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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.

forcevisions: (i just got too lonely)

[personal profile] forcevisions 2019-06-03 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Rey's eyes get big, thinking about that. The cold nights on Jakku had offered her a beautiful blanket of stars too, but she hadn't thought to pair that alongside things like high population areas. Certainly not a city. It sounds beautiful, idyllic. The kind of place that she would want to live. ]

No one can draw weapons in New Amsterdam. Well, no one but the UNA.

[ Who seem to do too much of it, as far as Rey is concerned. ]

But I think the planet's been harmed by building all the cities. As far as I know, outside of them, there's not much nature left.
selfimage: — ɢᴀʀʙᴇᴛᴛ — (« Holy holy.)

[personal profile] selfimage 2019-06-03 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
My brother and I have kept our Asgardian physiology, but it lacks its depth without a link to the World Tree. The Odinforce has been severed, and something seems to be keeping us from reaching it. My sorcery is stinted, blocked completely—even the nuances of reality are lost to me.

[ there's a pause, and then she puffs out a sign of resignation. it becomes a matter of who and what she is, and parts of her identity that have picked away and taken from her. ]

The dance of sound and light, my perceptions are dulled to any possibility that it may present. Perhaps that's the worst of it. I feel as if the lights have been dimmed, and I'm fumbling through blurry outlines of what I formally had seen.

[ she really does not like that feeling, and she wonders how the mortals stand among this level of not-knowing. whenever she thinks about it, the knowledge hits her in the face again, and the realization makes the loss of her perceptions new again. ]
ofmyth: (you'd better stop)

[personal profile] ofmyth 2019-06-03 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Aye. Everyone knew you to be Loki the liar. The trickster. Jealous of his brother, jealous of all the Asgardian gods; willing to do anything to see them burn, even if it meant burning himself and the whole world. [ The smile is less fond now.

He opens his mouth to keep speaking and pauses. Despite how close he's become with his brother, it's still habit to hesitate. Loki had always been perceptive enough to find his weaknesses without any help.

But surely he trusts his brother enough for this.]


Unlike Thor, the warrior. Champion of two realms. Bravest and strongest of all Asgard. Drinks and parties and remains loyal to his friends. And above all- fearlessly selfless. There's no danger or threat which will set him to cowering. [ These are things everyone knows.

He looks up.]
And yet every time I call to Mjolnir I fear that this is the time I will not be worthy of her. Even here, without her. Does she not answer because she does not exist in this universe, or because I cannot call her? I do not know.

[ At last he looks up again and shrugs. He isn't the story-teller ready with the moral of the story. But even for him, there was complexity there. Difficulty. ]
hadtolose: (With the daisies)

[personal profile] hadtolose 2019-06-03 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Like I said. There are others like me.

[ Evasive though she may be, she can't stop her eyes from widening for a split second at his revelation. The whole "multiple worlds" thing is still hard to wrap her head around, but there's no way she won't react to hearing about other AI.

Her expression shifts, darkening somewhat. Another reaction she can't stop? The feeling that someone dislikes the idea of of intelligent robots. In other words, she's doing a lot to make herself way more obvious. ]


How do you feel about them? These...omnics.
personalwar: face; <user name="zznih" site="tumblr.com"> (i've got a long memory)

[personal profile] personalwar 2019-06-03 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ When she says there's others like her, does she mean back home or here? It's hard to tell, and 76 can already see that it's going to be hard to get anything other than vague responses out of her. He's filling in the blanks as best he can, but he's going to have to explain his own situation to get anywhere in this conversation.

Since the cots around them are mainly empty or occupied by people who are fast asleep, he really has no reason to hold back. Everything he's about to explain is common knowledge where he's from. More than that, it's part of the fabric of his world, something that dogs everyone who lives in it.

Instead of looking at her, he stares straight ahead at the opposite wall as he speaks. ]


That's a loaded question. Some thirty years ago, there was an omnic uprising. God programs took control of omnics and turned them into killing machines, and they kept producing more. But the omniums were destroyed, and now omnics are their own beings, trying to integrate into a society that doesn't always know how to feel about them.

[ Did he answer how he specifically felt about them? Not exactly, but the fact that he didn't say anything disparaging about them is probably a clue. ]
selfimage: — ʙɪᴀɴᴄʜɪ — (« Little wonder.)

[personal profile] selfimage 2019-06-03 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
No.

[ her smile says she's just teasing as she brings the drink to her dark lips. ]

But it was a good joke.

[ which meant that this wasn't her first time around inter-dimensional bend. this sort of traveling came with the whole deity thing. right now she was stuck, but she really wasn't rushing to get back to Asgard. ]

Did you believe it?
hadtolose: (Out of the black)

[personal profile] hadtolose 2019-06-03 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, um. Thank you!

[ The words are sincere, but a little sadness pulls at her smile. She'd dreamt of a moment like this for ages, wanted so badly to be able to provide everything a good mother could for her daughter. It's probably what had made her drop a meal in front of a stranger so impulsively. She couldn't feed an android child, but she could feed a human.

Now guilt tugs her smile away. All the delusions she'd yearned for had nearly turned her into a monster.

