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MEADOWLARK MODS ([personal profile] larkers) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs2019-05-11 12:20 pm

ARRIVAL LOG 010

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: New Amsterdam
WHEN: Evening of October 21 and 22
WHAT: The tenth arrival
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Coercion, loss of autonomy, sexual themes and alcohol usage. Further notes at end of log.

> ARRIVAL LOG #010

Awareness comes to you in blurred snatches, cloudy fragments of sound and light, color, sensation. Hazy and difficult to grasp on to, but slowly aligning into focus. A series of regular, rhythmic beeps. A medicinal, astringent smell. The sensation of movement, a low hum and accompanying vibration under you. Your eyes are heavy, hard to keep open, but in the glimpses between slow, dark blinks you see four people in black body armor seated opposite you, as well as a man in dark gray scrubs.

You realize there are others next to you. All of you in white scrubs, hair recently cut but at various stages of growth, restrained by straps across your chests, arms, feet, holding you to the bench under you. To your left, an armored interior door, two more people visible, the movement of streets passing through a windshield. You try to open your mouth to speak, but it's as if your tongue is coated in tar, and you manage nothing more than an empty parting of lips.

The vehicle stops. The guard opposite you stands and comes to unbuckle you from the bench, helping you to your feet. Your limbs feel wooden and heavy, slow to move. One guard opens the back of the vehicle, and false, colored light, illuminating the streets in the distance will first alert your senses of being somewhere else, combined with air that's only cooled with the setting of the sun. The nurse moves to stand at the back, checking each passenger over one by one just before they're helped out of the vehicle, quick and methodical. He doesn't climb out after you, moving to sit as the last passenger is unloaded.

The guards keep their heads down. Their actions are quick, firm, but not entirely unkind. Once all the passengers are out, they drop some masks on the ground in a tan-colored tote bag. "Pick a mask," they bark, and then turn to climb back into the vehicle and close the doors. The engine powers up again, and then the bus is gone.

You're left alone in an alley, with no idea of where you are or why you've been brought here.

Around the corner of the alley, there is the sound of various different carnival rides and men yelling for someone to step right up and try their luck on the various assortment of games that are available. Off in the distance, there's a large, hulking structure – perfectly vertical in nature, and people on it twist upward and then come slamming down mere moments later. It seems that you've just arrived as a part of some festivity, though it's probably hard to tell if you're an attraction or a coincidence of this all.

Either way – time to pick a mask. They're nothing special: they go over the head, but no one was ordered to put one on. They show various monsters – generic and otherwise – and it looks like they were purchased in bulk.

◉ Though entirely capable of independent action and thought, new characters will find themselves completely, unquestioningly compliant to any verbal statement which could be taken as a command or request.

> 10 DAYS OF HALLOWEEN: OPENING CEREMONY

The message from El comes the same as usual: insistent, not waiting for any active attempt to open it. Scrolling within your vision as if being written while you're reading it.

Here we go again. You know the drill by now. Our new batch has been thrown into the middle of a Halloween party. They should have masks on which doesn't make them much easier to find, but I trust you guys can figure this out. You know the signs to look for by now. So… Happy Halloween. 🎃

Having ten actual days dedicated to Halloween may seem like a bit much, but New Amsterdam takes the festivities seriously. Thanks to being a melting pot of two millenia's worth of cultures, they try to touch on every aspect of it. The launch party is a two-day event set in the cultural district. Thanks to the lack of ground traffic, the city easily rolls in what acts as a mini-carnival. The ground throughout the carnival is lit with candle-filled pumpkins, providing a warmth of inviting light as the nights grow cooler. While the carnival shuts down during the working day, it opens again in the evening, allowing working parents to bring their children before the hours come to a close. During this time, children run around with their friends in costumes to ask for candy or food from nearby businesses or carnival booths. Sometimes these children have to perform a task before they get what they've asked for – either through playing a game or answering a trivia question – but they're never turned away empty handed.

