[WORLD TWO | INTRO LOG]

[spellbindmods]

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

[finagles]

[ Emil...

You understand. Nobody should be deprived of sweets for too long. McGillis may or may not have been sneaking samples all day.

Well, regardless of experience or temptation, he can certainty play the part of someone who's been employed by the bakery for years. He took his short training from the unenthusiastic manager very seriously. As soon as his latest customer begins to speak, he's preparing boxes and sliding back the glass to access each treat. ]

Our cakes are right over here. [ After he's tended to the items Emil has already requested, McGillis walks over to the far side of the store and gestures at three rows of medium-sized looking cakes. ] Freshly made on location, of course. I can cut you a slice or box up a whole one of your choosing.

[ Has he recognized this customer? It doesn't seem like it...

... but McGillis spends too much time flying in circles and stalking the group in animal form not to slowly ping to a familiar face. ]

As a fellow student of Qri's, I'm happy to give you a discount.

[ smirk ]

[enflame]

( Slices? Slices are for scrubs. Finding out that his server is a fellow coven member isn’t as embarrassing as it is unexpected, but it puts him off guard either way. Oops...and how did yo get a job so fast, you cretin???

Oh well. Emil can’t stay too focused when there are cakes to preoccupy him. Discounted cakes, at that. )

A whole one! Definitely whole. ( As much as he would like a whole cake to himself, this will potentially be going to three other people (not even his roommates; fuck 2/3 of those people tbh. ) I’m going to need a larger one in a week or so...is that doable?

( He’s noticeably not acknowledging their coven bond; you’re at work, dude, and he wants cake. )

[finagles]

[ YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU PUT YOUR MIND TO EMIL

also seems like if you just choose one with your id card it's...yours? idk this place is weird

Anyway, McGillis is fine with ignoring their association in the open, except to provide the discount. He was serious about that. A whole cake it is - he's not here to judge. Again, he grabs the appropriate box and opens the glass casing. ]

There should be no issue with that. If it's a custom order, I'll ask you to fill out a form and call you when it's ready.

[ Yours will be the first cake he makes on order! Cherish it. Hopefully it turns out...okay... ]

Will this be for a celebration?

[enflame]

( He admires this dedication deep down, especially when it’s put towards the art of inducing cavities. Speaking of ID cards, Emil takes his out and places it on the counter as a form of payment. Whoever came up with this shit, thanks — so much better than carrying around wadded up bills and coins and shit. )

Yes, a celebration. I’ll need a form then. Except...I don’t know what all you can do with cakes here.

( Back home you were lucky to be rich enough to afford a cake with strawberries on it. These cakes...they’re a lot more extravagant looking. There are green seeded disks on some, pastry-like sticks poking out of others. This would be so much easier if he was ordering a cake in Sweden, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing if it means being self-indulgent. )

[finagles]

[ Noticing the card, he stacks the boxes (1 bread, 1 box so stuffed full of cookies there are crumbs on the side, 1 regular cake) on the counter and begins to total things up, along with searching for the custom order form. It's somewhere around here... (this is still his first day...)

Bending down and gone from sight for a moment, he begins to reply. It's a little muffled. ]

It will list out all the options we have available.

[ And there it is.

Still the picture of politeness, McGillis stands and presents the form, sliding it over to Emil's side of the counter. ]

The type of cake, the number of layers, icing, any wording or the decorations you might want for the finish... it's all listed here. We also have a book of samples you could look through, if you'd prefer visual examples.

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rate him on our app ]