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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?
----
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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I'm fine, yes.
[She'll just. Put those wings away for now. It's really handy being able to vanish those; she mostly doesn't on account of not really having a reason to do that much of the time.]
You're new, aren't you?
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[Karamatsu nods, brushing his claws through the fur on the back of his neck.]
I am still trying to get my bearings, here. I am Karamatsu.
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[She uses that line on everybody, even though no one has recognized it yet.]
You'll have time for that. It's been a few months since the first of us turned up.
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He dips his head a little to her, allowing himself a small smile.]
Ah, so...were you among the first few, then?
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That's right. I helped out with both of the last two expeditions, so if you want to ask me anything you should feel free.
[A lot of her usual pragmatism when it comes to information security has fallen off here just because of the nature of what's happening.]
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Well...I would not mind hearing more about what they were like, perhaps. I do not know much, other than the fact that they can be dangerous.
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[Um What the Fuck]
When...when did this happen? Was this the same Fissure that brought us here and turned people into Merfolk, or something different?
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[It was real close to what is, for now, home.]
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It is a good thing that is gone now, then.
[He thinks. He hopes. He's had enough of awful viscera he couldn't escape back at Ryslig, thanks.]
You say it looked like blood- was it something else, then?
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[Large amounts of water are. Pretty bad, for her.]
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It must have been some sort of illusion, then.
[He'll just tell himself that and pretend it was.]
What else can you tell me about your experiences here?
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I nearly slipped off the cliffs. I can fly, so ordinarily that wouldn't matter too much, but the water tried to grab me.
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How horrific! It is good that you made it out of that okay...I would hate to have seen such a fate befall...anyone, really.
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[Okay that was like. The next day, but it still happened.]
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