The first two days are largely billed as a time for people to come together and have a good time, but Halloween is also known for offering opportunities to local artists to get their work recognized. Whether digital or otherwise, artists are asked to commit to a theme and produce art on the first day of the event that's viewed throughout the next nine days. Part of the tradition is the crunch of trying to produce a work of art with limited notice and time. If they aren't done before the first two days are over, they won't be able to get free advertisement for their work. When the event is over, all of the art will go up for auction, and the artists will receive 75% of whatever is offered for their work. This year's theme is "Remembrance and Renewal" – and most themes from past years are just as open for interpretation.

As it gets deeper into the evening and children have returned home, the festivities turn toward being more adult. While barred from selling alcohol until 9 PM, the various carnival booths change their tune after that point, offering a wide array of alcohol – including their own takes on moonshine. The first night even features a competition over who's brought the best, and everyone's invited to try a sample and put in a vote – for free. A rather savvy individual would likely be able to find themselves well in their cups just off of these samples, as the moonshine contest is the way for the adults to get a treat of their own. For these evening festivities, everyone is allowed to wear a more risque costume, and sex workers come over from the neighboring Red Light District in order to advertise some of their more unique services for the evenings ahead. Every brothel will have a unique theme of its own to mark how special the event is, and their services will match.

Otherwise, the first two days of Halloween are known for allowing kids to have fun and for adults to be anonymous for a little while. Anyone who holds down a day job will still be expected to turn into work, but there's a tacit understanding that most people will be under the weather during this time.

◉ The carnival will have a wide array of rides that are set up rather quickly. There's a ferris wheel with seats that will rotate around a large machine like an atom, but with many different "branches" to allow a great deal of people to go on at once. Everyone gets on at the same time, and the seats "float." Each person can pay for how long their ride is in increments, and extend that time if they so choose. For the after dark people, there is a definite badge of honor in having a good time in a ferris wheel without getting caught with your pants down. Other rides include the Wicked Force – which rapidly takes people up 500 ft into the air and then drops them – as well as carousels that allow someone to customize their mount for an additional amount of money. Want a lewd mount? That's fine … after the kids have gone home to play, and some people like to show off whatever they thought up on Cooltalk.

◉ As always, there are a large number of food options available thanks to the local food trucks coming out to sell their food. Taco trucks are the most popular around this time, and that's most of what will be offered. Many trucks will have some homemade candy that they offer for free with each meal – with the option to get more.

◉ Throughout the city, there will be controlled bonfire pits that are lit every night at 8 PM, though they won't be present in the less cared for parts of New Amsterdam. Ahead of the event starting, there will be a website to let people know where these pits are going up so they can set up meeting places with their friends – or even reserve a pit for a private group. Reservations around the more popular areas cost more than ones that are nearing the "disreputable" sections – though "disreputable" is shorthand for rundown buildings in need of repair more than any crime.

◉ There are, of course, costume contests! While many local bars – dive and otherwise – will have smaller affairs, there is a large contest held on these first two nights. Because of the wide array of people and costumes available, someone has to enter their costume according to a certain theme. Some of the themes are: vampires, ghosts, zombies, pop culture (animation), pop culture (action movies), pop culture (celebrities), political figures, historical figures – and more! In the five days that follow, people will be able to go online and vote for their favorite costume. Whoever accumulates the most votes gets a meal of their choice at a number of participating restaurants – HAPPYHAPPYJOYJOY, SOL, Monde Pizza, Sweetwaffel and more – as well as 200 credits added to their funds.

◉ There will be dealers around the carnival trying to get someone to buy something to "heighten" their experience. While the "monster drug" is out in the city, it won't be available here. Halloween is thought of as a neutral ground for the city, and even the gangs recognize that. Most drugs will be hallucinatory in nature, providing effects similar to shrooms. Of course, any drugs are still illegal, and people will want to be careful not to get caught – or buy from the wrong person.

◉ Anyone who chooses to take part in the more illicit and sexual activities will be advised to go home to finish out their nights. Being handsy is fine, but getting caught on the ferris wheel? Well, the goal is to not get caught. Public acts are still illegal, though most people just spend a night in jail thinking about what they did. It's treated as more embarrassing than anything, but sometimes people let things get away from them. Many of the brothels will offer rooms to couples for the evening, complete with toys and supplies to practice safe sex. Even if they aren't spending their night with a sex worker, the themed goods are still there to enjoy.

