meadowlarklogs | EVENT #008 AFTERMATH LOG

WHO: The Displaced!
WHERE: Lots of places—potentially? Mostly New Amsterdam as the focus.
WHEN: March 4, 2512
WHAT: Unlocking of the gates and the game's fast travel network.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Uninvited visions.

> EVENT #008 AFTERMATH LOG

The vision itself is almost instantaneous once the last of the four gates activates, hitting the Displaced no matter where they are. It doesn't matter where that individual Displaced is: if they're in New Amsterdam, at one of the gates, or sleeping, they'll see the same vision. A flash of seven colors (red, blue, black, gold, orange, red, and white) followed by an image of a nomadic people heading up a long, stone bridge that appears to be naturally occurring. At the end of the bridge is an open, lit-up triangle that acts as a gateway, inviting them inside. Then there is another flash, followed by the nomads walking through the gate and ending up in a different, new location. And then another.

Any understanding of this vision isn't immediate. The answers won't be apparent until later, when there is an innate understanding of what they've learned and what they've unlocked for themselves. The world has opened up to the Displaced, and in some ways, it's there for them to access and even take for themselves if they so choose.

After the vision ends, any of the Displaced located at the four ruins will immediately begin to glow in all blue before they fade out of view and find themselves crammed into a new location. The relocation is immediate, and if anyone checks a map via their neural implant to see where they are geolocation wise, they'll be able to tell that they're underneath New Amsterdam. For anyone who's been in the underground cave system of New Amsterdam, they may think their surroundings are familiar, if not the same. After all, this area has been locked away for a very long time.

One more thing is apparent: they've landed on another form of gate that needs to be unlocked. After the numerous trials and puzzles the Displaced have faced, what's one more?

◉ The puzzle to solve is right beneath the feet of the Displaced on a bronze-colored mechanism. At the center of the mechanism are multiple overlapping triangles, and on the outside, there are five separated triangles that sit individually.

◉ Solving the puzzle involves connecting a daisychain of Displaced and having five key focal points step on the triangles at once.

◉ Once the puzzle unlocks, there will be another understanding: that what they saw in the vision belongs to them. Any of the Displaced outside of the caves will know what it means.

◉ With that work done, it's time to explore. The underground cave system of New Amsterdam is half-inhabited by the sprawling megacity, and half-uninhabited and untouched. This part of the cave system was locked away for centuries, and just like the other ruins, there are some relics and lost items from the past. The eras vary: some are early medieval burial sites with items like brittle, forgotten swords and shields, while others are crosses and manuscripts that refer to this location as the center of the Holy Roman Empire.

◉ The manuscripts are a mix of imagery from Catholicism and the same, omnipresent geometric imagery.

◉ The way out of the cave system involves touching a hand to a handprint alongside what appears to be a door. This print will only appear to the Displaced, so they will be able to move in and away from this location largely unobserved.

> ON THE JOB FROM 9 TO 5

Now that the gates trip is done and the Displaced have new answers—if potentially unhelpful ones, depending on their perspective—it's time to return to their lives. Surprisingly, New Amsterdam has no festivals going on, as if it's time to now be hungover from a February that involved nonstop partying. The city has been cleaned up and everyone's returning to their jobs as if the city around them is not in a constant state of revelry.

◉ Ah, it's time to return to work! No one is required to lose their jobs, but it might take a bit of groveling for the Displaced to return to where they were working before. (With the exception of the Red Wings bar. Poor Mister Doctor Stephen Strange.) El will have sent along any excuses to any bosses who might need an explanation. Ze's used to this gig by now.

◉ What about those cities left behind? No one planned on abandoning those gates at that exact moment. They will remain open to the Displaced. Anyone who had a hotel room in New Oslo or even kept stuff stored at New Beijing will find that they can just teleport back via this new fast travel system.

◉ Though for anyone who's been dealing with tampered food, maybe it's time to go take a break. You know where's a good place to do it? The Displaced-run Red Wings bar. Ah, poor Mister Doctor Strange, at least the people coming in out of nowhere are all Displaced looking for proper food and a drink. It's time to mingle, share notes, and see what's what. Might as well get to seeing where there's overlap—and what to do next.

◉ Or it's time to explore! The world is finally open and available to one and all. Well, to one Displaced and all.

