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Rekindle Moderators ([personal profile] rekindlemods) wrote in [community profile] rekindleme2014-06-18 05:32 pm

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 -

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


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!)
strikeachord: (Lemme play you a song.)

[personal profile] strikeachord 2014-06-23 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds kinda like you're a fella on a mission," Billy declares with a rueful smile. He's used to guys on missions. He sort of misses it himself, really… but not enough to try and get in on this one right now. He offers his hand for a handshake, though.

Very carefully.

"I hope you find what you're lookin' for," he says sincerely, "and if you want a hand or something, just lemme know. I'm not half bad at it if I say so myself. And the name's Rocketbilly. Rocketbilly Redcadillac."
heismymission: keep walking (c: glare)

i'm so sorry about him.

[personal profile] heismymission 2014-06-24 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
The soldier straightens slightly at the sound of the word mission, and his jaw tenses as he recalls his last one--failed, completely subverted, and as a result he fled. But he supposes what he's been planning to do lately is something of a mission, though without a clear goal or set plan, and his usual methods are all but useless.

His gaze falls to the offered hand for a brief moment, not moving to strike or push it aside thanks to Billy's careful manner. He knows vaguely what the gesture means, having seen exchanges between people meeting in the past two weeks; it's a greeting between two people who are on the same side, or plan to be.

But he has no time nor patience for anything but searching for more answers, so he simply moves to step around the young man, having deemed him harmless enough to let his attention move to something else. Namely, the woman at the desk who supposedly is there to answer questions. The kid already admitted he hadn't been here long, so it's likely his knowledge is limited.
strikeachord: (Worried)

It's all good!

[personal profile] strikeachord 2014-06-29 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
It doesn't really bother Billy when he gets blown off and left behind.

…Okay, maybe it bothers him just a little. But no more than it ever did, and either way, he's used to this sort of thing. He just casts a worried look after the guy and lets his hand drop.

"You take care, now," he calls after him.
heismymission: or just continue being stupid, sure. (c: don't go there)

[personal profile] heismymission 2014-06-29 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Though he's pushed the kid aside, he spares him one last glance at his parting comment, already having committed his appearance and voice to memory. Depending on how he needs to proceed, the young man may be able to offer something useful in the future.

He doesn't waste any more time than a second, not pausing in his stride as he continues towards the desks.