> 10 DAYS OF HALLOWEEN: THE NEXT EIGHT DAYS

After the rowdier events pass, Halloween splits into two main categories: corporate popups and remembrance. Halloween parties continue to be thrown at restaurants and bars, allowing people to enjoy a more low key version of what was previously available. Many of the bars have karaoke contests and themed parties, and many retail stores maintain a Halloween section until November first. If anyone's been invited to a party last minute – or they need a series of costumes to be extra about the whole occasion – they can hit these stores when needed.

◉ Pulsar's hover car-focused subsidiary, Bakker, advertises their 2512 line of cars by having hover hay rides around the city. Their trucks can hold up to six. Anyone hoping to go on a hover truck hay ride around the city to take in the sights and bonfires in the evening can call one on New Amsterdam's special Halloween app! These rides don't only show the city: they give a glimpse at the large amount of forestation just over the wall, allowing people to see that the Earth is gradually improving.

◉ There are, of course, haunted houses set up around the city! Haunted houses come in two varieties: virtual reality and 4D. Vyonation's gaming subsidiary, Vizija, sets up the virtual reality popups around the city. Due to the high tech nature of these setups, people do have to be on site to enjoy them. They interface with someone's neural implant, and depending on the experience, they can involve puzzles, escape rooms, murder mysteries, or even dissection tables. The 4D houses are the result of a joint partnership between Poe and Polarized – which are subsidiaries of Giles Bell and Pulsar, respectively.

4D haunted houses involve a great deal of props, realistic sights and smells, as well as the potential for certain drugs that can help provide a certain physical or emotional response. Whereas Vizija's simulation comes with the reassurance that nothing is real, Poe and Polarized team up to scare someone – and try to ensure it's as real as possible. Nothing offered at either is illegal, including the drug – though people with a history of heart issues won't be allowed to use the drug at all.

These experiences are made unique for everyone going in: people are allowed to opt out of anything that might make them uncomfortable, or even add in something along the way. If someone is feeling too much anxiety thanks to the drugs, they'll find a counter-drug added to their system to negate the artificial effects rather quickly.

◉ Remember that art contest? Anyone who finished a work will find their art somewhere in the city – and that includes anyone among the Displaced. If anyone is looking for artwork that's similar to what's been featured on the shrines, there will be a few, only they will seem more inviting. Whereas they celebrated people before, they now involve hands outstretched, welcoming someone down a blue-lit path. The same imagery – triangles and overlapping circles – will still be present, especially on the hands as tattoos.

◉ Five days before the 31st, there is a tradition of everyone donating a knife from their house to make it so that "spirits" can return safely. While no one in New Amsterdam genuinely believes that they might be visited by a spirit, the odd occasions around the city recently have lent some credence to this superstition. There will be knife disposal boxes all around the city – and anyone who doesn't give up a knife, butter or otherwise, will be seen as a bit of a spoilsport.

◉ On October 29th, there will be a procession from one end of the city to the other that starts just as the sun goes down and finishes when everyone has reached the other side. As you might imagine, this is a very, very long walk, and many people slip in and out according to what they can individually manage. People walk with candles along the way, and there will be booths selling new or replacement candles for a low price. Since the procession goes along the path of a lot of bonfires, it won't ever be difficult to get them lit. The purpose of this? Everyone uniting in remembrance: of a world that's healing, to celebrate the lives lost to usher in a peaceful era, to thank everyone on the colonies for offering a humanity a new home, and any personal losses that people might have faced. Even though there are still billions of people alive, there is the sense that everyone knows that they remain on Earth on borrowed time.

◉ For the last two days, people light candles and put them in their windows, and they also leave food outside of their windows and in the front of their apartments so that "spirits" can return safely. There's an implicit understanding that most of this food will be taken by people who aren't doing as well, and much of it is nonperishable. Anyone who's down on their luck will see candles in the window and will know that they will likely find food there. Many people stock up for this occasion so that they can replace any food. Unsurprisingly, most high-end apartments with well-off people don't honor this tradition, but people in mid-to-low end apartments will almost always have something to spare in the spirit of charity.

