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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?
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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.
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[ He reaches up and fidgets with one of his ears idly, tugging on it. ]
But I guess it must be true.
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[He looks back in the direction of that sign from before.]
Which means...he should be a monster now. But he wasn't.
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I met one who didn’t know of the Fog God. That was already alarming.
...I really had hopes for a moment that this was where all the people that disappeared from Ryslig ended up.
[ Like their brothers. ]
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It might still be a possibility. It just sounds like a lot of people from other worlds end up here as well due to the instability of these Fissures that appear.
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[ He shifts finally, sitting back up and moving to get off of Karamatsu ]
...Hey, Karamatsu-niisan? Does this mean we're finally... free? Of her?
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I...am not sure. I have not yet seen any signs of the gods, but...well. You might have a better idea about that than I would.
[Not accusatory, just factual.]
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He sits on the floor, a hand over his chest. His mark of allegiance to the Fourth God. ]
...I don’t feel Him here either. I could try find an electronic and praying to Him but... I don’t feel his power at all.
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...perhaps try doing that at some point, then. Just...just to be one-hundred percent sure.
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[ He pauses for a moment. It’s weird... that it might finally be “over”. It doesn’t FEEL over and he’s scared that if he talks about it too much the Fog God will find them all over again somehow.
Instead he turns and nudges Karamatsu with one knuckle. ]
Hey... have you looked at the rooms here yet? I saw a sign up earlier. We should pick one out.
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[On the same page with that.]
Izunia-san told me that each room fits about two people, more if they are connected with extra doors put in.
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He smiles and hops back up on his feet. ]
Oh, that should be perfect then! We'll probably get more sleeping space if I stay in my animal form too.
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Let us go sign up for one, then, before everything fills up.
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Let's go!
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Truth be told, he's never seen a rabbit with a squirrel tail. That's new.
He lets him get comfy against his neck, lifting one claw to very gently scritch the side of his face.]
I had not seen your new travel form before. It is cute.
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Really? I tried it out a couple of times... ah, but I guess there wouldn’t have been a reason for you to know it was me even if you did see me. It’s not like I tested it out at home much.
[ He stretches his whole body out, his tail even going completely straight before curling right back into place. ]
I like it. Smaller, more convenient. No where near as cumbersome as being a panda could sometimes be. Ah— though I guess it’s not as useful for errands...
[ Not that that matters anymore. ]
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...well, they have a place to stay now, even if it isn't really like home. Not even like the house that pretended to be home. He knows he's going to miss it even after the first night.
He lowers his hand and starts making his way to where Choromatsu said the sign-up sheet was.]
You will find plenty of other uses for it, I am sure. You will be a lot easier to dress, at any rate.
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[...]
You know, that is not a bad idea...
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Choromatsu starts tearing and pulling out Karamatsu’s neck fur, using both teeth and claws. ]
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Ow ow! I m-mean I- oh, no, what was I saying?! I totally forgot! The idea is leaving my mind as we speak, there it goes-!
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[ He makes himself comfy again, kneading Karamatsu’s skin.
...His claws are still out though. Just there. As a constant threat. ]
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He sighs, continuing on their way.
But not without muttering:]
I thought you liked my clothes...
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I like the ones you make for my normal form. I don’t need doll clothes.
[ ...he’ll probably wear them anyway if you make them though. But screw Karamatsu’s actual fashion sense. ]
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