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phantasmalrift2018-06-10 11:47 pm
phantasmods) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-06-10 11:47 pm
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IC INTRO - JUNE '18
After the fight with the siren has settled, those characters with phones hooked to the KEystone network will get a text -
Okay, everyone, you had better come back in. There's a storm brewing just off the coast.
Even given Up's usual professionalism, it seems rather... subdued?
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For once, there are no androids at all to greet you upon your return, or arrival, as the case may be. A shelter has been set up for the boats on the shoreline of Glitterstone, however. By the time you tromp up the lighthouse stairs to the level of the Station itself, the sky is beginning to grey with the promised storm.
There's not the typical feast outside, but there is a fairly extensive taco bar set up in the common room, left unattended as well. The room sign-up sheet and boxes of freebies are also there, complete with the Braille versions, and a note at the bottom of both room sheets reads "If all rooms are full, space has been made in the meeting rooms on the top floor. We'll have additional rooms available as soon as possible."
It does appear that someone has updated the murder counter while you were away, however, for the turning of the week. It now reads 15 weeks without murder.
Other than that, you're free to explore, including in the newly finished sections of the Annex (should you be willing to brave the storm to get between buildings). However, wherever you go, the androids are almost conspicuously absent - even in the medical bay and Down's workstation in the command center.
The meeting room they have for their own private use is securely closed and locked.
Okay, everyone, you had better come back in. There's a storm brewing just off the coast.
Even given Up's usual professionalism, it seems rather... subdued?
----
For once, there are no androids at all to greet you upon your return, or arrival, as the case may be. A shelter has been set up for the boats on the shoreline of Glitterstone, however. By the time you tromp up the lighthouse stairs to the level of the Station itself, the sky is beginning to grey with the promised storm.
There's not the typical feast outside, but there is a fairly extensive taco bar set up in the common room, left unattended as well. The room sign-up sheet and boxes of freebies are also there, complete with the Braille versions, and a note at the bottom of both room sheets reads "If all rooms are full, space has been made in the meeting rooms on the top floor. We'll have additional rooms available as soon as possible."
It does appear that someone has updated the murder counter while you were away, however, for the turning of the week. It now reads 15 weeks without murder.
Other than that, you're free to explore, including in the newly finished sections of the Annex (should you be willing to brave the storm to get between buildings). However, wherever you go, the androids are almost conspicuously absent - even in the medical bay and Down's workstation in the command center.
The meeting room they have for their own private use is securely closed and locked.
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[She doesn't admit that she's starting to actually feel for people, too... But that one's not exactly a well-kept secret.]
I don't want to be Good, but I have to be, for the future of my service to my Queen.
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I know what'll happen if I've 'gone good' by the time I'm home. It is't pleasant.
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But the alternative is watching the world slide into the garbage and doing nothing. For me, that's even harder.
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... Perhaps you've managed to actually be good. Too few heroes pull that off.
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Capital-G Good and proper good are too disconnected, in my book.
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My world's never had enough of the second sort. The kind of good that's practically invisible to Evil, until it's damaged their hold enough to be more threatening than entire armies of Good people.
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Even if I'm better here, I can't afford to go soft, or I will be anathema to her.
[... Never mind that she not only has gone soft... It's arguable she was never not soft in the first place.]
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[The way Pidonus trails off seems strange. Not normal at all. Her gaze seems to flatten as well, as she continues...]
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[... And then her stand relaxes. Bai Lin wouldn't yet know this, but she's just forgotten a fair bit of the conversation.]
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[Well that was weird.]
Alright, let me put it this way then:
I don't get WHY you want to "serve evil", but don't do it here. I will kick your butt before I let you cause any trouble for the people here. We've got enough to worry about right now without having anyone reset that murder counter.
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I'm playing nice for a reason, being pretty much precisely that.
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[Pidonus just.... Tries to slip away now...]
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