> SAFEHOUSE

Access to the safehouse is a hatch hidden behind stacks of empty storage shelves in the back of an abandoned supermarket in an outer district of the city. The immediate area is similarly abandoned, empty stores, flanked by several blocks of dive bars and clubs which cater to more niche tastes. A place where people can come and go unseen, or, if seen, not spoken of. A dark haired woman called Gaby is ready to greet the new arrivals and get them settled in, brusque and no-nonsense – she'll be open for in depth questions later, but will advise everyone to ask the people who brought them in for the beginning bits of information.

◉ The safe house is a large open space, filled with rows of basic cots set up to sleep a large amount of people. Basic, but outfitted with everything necessary for daily life. A few doors lead to back rooms for storage, medical care and a large communal bathroom, and past the long rows of cots there is a communal kitchen, fully stocked, and an eating area. Privacy is at a minimum.

◉ New characters will be asked to pick their beds, and provided with a change of (second-hand, mismatched and somewhat threadbare) clothes and basic toiletries.

◉ Any belongings from previous safehouse occupants have been packed up – and that includes any current Displaced who just got back from a trip. If someone left something out while they were in New Tokyo, Gaby will tell them where these objects can be found. For her part, she's just trying to get everything set up for the upcoming move.

◉ Gaby will make it clear to all new arrivals that if they have any requests or queries, they should contact her or El.

◉ Once everyone that El spotted has arrived back, they'll be informed that the safehouse will be a temporary location. By the end of the month, everyone will be moving to a new location about fifteen blocks away.

◉ The drugs making new characters compliant will remain in their systems for a few hours after their arrival at the safehouse before finally beginning to fade. They will be gone entirely after a night's rest. In the meantime, they may want to be careful of what others say to them.

◉ New characters will be given rudimentary access to the network on arrival in the safehouse, but will not have their ID set up yet. They will be able to make posts and replies, but their messages will be anonymous and they do not have inboxes yet.

New characters will not be allowed to leave the safehouse until OCTOBER 25 (MAY 19). These 4 days are for them to adjust, learn about the world they've arrived in from their fellows, and for El to speak with them and work on setting up their IDs.

> FINAL OOC NOTES

Welcome to Meadowlark, newbies! You're now free to post to the network and logs comms. To reiterate, your characters will have no IDs or inboxes, nor be allowed out of the safehouse until OCTOBER 25 (MAY 19). At that point it's expected they'll have gotten a good idea of their new situation from their fellow characters, and will have discussed their background and job potentials with El in order for their false IDs to be set up.

If you have an artist character, please feel free to comment below under our QUESTIONS header to submit a description for a work of art! As long as they submitted something, you can feel free to assume they made some credits off of the whole experience!

Since there is a part of this log that involves explicit sexual activity, please remember content warnings. If your character engages in a sexual act, slap a warning on that! None of the drugs available at the event will involve aphrodisiacs or anything that will remove consent. Some of the brothels may involve play with that, but everyone entering those arrangements would need to consent from the start. We're well aware of the sensitive nature of having a Red Light District-adjacent event while characters are under the influence of compulsory drugs, so no characters will be forced or asked into any acts against their will. There will be no exceptions to this. In addition, any newcomers won't be able to skip off into a brothel because they're new, won't be able to confirm their ages, and they won't have any other identifying information. Otherwise, please be respectful and check everyone's permissions.

As a blanket reminder, all arrival logs are designed as mingle logs for the entire game.

If you have any questions or ideas about how you'd like to get your character involved in the world, please head over to the plot engagement post and drop us a comment! For questions specific to this log, there is a thread below.

Please check out our May calendar rundown for a look at things happening this month, as well as some additional notes from the mods.

As a reminder, AC for new characters accepted in May will be 10 comments across 2-4 threads, while current characters will need to provide the full AC of 20 comments across 2-4 threads. AC will be posted on June 1 at 12 AM UTC and close on June 8 at 12 AM UTC. If you do not reply to AC, you will be considered idled and dropped from the game. We will not post a warning list.

dragonwarder: (climb from the dirt)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-17 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
You do not take my meaning.

