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rekindleme2014-12-13 12:09 am
rekindlemods) wrote in rekindleme2014-12-13 12:09 am
December Intro Log
Who: Everyone
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 12th December, early 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.
'I'm sorry for this... but we need your help.'
Yet the feeling -and the voice - pass quickly, and when you awaken, you begin to realize your surroundings. It's a small room with what some might recognize as something akin to 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 red 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...
On a small table beside you, there rests a note atop a manilla envelope (that oddly enough is enscribed with your name). Unfolding the note will reveal some answers in the form of a letter addressed to all arrivals.
Inside the manilla envelope , 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 second letter folded neatly on the top.
Odd... Neither were written in your own language, and yet you find it easily understandable. Soon enough, if you don't make an exit 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 or upset as to what's going on, but we promise to explain further once you've had a chance to stretch your legs!"
Whether you go downstairs immediately or linger a little longer, eventually you must come on down to leave 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 warm and filling food and drink, including some you probably aren't familiar with. It's just as well they're in good supply, as the windows to the outdoors show skies in an overcast condition, with a very noticible chill in the air once one steps outside.
On the wall opposite are a pair of desks, each with a sign.
Irene, General Assistance
Andi, Technological Assistance
???
The plaques have a polished look to them, as do the desks. Even though there only seem to be a handful of newcomers this time, both lovely ladies seem eager to assist you, though one more.... self-contained than the one bouncing in their seat with anticipation. The chill is probably why there is a rack full of winter wear in all shapes in sizes by the desks, labeled "FREE MATRIARCH/WINTER CLOTHING (stay warm this season of giving!)."
Outside, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street. The deep autumnal colors on it match the welcoming atmosphere as the letters proclaim:
WELCOME TO SAENG SEONG
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 12th December, early 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.
'I'm sorry for this... but we need your help.'
Yet the feeling -and the voice - pass quickly, and when you awaken, you begin to realize your surroundings. It's a small room with what some might recognize as something akin to 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 red 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...
On a small table beside you, there rests a note atop a manilla envelope (that oddly enough is enscribed with your name). Unfolding the note will reveal some answers in the form of a letter addressed to all arrivals.
Inside the manilla envelope , 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 second letter folded neatly on the top.
Odd... Neither were written in your own language, and yet you find it easily understandable. Soon enough, if you don't make an exit 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 or upset as to what's going on, but we promise to explain further once you've had a chance to stretch your legs!"
Whether you go downstairs immediately or linger a little longer, eventually you must come on down to leave 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 warm and filling food and drink, including some you probably aren't familiar with. It's just as well they're in good supply, as the windows to the outdoors show skies in an overcast condition, with a very noticible chill in the air once one steps outside.
On the wall opposite are a pair of desks, each with a sign.
Irene, General Assistance
Andi, Technological Assistance
???
The plaques have a polished look to them, as do the desks. Even though there only seem to be a handful of newcomers this time, both lovely ladies seem eager to assist you, though one more.... self-contained than the one bouncing in their seat with anticipation. The chill is probably why there is a rack full of winter wear in all shapes in sizes by the desks, labeled "FREE MATRIARCH/WINTER CLOTHING (stay warm this season of giving!)."
Outside, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street. The deep autumnal colors on it match the welcoming atmosphere as the letters proclaim:
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
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Wrong person to ask because it's not a newcomer he questions but that one weird kid who is usually followed by cats or his nutty kitten. But oddly enough, Banchou isn't there.
"You look bored."
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"You're that kid, right? The weird one, not the one that brings me food." Clearly this description satisfies Tony, because he moves right along.
"What are you doing here, you're not new."
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At least Tony has an idea of who he is.
"I got sick and vanished from here then came back."
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"Huh. Getting kidnapped two whole times. Don't you feel special."
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"Not really, I feel fine."
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"Great. Say, you know, I've heard the snacks at the other side of the room are better, you should, ah, go check it out."
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He's known for being blunt, not his fault. And needs to know things.
"I missed a bit. Do you know what happened?"
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"Well, among other things. There's a shadowy rebellion-type organization shooting people, the shadows from last year came back. Sorta. And I found out the second-in-command in the science division is a gigantic dick."
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Which was saying something."They weren't very helpful when you asked them for information?"
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"That's a given. No, I work with him now, and the guy's pissy that his boss likes me better. Personally, I'd pick me too."
Oh, yeah, Cyntia hired him at the science division, because she's clearly insane.
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"In other words he's jealous and might think that you'll replace him?"
Yu may...have a different view than Cyntia but it didn't mean he thought she was nuts. She more than likely had a plan in mind when hiring him.
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"Replace? Doubt it. Maybe get promoted. Probably not replace. He has a few talents I don't, surprising as that may be."