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INTRO LOG - JUNE 2014
Who: Everyone
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 18th June, late 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. NPC responses may be slow.
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 (or bed) 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...
Close at hand there's a note that reads:
WELCOME CENTER
Newcomers: Please come downstairs 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 cool and relieving food and drink, including some you probably aren't familiar with. It's just as well they're in good supply, as the windows outside show a city well heated from a summer sun.
On the wall opposite are a pair of desks, each with a sign, and one person at her station-
Rhea, General Assistance
Andi, Technological Assistance
The plaques have a shiny new look to them, as do the desks. The one with 'Andi' listed appears to be empty, though. Gathered around both desks and several tables are boxes as well, and...Empty jars? The woman minding her desk doesn't appear to give them a second thought.
However, before you can go over and give at least one of 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. The cheerful colors on it match well against a bright blue sky:
WELCOME TO SAENG SEONG
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 18th June, late 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. NPC responses may be slow.
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 (or bed) 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...
Close at hand there's a note that reads:
Newcomers: Please come downstairs 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 cool and relieving food and drink, including some you probably aren't familiar with. It's just as well they're in good supply, as the windows outside show a city well heated from a summer sun.
On the wall opposite are a pair of desks, each with a sign, and one person at her station-
Rhea, General Assistance
Andi, Technological Assistance
The plaques have a shiny new look to them, as do the desks. The one with 'Andi' listed appears to be empty, though. Gathered around both desks and several tables are boxes as well, and...Empty jars? The woman minding her desk doesn't appear to give them a second thought.
However, before you can go over and give at least one of 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 first five 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 Rhea
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 first five 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.
Arrival Liaison
Outside, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street. The cheerful colors on it match well against a bright blue sky:
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
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"Hey, your guess is as good as mine," he said, and the armor shrugged with a dull whirring noise. "I've been here for almost a year, and all I've seen is that the people in charge here don't know what the hell they're doing. It'd be sad if we weren't, you know, trapped against our will."
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Still, if tall, metal, and well-armed here had had some time to settle in, there were a few more questions he wanted to ask him, one robot to another... "And I hear that people who don't touch start getting ill. That true for us, too?"
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Wait.
Signal. Not used to so many humans. Asking about combat mode. Us.
"Hold up--robot? Or uh, android, I guess--is that less offensive? Sounds less offensive. I don't want to be offensive, unless I'm trying to be."
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...Which begged the question of why this one would. And he was going to kick himself if his first guess was right.
"...You're not?"
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... And talking to him. Whoops, zoned out a little there, Tony.
"Aah, yeah, no, sorry, champ. 100% Grade A meatbag here, just with some super tricked out armor."
In his apartment, Tony glanced at the arc reactor in his chest.
"Maybe 98%."
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He'd seen plenty of robots in comparable battlegear, sure, but he didn't even know that they made those sorts of things for humans... he could only guess how a human could stay mobile inside it, let alone find room for its components.
"Never seen that kind of gear on a human, I'll admit," he finally said aloud after a split second's rumination. "That thing powered by touch, too? I can't imagine fitting a power core and a human body in that frame."
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That powered by touch thing sounded pretty cool, actually. Why had it not occurred to him before? He'd have to work on that someday.
"Autonomous prehensile propulsion suit," he continued, lightly tapping one finger to the glowing circle at the center of the suit's chest. "Powered by arc reactor technology. Family secret, runs on an element I created myself, pretty, ah, close to my heart. Believe it or not, this is the power core. I'm just that good."
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"Never heard of an arc reactor, though. Can't imagine how something can power a suit like that and still fit within its chestplate. Are you a specialist in this sort of thing?"
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The response was automatic and matter-of-fact, like he was stating fact instead of boasting. The suit shrugged with one shoulder, a loose, casual gesture that perhaps looked odd on a sleek red and gold suit of armor.
"Nobody builds what I do, kiddo. Some crazy Russian guy got into the 'decent knock-off' category, but that was just because of some ancient drama with his dad and my dad and I dunno. Point is, that's the closest anyone's ever gotten, and that guy's dead now. So yeah, just little ole me. And my ground-breaking top-of-the-line miniaturized nuclear reactors."
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Not like he couldn't sympathize with cheap off-brand doubles, either, and even behind the shades his disdain at the mention was apparent on his face. But it wasn't anything he could get too worked up over. Not anymore.
This guy had a bit of an attitude, but anyone who could make armor like that- let alone a micro-miniaturized nuclear reactor and live with it adjacent to his chest- wasn't exactly bluffing in calling himself skilled. Hell, the one in his own chest only half-worked, and that was without having to accommodate a human's flesh and blood.
"You ever give out your name, or are you famous for keeping secrets too?" he replied, letting the smirk rise to the surface. "You can just call me Blues, by the way."
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"Me being famous for secrets would make a whole lot of people happy," he replied with a dry chuckle. He extended an armored hand.
"Tony. And, ah, sorry about--" He tapped on the faceplate with his other hand. When he put his hand down, the face flipped up to reveal the gap inside lit by a soft blue glow from behind the complex wiring that lined the armor.
"I did say autonomous. Right?"