[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

D2

[sluggard]

Nah. Why would they have all of this if they didn't want you to be able to buy it, huh?

[Would he lie to you, Jake??]

[potentite]

[That sounds very logical.]

I recall Dirk once chattering on about something called 'supply and demand' so... I guess that must be it??

[sluggard]

[Oh crap, yeah, he can totally bullshit this. Totally.

He shrugs.] Yeah, something like that. They're just making the supply for the demand there is, you know? They need you to buy it all.

[potentite]

Then would you like something? I seem to have an abundance of dough.

[He. Thinks? He still doesn't get money.]

[sluggard]

Aww, for me? I'm honored you thought to ask, kid.

But, nah, I'm good. Buy yourself all that stuff you want instead.

[He might actually feel the tiniest bit bad about all of this if he said yes. Can't have that.]

[potentite]

[He smiles and starts sliding his card through the vending machine slots, picking items based on his whims. These seem to have to do with how bright and cool the packaging is.]

I always thought vending machines seemed pretty nifty and convenient! Though, honestly, anything that gives you prepared food is pretty swell, don't you think?

[sluggard]

Oh yeah, for sure. We don't have 'em where I'm from and I gotta say. It's one of the best inventions I've seen since I got into this whole mess.

I think I'm kinda' jealous of all of you that've got them back home.

[potentite]

Oh! Really? If it helps, I grew up without them for the most part! It's why I think they're so cool.

[Well. He'd probably still think they were cool. Just more like. Normal levels of cool.]

What is your world like?

[sluggard]

[WELL... fine. It does help to know he's not the only one who didn't really have them before.]

Uh. [He laughs.] Real different. None of this fancy crap you've got all over here.

[A shrug.] We've got dragons?

[potentite]

Dragons! Dragons are rather terrifying. One tried to kill me once.

[sluggard]

Yeah? Same here!

[Translation: he stood far away and shot arrows at it while other people nearly got trampled. Close enough.]

You got away though?

[potentite]

I think it wasn't that fascinated in wasting energy on a small fry like me.

[Jake got blasted out of the sky and somehow survived a fucking giant ass fall so close enough.]

That's exciting, though! Most people think I'm telling tales when I say I've seen dragons and such.

[sluggard]

...Yeah, makes sense. Hard to tell what the hell dragons ever want.

[He laughs.] You don't got to worry about that with me though, kid. Trust me, there's plenty of 'em where I'm from.

[potentite]

I'm really glad. When I was growing up, I had to worry about monsters everyday. But one of my friends thought I had to be selling her tales.

[sluggard]

Sorry about that, I guess. For what it's worth, it sounds crazy to me that anyone wouldn't believe stories about that. We got plenty of other monsters, too.

[potentite]

Oh wow really? What kind of monsters? We can swap monster stories!

this got lost in my inbox i'm sorry!!!! feel free to drop it if it's too old!

[sluggard]

[A laugh.] Sure thing, kid.

There's these monsters that kinda' look like skeletons. We call 'em Terrors and they smell like hell.