[WORLD TWO | INTRO LOG]

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Who: All coven members
Where: In and around the new world’s apartment building where the coven is staying
When: Day (the calendar isn’t syncing for me hELP)
Open/Closed: Open to All

You’re in a room. It’s pretty bright — blindingly so, even. There’s something very stark and very clean about the place, and also the person you’re sitting in front of. You’re sitting? You’re sitting. There’s also a pane of very powerful plexiglass separating you from the uniform-clad person who is now speaking to you. It’s impossible to transcribe what they say verbatim, but here’s the gist of it: - You’re being welcomed to a city called Shehui. Depending on who you are, the level of technology may be light years ahead of you or child’s play. - There’s a very strict policy about magic. While there are measures put in place to prevent magic from happening, this is still something that they reiterate over and over. They don’t want to take chances. - Crime is also frowned upon. Small infractions will result in credit deductions, while major crimes will get you banned. Antisocial behavior is also looked down upon. You’re locked in the city for your initial eight weeks. You can leave afterwards, but trying to break out of the city or cause social unrest will result in monitoring and a potential ban. - This city is supposed to be somewhat relaxing. Is it a free pleasure cruise? No. Is it a self-contained society that runs on community and indulgence? Yes. - You’re being given an allotment of credits in order to stay in the city, which is what the economy there runs on. This goes on for quite some time. - You’re being moved to a housing location. Despite the slotted speaker in the middle of the plexiglass, the only time you have a chance to ask questions is when a small slit opens in the bottom and a package is slid towards you. - What’s in the package? There’s a credit card-like apparatus that has apparently taken a picture of you. It contains a place to write your name, an identification number and barcode. It also has a thin strip near the top that has scrolling script floating by. It states “WELCOME TO SHEHUI. YOUR ID WILL UPDATE WITH COMMUNITY NOTICES AND PERSONAL PINGS FOR JOBS AND VOLUNTEER OPPORTUNITIES RELATED TO YOUR INTEREST.” It’s a lot to take in, but that’s the long and short of it. Have questions? The person will reiterate a few times that there are information desks around the city. That’s all for now…now you’ll be traveling to your next destination: your new home. The floor slowly lowers as if you’ve been in an elevator the whole time. It connects to several other glass containers, much like your own, all suddenly clanking together in a chain. After a short wait, the chain begins to move — quickly. Faster, maybe, than you’ve ever gone before. It’s hard to even make out the scenery when you’re zipping past everything so quickly. Where does this trip lead you? The ground floor of your new apartment building. The plexiglass cases open up and you’re in a hotel lobby. There’s a flashing board on the wall — NEW ARRIVALS, COME HERE. A ▢ So now’s the time to get settled into your new digs. Your name is on the board, and there’s a promise that your things — which, by the way, were mysteriously taken — will be located in your room. No need to fight over bedrooms; those also hold name placards that are digitally installed. Maybe everyone else is already there. Maybe you’re the first person there and need to find a way to stake your claim on the fridge or a bathroom. B ▢ Maybe you don’t want to fuck with anybody right now and are busy exploring the apartment building. You may encounter some aliens, some strangers, some ice machines. There IS that floor that’s nothing but recreational stations. If you’re overwhelmed, the garden is a good place to start. The sport court is pretty empty right now, if you want to have any regrouping meetings.

The apartment building is locked up tight for three hours in order to let new arrivals get their bearings. After that, the ground floor lobby doors open into the city of Shehui. There’s a lot to take in, but let’s cover the biggest bases: C ▢ Right outside this communal apartment building is a large, digital job board. The list of available jobs and credit opportunities are constantly flashing by. Want to pick one out? Just hold up that ID card you were given and the instructions and location will be sent to the ID’s text scroller. D ▢ You’ve got 500 credits to blow on clothes, food, strippers…whatever you’d like? Right next to the apartment complex are tons of local businesses, from bistros to outlet malls. A movie theater, an arcade, a video game store…and the best thing about Shehui? Most everything is dirt cheap. Where are you shopping? What are you buying? Enquiring minds would like to know! E ▢ Right next to the shopping area is a wooded park. It’s akin to a nature trail that’s similar to Yellowstone in scenery and topography. If you’re more comfortable someplace less…tech or modern…then this may be exactly where you’d like to be. F ▢ Wildcard! How will your character interact with this new and unusual world?

Comments

[teratias]

[Both actually makes sense as far as Waver's concerned. He just nods, rolling with...all of this.]

Most people react to revolutionaries like that. Although....wait, is it mostly just sugar?

[transcutation]

And coffee and cream! [Her bright smile side tracks to thoughtful as her tone slips to the more academic again] Hmm, about a 3:4:2 ratio?

And usually they don't do that when the revolutionary is their founder... but I guess most institutional founders have the grace to die so they can be properly canonized in a respectable image instead of still revolutionizing around.

[teratias]

That cannot be a safe ratio of sugar and coffee.

[But as long as she doesn't explode from overload, he supposes. Either way.]

Well yes. That's what the revolution part is for, that usually means an earlier death.

[transcutation]

It's so tasty though?

[Maybe without her Alchemy to fix it, she should worry more about giving herself diabetes...]

Hmph, well, I'm not about to roll over and die for their convenience. Well, the fact is, they couldn't kill me, which is why I was sealed away.

[teratias]

I'll...I'll take your word for it.

[Waver looks like he might wretch a little. That's just...so much.]

Is it too impolite to ask how they sealed you?

[transcutation]

Suit yourself!

[She happily slurps it through the straw. She's pretty sure you can't get high off sugar but boy is this challenging that notion.]

Well, it's not like it was anything special. I got careless that they managed to corner me... well, and I wasn't expecting they'd actually have on of her descendants with them. [Rather than frustrated, she sounds... melancholy? The look on her face is quite at odds with the violently pink frappe and her general cute look] Even a genius like me has her weaknesses.

[teratias]

[Waver watches the consumption of the sugar bomb in quiet awe and a little bit of fear. Truly should one person consume so much?]

I...yeah, using family to catch you off guard is pretty crappy. [And rather cliche, in a way.] Sealing designations are supposed to be an honor of sorts for a mage, but...that's a load of crap.

[transcutation]

Ah, it's not like it was a hostage situation or anything. [She waves her hand dismissively.] That stupid sister of mine, she never did master alchemy... the only thing she ever managed to be any good at was existential dissolution - the uncreation of things. That sort of thing is like my polar opposite and it seems that destructive art was passed down through her family.

[teratias]

[Waver wrinkles his nose. That's some terrifying alchemy, if he's going to be honest, and he doesn't like the sound of that at all.]

So they used that to finally trap you?

[transcutation]

To weaken me enough that they could perform a seal, anyway. I don't want to think about how much longer I'd still be in there if the captain and Lyria hadn't come along and broken it...

[teratias]

Ugh. I'm....that's all just really rough. [Waver feels a little awkward now, since this is a lot and also extremely personal.]

S'good you're here now.