite right.
"I-I know him. He's my uncle-" She blurts that out as she tries to find her mental feet again.
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"Pretty sure I've earned the right to call myself Robin, even if Batman thinks otherwise." A way to show M'gann that regardless of whoever was beneath the mask, he was who he said he was. Of course it also showed her what he thought of Batman's methods as of late, but he didn't know that.
"He's part of the Justice League, right? Batman is too, but he's only part-time." He added after a moment, relaxing since he knew the girl was on the side of the good guys.
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"I...Only know a different Robin," though the resemblance still has her pushed off balance. "But you know Batman, and J'o- and the Martian Manhunter? And the League?" 'How' is pretty clearly implied with all of that. And the 'part-time' bit makes her eyes narrow, uncertain; she'd never thought of the dark knight as being part time with the League, given his presence with the Team and the older heroes.
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"Another Robin? Wouldn't happen to know his real name, or is he as secretive as Batman? But, yeah - I know about them, but I never met anyone on the League except Superman. I usually stick to helping Batman protect Gotham, or I'm with the Titans." If M'gann were to scan Tim's mind, the Titans would in a sense, be his version of the Team.
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"But, he's here too? Maybe you can ask him..." And she trails off at the rest of that information, tilting her head to the side as she listens. She's TRYING not to pry too much with telepathy; this isn't her Robin, and there's that initial mistake she made of talking into his head and all...But she still catches slight echoes. And a strange feeling of resonance when he talks about Titans.
"So you work on a team, too? A-aside from with Batman, I mean. I think we all have our mentors to work with, too."
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"Yeah, I work on a team too; we call ourselves the Titans. Guess you could say we're like a junior Justice League, but we operate without our mentors. Most of the time."
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"H-hey," She stops short of actually covering her ears, though, and instead clasps her hands nervously in front of her heart. "You might want to be careful with some of those thoughts." Her shoulders hunch a little as she remembers herself, and the proper Earth etiquette with telepathy.
"And...Sorry about establishing that link? Meeting you just happened really suddenly, and on my team we're...Kind of used to mental communication. I know it can be rude on Earth without permission, though."
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"How much do you wanna know about me? If it helps, you've got my permission." He was curious about this girl, since he was certain Martian Manhunter didn't have any family back on his world. Either way, he was positive M'gann spoke the truth.
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...She just was adamant about not prying, M'gann reminds herself. That includes getting insecure and talking more about something she's trying not to be nosy about. She gives her head a quick shake to clear it, and finally lets herself fully settle onto the ground.
"Well...Is it okay to ask for a name? But if you just want to be called Robin, I guess that could work too!" Just be really confusing. M'gann starts to stretch out a hand to shake, before pausing and pointing back to herself.
"And I guess I haven't introduced myself yet, have I? I'm M'gann; M'gann M'orzz! Or Miss Martian, out on the field."
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"Nice to meet you, M'gann. Tim, or Tim Drake. Out on the fleld it's Robin, unless you're with your Robin. You could always call me Red Robin, just to tell us apart."
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"Sure!"
Though from the way she blinks over that glimpse of his face, she's a little surprised over how quick he is to shed the mask. But M'gann does her best to take it in stride. (And tell herself that it isn't so bad to be on friendly footing right away.) She even remembers to fully stretch her hand out to shake, and not draw it back this time.
"It's good to meet you...Red Robin?" She tests that name out, and nods over it. "I think that should work, when it comes to names. And it's nice to meet you, too?"
Even with a bumpy start.
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After accepting her hand with his, he shook it and took a moment to just...take in the situation. Batman wasn't the only one who knew a Martian hero, not to mention she was polite and kind! Not a lot of heroes had those qualities, not unless they were the mostly scowly kind.
"It should work when it comes to names. OFf the field, it's alright if you call me Tim."
Tim's first experience with Bruce was a bumpy start, so he's used to it.