[Daenerys looks back at him, setting her food aside so that he has her full attention.]

If this world runs upon information, and that exchange of information depends on something they have implanted in our heads...

[Her look turns plaintive, as if she's searching him for some deeper response or answer to some asset of him that she hasn't yet found.]

Does it not trouble you that it may be used maliciously in the reverse?
998: (this is hard)

[personal profile] 998 2019-05-17 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[she raises a fair point. he raises his eyebrows.]

Oh, aye. We have defenses--truth be told I'm still learning how they work. We have people working on it all the time--the security. The same people who make us identification and put us in the system. And it is--you might think of your mind as the wind, and the implant as a windmill. The wind moves the mill, but the mill can't move the wind. Someone could in and move the millstone, or take the wheat--but the wind stays the same.

[he sighs.]

That's as far as I know, anyway. You might ask Fitz, he's a great builder--or Daisy, I've been told she knows much of the networks and getting inside them.

[and there's el--but jon will leave that to gaby to explain. he doesn't know el personally, but from what he has heard he doesn't see it ending well if he were to inflict them on each other.]
resleeves: (T W E N T Y O N E)

[personal profile] resleeves 2019-05-17 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Take it anyway.

[ was that too much? probably. does he care? absolutely fucking not. he's not serious anyway. he loves violence but he's not the type to go around cutting throats unless you were dimi the twin or a member of ctac.

or his father. ]


Wasn't even thinking of a haunted house but it might work. [ he shrugs. he's not really trying too hard on this whole thing. she's come up with most of the ideas on her own. ]

Kovacs. [ look at that, he doesn't even lie. ] Why the hell would you thank me?
warfares: <user name="na-i-cons"> (pic#12153757)

[personal profile] warfares 2019-05-17 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I think you'll find that the people that brought us here are no stranger to a challenge.

( he thinks of thor, of loki, and their claims of godhood. claims that he might be more than a little dubious of, honestly, if only because it's difficult to imagine that mortal men could snare a god much less two. even so, if they could manage that then it's not difficult to imagine that three dragons (grown or otherwise) and their keeper would offer little challenge to them.

and that is assuming it was simply men that brought them here and not something else, something larger. )


You were distressed. It's understandable.
saviorexe: (105)

[personal profile] saviorexe 2019-05-17 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives her the moment she needs, a steadying quiet that passes through them as if it existed in a bubble, while the rest of the world whirs past in celebration and disorder. And when she stands, so does Markus, still eying her with vague concern and the protectiveness of a leader who's found yet one more of his own.

Kara. She's right that he doesn't remember that name but not for the same reasons the other android might believe. Markus knows, from the start of his arrival, that timelines do not align -- there is no steadfast rule that dictates they should run parallel with each other. Whereas the last thing he recalls is his leap off of Stratford Tower, Connor told him that the revolution had been met with success, even if they still had a long way to go.

Meanwhile, she relays to him that they had met at Jericho. His brows pinch together, considering, and he's surprised vaguely by the flipped-around question; is he okay? When she's the one under the command of a drug, in the wrong body, and in a foreign world?]


Please try not to worry about me. I've been here long enough to have... adjusted in a lot of ways.

[Some more worrisome than others. While he remembers how jarring it had been to move from android to human, what's worse is the thought of how natural things had begun to feel with the mere passage of months. Weeks, even.]

Will you follow me, Kara? [Markus is sure to phrase his words as a question, and not a command. There's a seating area nearby, in front of a row of food trucks hocking their wares. They can sit and talk, away from the bustle of the crowd, and she needn't worry about cleaning up her mess.

Prompting her to follow, he leads the way.]
I know your main questions will revolve around what's happened to your original body. I wish I could tell you. Mine's organic, too, since day one. No one knows how they did this to us, or why, beyond the sorrowful history of AI in this world.
saviorexe: (122)

[personal profile] saviorexe 2019-05-17 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[The military found us. A heavy stone presses down in his gut, even if this news is nothing revelatory. Connor had told him of the raid against Jericho, as both a warning and a way to ease his guilt; and Markus still hates the idea of so many of their own lost, a storm of violence that ended up with the destruction of that old freighter.

