INTRO MINGLE

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WHO: Everyone
WHAT: An introductory first day in the game free-for-all extravaganza.
WHERE: One of 3 locations, to be outlined below.
WHEN: October 1
NOTES: Graphic content including physical and psychological horror.



Characters will wake up in one of 3 places, based on the plotting post that went up on Saturday the 22nd. Unless specifically signed up for the Library or the Church, characters by default will be waking up in the Mall.

Please specify your location in the subject line of your top level.

Thoroughly read the plot post and current setting page for details relevant to your introduction.

You do not slowly rouse, but rather abruptly snap into wakefulness, like a light switch being flipped. The world is suddenly bright, white and backlit, roughly one well-placed lens flair away from being a J.J. Abrams movie. It won’t take long to realize both your wrists are securely clamped by a thick metal strap that juts out of the sturdy steel platform you’re laying on, and it's not long after that to realize the same is true for your legs. Even your midsection is strapped down by the world’s most intense seatbelt, leaving nothing to do but to struggle or to wait.

Fortunately, the wait isn’t very long. The curved white space above you flickers with color, and a perfect square, like a television screen, expands before your eyes. It pans over what appears to be a town, something small and simply populated.

“Hello, and welcome to your first setting.” A neutrally cadenced feminine sounding voice begins, riding the line somewhere between human and machine. As she speaks, captions of the text type themselves in neat and perfect Arial font. “The location is loosely based off Bridgton, Maine, United States of America, Earth. The year is 2007. You have been selected to participate. Obedience ensures an enjoyable and immersive experience for our players. If you have been granted a role, instructions will follow. Do not talk about your role. Do not attempt disobedience. If you have not been granted a role, your objective for this round is simple: survive.”

Characters who haven’t been selected to participate in the story will hear a mechanical hissing, the sound of something unlocking, and their metal straps will retract into the flat surface of the printing bay.

Comments

[kiseijuu]

No--! I swear, I know it sounds... outrageous, and I can't explain how, but it really happened like that.

[ Shinichi watches him struggle over the word, and Migi finally starts moving around again, gaining interest in their company. His right hand slips out of his pocket, resting on his leg innocently enough, but watching their company silently. ]

Er... [ This makes Shinichi nervous. He doesn't want the parasite to see this man as a hostile threat, not that there's much he can do in his weak state... ]

Maybe you shouldn't drink too much. I-in this place. You could get hurt somehow...

[sanephiroth]

[He squints at him, studying him intently before apparently deciding to believe him.]

Fine. [He takes another swig of the bitter liquor out of the bottle, shooting Shinichi a glare as he does] This. Is not by choice.

[kiseijuu]

Not by choice...? You mean.. [ His voice lowers. He's learned by now that some things are being done to people by force -- he's got a new girlfriend running around that he apparently has to be in love with now or else he'll want to puke his guts out -- but being made to drink?! That's... horrible. ]

Because of them? [ He points a finger upwards, meaning to signify whomever is in charge of all this. Hopefully alluding like this won't spell any consequence for either of them. ]

[sanephiroth]

Who else?

[He tried otherwise but the withdrawal symptoms were horrid. He's pretty sure he's going to experience that after drinking too though so this is just like a vain attempt to stop feeling terrible.]

I thought you're too scared to talk about it.

[kiseijuu]

[ Shinichi freezes, mouth opening and then closing a little. He.. is scared. So why is he talking about it now...?

But then again, that's often how it is for him. If someone else seems to be in danger, he tends to lose his own inhibitions too quickly. His heart has always done the thinking for him, and maybe that's dangerous here. ]

I.. Well.. it's just really horrible that you're.. in this position. Is there anything I can do to help?

[ He ignores his hand stiffening at that. Migi doesn't think that's necessarily a good idea, but Shinichi ignores it. ]

[sanephiroth]

Hmph. Only if you know a way back to Midgar.

[He slams the bottle on the table, frowning when it doesn't break.]

[kiseijuu]

[ Shinichi jumps at the sudden slam, his right hand shooting up and perching on the table. It rests on its fingertips, joints bent like a tense spider. Shinichi looks down at this, his other hand nervously adjusting the collar of his wet shirt. He's shivering just a little, both from the tension and from simply being a bit cold due to his clothes. Hopefully this Sephiroth guy won't turn hostile; he's just... really drunk, right? ]

M-Midgar? I'm not familiar with that.. Uh... You probably shouldn't try to break that. You could get hurt! Why don't you come sit down with me?

[ His right hand twitches in protest; Migi thinks that's an incredibly stupid idea. But Shinichi is just trying to make sure the other man doesn't hurt himself. ]

[sanephiroth]

[Get hurt? Hm, he looks at the bottle. Glass would probably hurt him in this state. He doesn't particularly want to bleed out. While he's thinking that, he makes to comply with the suggestion to sit with Shinichi, not really out of the desire of wanting to, but just because it'd be easier to stare him down from that close a distance.

He plops down with a swish of silver hair and black leather, leaning with his back to the table.]</small. Now you have me.

[kiseijuu]

[ And Sephiroth staring him down from this closer of a distance is pretty unnerving. Shinichi's looking at him nervously, attempting to tug his right hand back into his lap but it's not having it. So he just leaves it there, giving an awkward little laugh at the words. ]

Well.. um... So you haven't been rained on yet? Has anything else weird happened to you here, though?

[sanephiroth]

The potency of the alcohol seems... higher. Or it could be because it's me. [There's a lot of ways to take that and he doesn't seem to be explaining.] My powers and Masamune have been taken.

[kiseijuu]

[ Powers.... That's not terribly surprising, he's bumped into a few others by now with abilities, and he's certainly not the picture of normal himself, but it still doesn't help the boy's nerves. ]

Masamune...? Who is that? [ He questions carefully. And then, because Migi is incredibly tense, adds: ]

Are your powers usually... strong?

[sanephiroth]

Masamune is my sword. [He's going to have to get use to telling people about himself like he's not world famous or something.] And I was set to rule the world. [he leans in threateningly] And purge it of humans like you.