For lack of anything else to do to distract her, she finally lifts her fork and moves to eat. She hesitates, though, her heart suddenly thumping at the action. Such a mundane thing was truly a momentous occasion: she'd never eaten her own food.

Cautiously, she twirls up a single noodle and puts it into her mouth. Her eyes go wide. And she'd thought the toothpaste was intense!

Kara chokes down the noodle whole, having been too in shock to chew. Humans did this multiple times a day?! ]


This is good??
strove: (actually - dinos returning would be cool)

[personal profile] strove 2019-06-03 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I mean—the earlier blood tests I sent in, they were largely for the sake of finding out what was in them. What variances we found involved specific questions, but the lab tests still weren't about finding differences. What if we do seek those out, and make a point of it? Whatever's inside of us is probably not ... [Hmm, what's the word for it?] ... grounded entirely in science, but it makes sense that there would be some biological changes.

Honestly, I'm a little embarrassed I didn't think of it sooner.
strove: (there goes the sun dododododooooo)

[personal profile] strove 2019-06-03 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
I got tired of watching. [Besides, Gen is her friend, and they should go do something friendly. She seems intent through the bond, the blue of her dress seem to work with the bond, making it seem natural and intentional.

Thanks Halloween.]


Do you have moonshine back home? In your surprisingly fancy courts.
kleptocratic: (νδʹ)

[personal profile] kleptocratic 2019-06-03 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Eugenides has met Loki. Loki is strange. ]

I'm not Eugendies the theologian, you know. [ Or Eugenides, the god of thieves, who had been given every gift of man but alone amongst the gods had to steal his divinity. ] I'm Eugenides who enjoys pancakes.

[ He presses his lips to a thin line. Still, he would continue. ]

The gods ever are and I am not.

[ Eugenides shudders, not meaning to conjure a memory. He'd stolen immortality once himself, and it had given him nightmares. It had hurt him worse than any pain he'd ever felt, and it was a pain that did not scar. ]
theseuschip: (48)

[personal profile] theseuschip 2019-06-03 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Why the costume, then?

[ Obviously, it’s the person who’s wearing a costume, on Halloween, who’s the weird one here. ]

Last minute?
strove: (ok I unsure at myself a lot too)

[personal profile] strove 2019-06-03 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately—though Clarke is likely to realize the truth of it later, once she talks to Markus—she has no way of knowing this has anything to do with a rebellion. With quelling anything. Part of that is because Clarke came from a barren and dying world. Her perspective is, at times, limited—so she assumes it's a more general notion. A more general belief.

She is steady because of it, or in spite of it. Maybe both. Her emotions are a constant. Focus. Move them forward. Be safer. Any emotions that can be encompassed by those feelings, like the weight of responsibility that drives Clarke.]


You're in the tenth group. [Ninth, maybe. Ninth group. The first was an aberration. It was nothing like this.] We're going on five months. The first time—[the time that makes it ten]—there were around thirty of us. We've had a lot less since then.

But ... they don't come back for us. They let us go, and we can live our lives once they do. [Clarke does what she can to make her words sound reassuring, emuing them with that sentiment.]
strove: (or I really dig Jurassic Park)

[personal profile] strove 2019-06-03 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
What? No, it wasn't like that. [But it does occur to her that she may need to handle the political wording of this situation better. Clarke only clues in thanks to Dany's response. She becomes more rigid, pulling her shoulders back ever so slightly. Clarke isn't as short as Dany, but she has experience with trying to pull herself up as if she's taller. She doesn't have a knack for it that some do—that Lexa did, who she's aware she needs to mention now.]

He knew someone close to me who reminded him of them. What he'd read. It sounded like a compliment. Maybe it wasn't. [She looks a bit rueful here, smiling ever so briefly, but it fades.] But I took it for one. She meant everything to me, and I could tell that he could see that.
strove: (is clarke griffin the HERO OF TIME?)

[personal profile] strove 2019-06-03 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
No. [Clarke cants her head to the side, considering.] Well, yes, but it was a nickname back home. Less associated with fairy tales and more derisive. [Despite that, she seems fond.] It stuck.

Besides, it's likely better than ... [She sizes him up.] "Aren't you a little warm in that hoodie?"-Man.
hadtolose: (It's coming in softly)

[personal profile] hadtolose 2019-06-03 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ A chill washes over her. The similarities are striking. Things hadn't happened quite the same in Detroit, no, but there was definitely that common thread of an uprising. There probably wouldn't be any attempts at androids integrating with society, however, considering how her kind had won their freedom. It unfortunately seemed like violence was a commonality in other places, too.

Kara squirms a bit, wrapping her arms around herself. It's not easy to parse his feelings on the matter, but she was being pretty tight-lipped herself. ]


They probably just want to live like everyone else. [ And again, she sounds defensive: ] There's nothing wrong with that.
inherited: (like me - i'm still pretty)

no worries, my fakeku friend.