The bob of his throat indicates a swallow, a tell of discomfort impossible to ignore. It’s a very human quirk, learned during the months he’s spent as an organic life rather than a synthetic one. Traits picked up here and there, maybe the contrast is seen more easily now that he sits next to North, even if he his demeanor is still defined by an inherent calmness, purposeful movements and stillness that only an android heritage can belie.

The glow of lantern light casts strange shadows across both of their features. With his countenance painted to mimic actual art, it shapes the planes of Markus’ face even more poignantly.]


…November 8th. Stratford was the last thing I remember; we had leapt off the top of that tower and landed safely, making our way back to Jericho.

[His processes registering the temperature of the world whipping past, the snow catching against faux skin. The sound of the parachute protesting against carried wind, the expanse of Detroit awaiting their return. A memory that will forever be etched into his mind, even more so because it was the severing point between his world and this one.]

But soon after that, I woke up in this place, in a crowded van like I assume you were. It was summer when I arrived. [He allows that to settle a moment, realizing each statement might be too big to sink in as easily as it’s spoken.] When you get a chance to speak to the others, you’ll learn that there are many... realities. Worlds, you could say. And time isn’t concrete anymore. It’s just as varied.
motivation: (d006)

[personal profile] motivation 2019-05-17 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Glad you noticed.

[ he's shameless about watching - and dutch is shameless in her confidence, both when it comes to the tone of her voice and to her movements. he holds the door open for her and dutch brushes past him, one of her hand sliding against his side briefly as she does. ]

Bossy.

[ but she sits. ]
resleeves: (S I X T Y)

[personal profile] resleeves 2019-05-17 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Pretty sure you're exactly the same way.

[ bossy, he means. he takes a seat next to her and then motions the bartender over. he's been here a few times with this same guy so he leans over, has a quiet conversation with him,
that ends with the bartender nodding and reaching for something top shelf, hidden behind a locked glass container. ]


See?

[ he doesn't tell her what he's said to get this particular treat and he probably won't either. secrets were healthy. the bartender puts down a bottle of scotch, expensive and aged, and then leaves them to it. ]

You first.
verselet: (56)

[personal profile] verselet 2019-05-17 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[The amusement sticks at that statement, then. Applying some manner of compliment to his haggard self, as if his stumbling out into the street is worthy of it.]

No. No shame in that.

[Even if his body possesses a strange sluggishness, that rest is really the last thing he should be doing if he can instead figure out just what's happened to him.

But maybe it's a blessing, being found by this stranger. Maybe there are questions that can be answered. V extends a hand to place some of his weight against the other's shoulder, then moves towards the bench.]


You might find that I'm even more stubborn after a short respite, though.
batricide: (000036)

[personal profile] batricide 2019-05-17 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Seen what yet?

[ that costume. he already hates that costume. he hates being in here, he hates interacting with this, he hates that he did this because people begged him to and he hates all of this so much. ]
adsero: (112)

[personal profile] adsero 2019-05-17 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry. [And if anyone can sound truly empathetic to someone else's loss, it's Abel. He does look pained to imagine places with beautiful names like 'Cloud Recesses' and the Lotus Pier Xuanyu mentioned before, burning. Even the revelation that other sects refused to aid the others rings true, and Abel is reminded of his father, furious that Abel was off to die for 'lowlife colonists'. Earth and Mars, each one turned in on itself, and the Fighter and Navigator fleet should have illustrated how wrong that was. He and Cain were talented but together they were, simply put, the best.]

I suppose the one constant, across time and place, is loss. And fortunately we're in a place where people respect and honor that instead of climbing over the dead to reach for the next rung on the ladder. [Abel contemplates his candle again, turning his attention away from where he came from for a moment.] Xuanyu I've been trying to figure out how we all managed to get here, and for what purpose. Have you ever had a feeling that in order for something bigger to happen, something smaller and personally difficult has to happen to you?
verflair: (002)

[personal profile] verflair 2019-05-17 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If X’rhun notices the staring – and he most assuredly does – he doesn’t remark on it. He’s become accustomed to it by now, being one of the very, very few of the Displaced who is so obviously something other than human.