◉ The information on these gates and what they do won't immediately be available to El and Gaby. It's up to the Displaced if they decide to share with their NPC friends. (Of course, if it's mentioned via the Morningstar network, then they'll know!)

> FINAL OOC NOTES

This is meant primarily as a laid back, return to life log for the Displaced after their exciting trips around the world (and trips-to-be, most likely). Any questions about the aftermath should be directed to our aftermath questions thread!

Our CR meme will be posted on February 14th (Happy Valentine's Day!), and our arrival log for all newbies will be going up on February 15th.

Thanks again for making this a great event!

> NAVIGATION

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Was anything of yours worth stripping bestowed upon you here or before coming here? Here being of course, this reality we have all collectively found ourselves in.

You mean did I have some sort of ability before I came to this place?

( did being a super cool and really talented spy count? )

No.

( He does mean that, yes. )

What I had before has been taken from me. Not this excuse for an ability given to me here.

Ah.

( that makes a little more sense. )

What sort of ability did you have before?

Not just one, my friend.

( He says that as he lifts his glass, his pointer finger extending. If he's going to elaborate, he gives no indication of it. Preferring to use the silence between them to sip from his whiskey. )

Ah, one of those.

( illya doesn't ask for an elaboration. he just assumes it's something like the superheroes he's spoken to before. )

And you are having trouble adapting?

( They can get back to his trouble adapting. His bruises and one cut is probably making it how clear it is the trouble he's experiencing "adapting." )

If I may, one of what exactly?

One of those...I do not even know what to call them. A powered person, I suppose.

( he was engaged to one of those people. )

People like that do not exist where I come from.

( Ah. The way he puts it. )

People do where I. ( Obviously. ) They're are others here, then, that are - or, were powered?

Yes, there are. I believe they're just powered in different ways now.

( daisy couldn't do what she used to be able to do but she could do other things now. )

I don't know if what happened to you happened to them, though.

Best to check, I'd imagine. But, I have it on good authority that it involves only a choice few of us. ( The vampires and half vampires. And tri-vampires. )

I will check.

( he'd at least ask daisy if she'd heard anything of the sort. he knows her ability was taken at her arrival but she might be interested to hear that this place could take them while they were here too. )

Hopefully you're able to adapt without them.

We shall see, then. Shan't we? This was -- not as unpleasant as our first encounter.

( He's done. In truth, he's a bit sore and he's not used to that soreness remaining for so long. And it's not the pain he can't manage, but a sudden bout of fatigue. He'd... like to sleep. He finishes his glass and sets it down on the table between them. )

I don't believe I was given your name.

Illya Kuryakin.

( try to say that three times fast. there's no real point in giving a fake name considering he's been here long enough but he almost does because old habits die hard. )

And yours?

Niklaus Mikaelson.

( It's the Russian bent that causes him to give his own true, full given name. He so rarely goes by Niklaus here. Only his brothers referred to him as such. And he does miss them. )

( illya nods. )

Niklaus makes it sound like you are not from the United States, then?

That is a long story and one I can tell you another time. But, yes. I was not born in the United States. Here I thought my accent portrayed that.

The United States is a strange place. I did not want to make the assumption.

( never mind that he makes those assumptions all the time. shh, klaus doesn't know that. )

Really, the United States is strange. Not the vast cultures spanning the globe. Some, still primitive as the day they'd been discovered, created. Their rituals practiced. You know, we're worshipped.

Yes, the United States is strange. That does not discount the other cultures and countries but are you really going to argue that the United States is not strange?

( because it totally and completely was. )

I think everything, and everyone and for that matter anyone has the capacity to be quite strange. I believe the song goes, "People are strange."

Do you always argue just to argue?

( don't mind illya, he gets annoyed at everything. )

And I do not know that song.

Only when I disagree with the argument being presented to me.

It is not a well known song. Quite rare. Niche, you might say. Not around now.

I did not say your argument was wrong.

( he doesn't even think he'd implied it but maybe he had. illya doesn't care. )

I do not listen to a lot of music either. I always preferred reading.

( He didn't. He just disagreed to disagree. Like he'll admit it. It's really that the entirety of the human raise, every continent -- humans, really, they're all strange . That had become his point.

Ilya has a way of continuing a conversation. It's much like the Italians who just keep the conversation going, even after saying their goodbyes. )

I do prefer reading to film, always have. But, there's nothing quite like a good piece. Musically.

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