[personal profile] inherited 2019-06-03 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
I'll try to keep it all to my own shoes. [Feeling seasickness isn't something that Riku's really felt in his life. Vertigo? Sure—whenever he passed out in the Dreaming World, there was always a little bit of it that hit him, taking him down until he came back to it. But it felt different. Like something he couldn't control. Will it be the same here? Only time will tell.]

We'll be okay in there. Maybe we'll feel weak, but when we don't get sick and come out the other side, we'll know that we aren't. [Dawn had never asked for any reassurance, but he gives it anyway as they head inside.

The interior is strange, like they're walking into another world. The visuals tilt and rock, shifting ever so slightly, right before there is a weird, liquid sound in the distance. Due to the nature of the lighting and how the surroundings interact with his neural implant, he can't make out what it is. From where he stands, it looks dark. Thick.]


—That what I think it is?
inherited: (S M I L E)

[personal profile] inherited 2019-06-03 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, sounds good. Plus—there are parks all over. I wouldn't mind stopping at one to take a break, and you can take yourself a nap. [Even dressed in his Halloween garb. It would be like the old days on the Islands, with Riku staring off in the distance and Sora feeling relaxed with his friends enough to doze off.

He misses that. He knows it's unlikely that they'll have it again, at least like that.]


I know I have ideas for you and where you can work, but do you have any for me?
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[personal profile] hadtolose 2019-06-03 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Tenth...

[ Kara abruptly tugs her hand away, needing a moment with her own mind. Trying to control a volatile human brain was quite the task. No amount of reassurance was going to help with that, especially when it all read as lies to her. ]

Who's doing it? Is it the army again?

[ She's trembling, another uncomfortable and uncontrollable thing to be disturbed at. She hadn't been built to do things like that. ]

Are they targeting Detroit?

[ The more information she had, then...maybe it'd be easier to streamline her search for her daughter. ]
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[personal profile] theseuschip 2019-06-03 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ he looks down at himself when she mentions it, but you know what, ‘fourteen-year-old at the mall, except it’s 100 degrees’ is better than ‘going as a guy with 1 1/2 arms this year’. ]

Yeah, I am. What kind of October is this?
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[personal profile] kleptocratic 2019-06-03 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
You mean, alcohol of dubious provenance and uncertain potency? No, not in the courts. In the courts we know where it comes from so we know it is strong. [ Unwatered wine is a royal prerogative. ]

This will have to do, though. [ And he's obviously been drinking it, especially through the bond, so it's hard not to take him at his word. He looks at Clarke, considering something. ] Have you ever had good wine?
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[personal profile] warfares 2019-06-03 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
( the violence of her response is so unexpected that he immediately reaches for the glass of water he has resting at his elbow, shoving it at her, the intention clear. because obviously it had been too hot for her ㅡ not that he'd considered it especially hot, himself.

though when your tolerance was shaped around kashyyykian cuisine it's possible that your perception was a little eschewed. )


Here. Slowly.
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[personal profile] warfares 2019-06-03 11:19 am (UTC)(link)
Protein concentrates and gluten, mostly.

( a pause, clarifying: ) Vegetables. Certain kinds of grain. Insects.

( he watches dany's face as he explains. curious to see what, if any, reaction she might have to this news. most tend not to take it well but thus far she seems to be doing an impressive job of reining in the worst of her panic. perhaps she'll surprise him. )

If you have a particular preference, however ㅡ ( well, perhaps they'll be lucky enough to find something close enough to familiar. )
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[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-06-03 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Hard to believe in words or concepts that I do not understand, my lady.

[That manages to unearth a small smile from Daenerys. Surely she did not seem so naive as to believe the word of a stranger -- or perhaps she did. It would make it easier to blend in -- hopefully. If this encounter was anything to go by, it certainly would not be easy for her.]
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[personal profile] saviorexe 2019-06-03 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[A worried glance at her slight sway, the telltale signs of someone having trouble focusing, or the world beginning a slow spin. Markus recognizes it, and gently places a hand on her shoulder to steady Kara, his gloves making certain the empathy bond doesn’t activate. That would be the last thing she’d need right now.

They’re similar in that way, maybe without realizing it in this moment — Markus was also created to care for another, and that caring nature has superseded all confines of programming and simply became a part of his personality. Such is the case now, with how much concern he divvies out in her direction. Wondering if she might need something to drink, how hydrated their kidnappers had really kept her once she was human.]


I managed because I had others to help me. [Just like he intends to help her.] Connor did, to a certain extent, but he was dealing with the same issues as I was, too.

[Brows draw close together.]

I haven’t made a secret of who I am to the rest of the humans who’ve been brought here like us. I know it might be hard to trust them at first, after what so many androids have gone through back home, but here— [An exhale of air.] Here, they treat me like one of their own. Ever since day one.
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[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-06-03 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her reaction is muted, as most of them seem to be after that outburst she had provided him with. Eating insects certainly didn't sound great or even altogether useful in the long run. But if that was all they had...

She's been in that position before.]


No.

[She admits that fairly easily. Any preference she might have would not be available here -- she has to believe that. Nobody would eat insects otherwise.

It couldn't be worse than raw horse heart. But she notices the way he watches her for a reaction that she does not give him.]


I assure you, my lord, I do not have a soft stomach.