He steps fully into the kitchen, allowing the door to swing shut behind him. That good-humored grin remains on his face. He’s certain there are some people who would be annoyed by the constant flickering of light, but X’rhun understands quite well where this young man is coming from. ]


Oh, you’ve not seen the half of it. The technology in this world is unlike anything even the sharpest of minds in mine own world could dream up.
adsero: (078)

[personal profile] adsero 2019-05-17 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
There you go, just over here. [Abel bends a little so the man can get his arm over his shoulders-- he doesn't have far to duck, at least-- and wraps his own around the man's middle. Probably for the best that they didn't go with the hands, Abel doesn't imagine an empathy link this early on would be a positive experience.]

[He moves slowly, letting the man dictate the pace of their progress.]


Oh don't worry, you aren't the first stubborn person I've had to coax into taking a breath. [Abel chuckles, thinking back on all of the times Cain came back to their room injured, the times he smoked in the room and Abel had to nag him (every time) to turn up the vents, the time Cain wanted to punch Phobos (and honestly Abel wanted to let him but circumstances dictated the surrender)...]

Plus I've been where you are now... in a way. [Different circumstances, but he can at least relate to the majority of it.] Everybody processes something like this differently, so if you want to be stubborn, that's fine. It wouldn't be fair of me to take it personally.
verflair: (152)

[personal profile] verflair 2019-05-17 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I’m fine. Nothing a “washing machine” cannot fix.

[ There’s a bit of a pause before “washing machine”, as if he finds the concept a bit strange – and he does, but he’s getting used to the modern amenities offered by this world.

That she just outright admits her fear to him, a complete stranger, surprises him to say the very least. Of course, he doesn’t know if she is the person to easily give voice to her emotions or not, but based on the way she frowns, he would guess not. ]


I understand. ‘Twas not long ago that I myself was much like you. Fresh of a strange vehicle, in strange clothes, and thrust into a strange situation I knew nothing about. There are a lot of us like you, in fact, and we’re here to help.

Would you like to get away from the crowd for a bit?
verselet: (52)

[personal profile] verselet 2019-05-17 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Appreciated.

[Dryly, without any real sound to the syllables that would shape it as appreciation... but there is some sincerity to it. Information is information, which means that he has more in his possessions than before; it's all a matter of adjusting to it, learning what's worth parsing and what cautions are worth throwing out the window.

He walks forward again as if having nothing to say on the matter, before briefly-]


You have a name?

[For potential reference later.]
verselet: (43)

[personal profile] verselet 2019-05-17 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[It’s all good rationale, and the compliment settles well on V’s shoulders, something like that never going awry in his mind. But he is ever cautious, because words are only words, and actions are a far better yardstick in which to measure intent. He hasn’t much to bank on, other than the easy nature in which this man seems to possess, even if V’s stubbornness might set him exasperated.]

And though I’m not one to call strangers complete liars, the timing is very convenient. Even you have to admit to that much. Don't blame a man for suspicion.

[Swooping in to save him, offering a spiel that might win the trust of those less leery than V. But he’s a man who needs time to mull over this and to think, and preferably not in the midst of a passing crowd.

That, and he still feels nauseous.]


Why not win my trust in some other manner? Show me around… let me get a feel for this strange place.
vns: (Douze)

[personal profile] vns 2019-05-17 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ there is a chuckle low in her throat. Gaby wishes that it wasn't as darkly humorous as it is. it might come down to it that anyone who joins up with Morningstar has to keep the Displaced from harming others now that they realize the powers they have.

but fuck – Gaby would hate to have to point out that particular writing on the wall. ]


I'm just glad you guys didn't cancel Halloween with whatever you were doing while you were asleep. Then I'd be pissed.

[ a better response to the rhetorical question? perhaps. ]
reneger: (then why aren't we laughing?)

