February Intro Log!

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Who: Everyone
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 12th February, 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 rain is pouring outside with no sign of relenting. During this time of the year, it's definitely something to leave a chill in the bones. Perhaps picking up a rain coat by the desks on the other side of the room might be a good idea. Who knows? You may just find something suspiciously in your size!

Speaking of those desks, two ladies seem eager to answer any questions you may have, names and positions conveniently written on signs on their desk.

Irene, General Assistance
Andi, Technological Assistance

Outside, and through the heavy rain and 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 (though rather damp) atmosphere as the letters proclaim:

WELCOME TO SAENG SEONG
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)

Comments

[smallspot]

"I don't think anyone has ever died. They get sent home before that happens, but they can get sick! Sometimes sick enough that they sleep at the hospital for a long time. Sometimes, they just lose control of their abilities instead. It seems to get worse the longer you go without contact," Diarmuid raises a finger to shake it at Hiro almost as if he knows what the boy is thinking.

"So make sure to get a hug or even just shake someone's hand every day! It doesn't take a lot of contact and that is better than getting sick and possibly losing control of your abilities and hurting someone!"

[big_damn_hiro]

Hiro's eyebrows raised. "A-abilities?" He asked with surprise. "You mean like superpowers?" Maybe he did get teleported into one of Fred's comic books after all.

"Well I'm just a regular guy. I don't have powers." At least that was a good thing. He wouldn't want to lose control of whatever and cause damage. He sighed and leaned back in his seat, looking down at his mug.

"So handshakes work huh? I..I've just never been a hugging sort of person. It's hard for me to do that sort of thing with people I don't know." At least Baymax was here if he was in the mood for it.

[smallspot]

"Superpowers is one way to put it, but I am only a boy too! Well...unless my magic butterfly counts. Father made him for me and he knows what I am thinking most of the time. I suppose things might go weird with my bond to him, but I don't know what that will do to him. Better not to risk it!" As the boy talks, a small blue and green butterfly crawls out of his hair and flutters in the air next to him.

"Yes, handshakes will work! Sometimes you can even get enough contact if you are sparring with someone while training! I like hugs, though, so I usually go with that. It's easier to judge for me. With how little is needed, it's really silly to risk not getting enough!"

[big_damn_hiro]

Hiro squinted. "A magic butterfly?" His eyes widened though when a real butterfly chose that moment to crawl out of Diarmuid's hair and flutter next to his head. "Oh..." He uttered - a bit surprised.

"So uh....does your butterfly have powers?" He couldn't help but ask.

At least handshakes would be able to work for the contact thing. It was something that seemed a little more palatable to do with strangers than straight up cuddling or hugging.

[smallspot]

Diarmuid holds out a hand and the butterfly flutters over to land on it, "I don't know if I would call them powers, but he always knows where I am and sometimes knows what I want even before I know I want it! He will go and get people when I need them, and Father said that he can't ever be destroyed permanently! He will always come back."

It's not shooting lasers from his eyes or anything like that, but for a curious little boy who sometimes gets into places he needs help to get out of, the butterfly is a perfect guardian.

[big_damn_hiro]

Hiro leaned forward slightly when the butterfly landed on Diarmuid's hand so that he could get a better look.

"Wow that's pretty crazy..." He commented. "Did you name it?"

He could only imagine that having a pet companion like that would come in handy. At least it seemed that the boy had something to look out for him. It still struck him as shocking that someone so young would be dumped here by himself.

[smallspot]

"I didn't have a name for him until I came here," Diarmuid holds his hand out some so that Hiro can better see the butterfly. Said butterfly flutters his wings as if to show he enjoys the attention, "After I got here, someone suggested I name him Little Dia, so I did! It fits because he is always with me."

[big_damn_hiro]

"Little Dia?" Hiro echoed, grinning a little and holding out a finger towards the butterfly, wanting to touch it, but knowing that the wings were delicate. It probably wasn't a good idea. "The name suits him."

"Too bad I couldn't introduce you to Mochi, my cat. I live at my Aunt's house. She looked after me and my brother since we were little." He paused a little at the mention of Tadashi, but kept going. "She runs a cafe downstairs and we live upstairs." Diarmuid probably would really like her actually.

"I'm glad Mochi's there to keep her company." She was probably freaking out that he was missing.

[smallspot]

"Yes! I am glad you like it!" As Diarmuid is talking, the butterfly hops up from the boy's hand and lands on Hiro's outstretched finger. He doesn't seem afraid of Hiro hurting him at all.

"Baymax told me about Mochi! I wish I could meet Mochi and your family too! And all your friends!" He likes making new friends and so far he has liked everything that he has heard about them.

His excitement fades, though, when he notices the change in Hiro's tone, "Are you worried about them? Don't worry! Time stops while you are here. No one will know you are gone and nothing will happen to them!"

[big_damn_hiro]

Though Hiro had the intelligence and mental capacity of someone a lot older, he was still a 14 year old boy. His eyes lit up when the butterfly landed on his finger and he grinned. "Hey little Dia..." He greeted.

"I think my friends would get a kick out of you Diarmuid." Hiro admitted. "My aunt would make a huge meal and have a party." He gestured at his slender figure with a free hand. "She's always trying to feed me." He laughed and then sighed after a moment.

"Yeah, of course I worry." His eyebrows rose though at Diarmuid's reassurance. "Wow I knew this place was kinda of temporally glitchy but..." He blinked. "It's like my world is on pause or something?"

[smallspot]

"That sounds like so much fun! What kind of food would she make? I bet it would be new fun stuff I could try. I like trying new food so much. This place has so many things I have never tasted before," Diarmuid watches happily as his butterfly lets Hiro look at it until his heart is content. The bug is just as friendly as his owner is.

"Glitchy? I don't know what that means, but yes, things stop back home while you are here. If you go back to visit your home like I did, things will start again, but they will stop when you come back here. It's really weird, but..." The boy shrugs. He is nowhere near understanding how it works. Diarmuid just knows it does.

"Maybe someday we will understand what is all means..."