[personal profile] reneger 2019-05-17 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
I never asked for that. ( but it's said with a grin, fists both raised up as he takes more of a boxer's stance. keeps light on his feet despite all the heft to him and when kovacs swings--he moves both hands close to his face. still takes the hit to his forearm, but keeps it from getting through to his nose.

laughs again, because this shit is fun. )


Harder. I know you can.
vns: (Douze)

[personal profile] vns 2019-05-17 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Gaby doesn't correct him on the notion that she'd carry it anywhere else. it'd be a waste of time. ]

They are illegal. Just so you don't get any ideas in your head.

[ an important note.

and then she adds: ]


No. Why would a little stir up online between you guys ask for an entire move? Unless you think we're in the business of kicking people out.

[ Gaby isn't. ]
vns: (Quinze)

no worries!

[personal profile] vns 2019-05-17 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ her head cants to the side left and right, as if she's trying to figure out how to define it. ]

Morningstar owns the properties. Officially speaking.

[ the lines are blurry. ]

I don't, though. We're handing a lot of control over, but not all the control. We have measures in place, since a whole lot of you like to up and vanish.
vns: (Trois)

[personal profile] vns 2019-05-17 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
That good, huh? Don't worry. I won't tell anyone if you don't.

[ given the nature of medical care in New Amsterdam, germs are the least of her worries. ]

Planeet brewed it, though they've been known to go fully tacky on some of their names. I wouldn't be dumb enough to serve you their cyborg-inspired beer –

[ she's sensitive enough to know that would piss Markus right off. ]

– but that's something they brewed up for Oktoberfest not too long ago. Fortunately? It's a temporary run. Not too many people liked it.

[ because of the memories it brought up, really. not because people suddenly gave a shit about androids or questioned their outright removal in the world. because nope, they sure as hell didn't. ]
cyberlife: my mission is to protect you. (pic#12350010)

bursts into tears, that's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for him

[personal profile] cyberlife 2019-05-17 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
(sad, that connor needs the little girl on kara's arm to be able to recognize her, offering a quiet smile that tugs at one corner of his mouth. lopsided, sincere. it helped to crouch last time he spoke to someone disillusioned and fearful — he does so again, taking a knee before her with a motion towards the toothpaste.)

It is, though it's been a few months now. My first experience wasn't as exciting... I think I had an MRE. (meal, ready-to-eat. not the tastiest thing in the world to start him off, but it'd been better than vomit and streaked blood he got on his face.

not a subject even remotely appropriate for a first meeting, trying to make her feel as safe as possible.
)

I'm Connor. An RK800.
998: (let's go)

[personal profile] 998 2019-05-17 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[jon offers his arm again.]

You'll attract attention, going about with no identification. And your manner of dress doesn't help.

[he looks around for a costume booth, keeping an eye out for anything that might work as a cane. naively he'd thought he might find it more comfortable to sit in the safehouse until a proper cane or crutch could be procured.]

The city is called New Amsterdam. Our people put a lot of work into finding new arrivals.

[he's not sure how it works. algorithms?? drones?? probably a combination. he lifts his other arm, gesturing vaguely at their surroundings.]

This is the carnival. There should be food and drink around. I can get you some...

[he looks up the direction of the food carts.]

If you'll come with me. It'll be tough keeping cityfolk from taking notice of you, but you shouldn't be left alone with the drugs in your system.
blyat: (★ it's under my skin)

[personal profile] blyat 2019-05-17 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, no shit. Guess it's bad for your health.

[Cain's smirk is razor sharp, communicating how little he feels about that argument. He's never thought he'd live long enough as it is.]

Plus, no paper. This thing isn't the same but it gets the job done. Still kinda miss the feel of an actual cigarette, know what I mean?

[Something about it perched between his fingers, thin and light, through the routine of striking a lighter. Familiar and nostalgic.]

Press the little button on the front till it lights up, inhale, let it go when you're done.
resleeves: (F I F T E E N)

[personal profile] resleeves 2019-05-17 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it should make him angry but it doesn't. not yet, at least. he doesn't feel like he's being toyed with but he's not going to let jason just sit there and taunt him either. if he wants to play, they'll play.

quickly, he reaches out and grabs one of those arms, using it as a way to pull himself forward and add extra momentum to the blow that's going right for jason's face. if it hits his hand, so be it, it's going to be powerful enough to smash his hand back into his face.

so really, jason would just be hitting himself. ]