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INTRO LOG | WEEKEND ZERO
THE ICEBREAKER
When you're no longer dreaming, your eyes flutter open to a room within lovely temple. Even if you weren't in them when you fell asleep, you'll find yourself dressed in your usual sleepwear--or else a fluffy onesie of a specific design: a sheep or a goat, black or white. Beside you in a neat bundle are a set of your regular clothes, a single item of significance to you, and a scroll and parchment. Unroll this parchment and you'll find a what appears to be a set of rules provided to you by your hosts, wherever they may be. And finally, of course, somewhere on your person is a single golden coin.
Overall, the room could be considered tastefully plain, the centerpiece being an altar with a single dish meant for offerings. There are a few things that are hard to overlook. Stretching its way around the room, a large stone plaque displays a list that may not immediately make sense to anyone first reading, but which certainly contains tantalizing promises and information that may be good to reflect upon in the future. It doesn't seem as if its presence here is meant to be temporary, so you get the feeling that there should be plenty of time to come back and analyze it further.
Beyond this, a large doorway leads out to an expansive area free to explore. The room you woke up in leads immediately out to a peacefully burbling courtyard dotted with blank-eyed marble statues standing at attention, each the perfect vision of a hero from myth. There's something oddly familiar about them, and getting close enough you'll understand why: they match the faces of you and the others waking up around you. At the feet of each statue, an inscription reveals some telling details about their subject.
As of now, only a couple of hallways at the end of each main wing to the east and west appears to be missing doorways. For the rest of the weekend, you'll have free reign to search as you please, and find that there are plenty of places and amenities you can use to remain occupied and comfortable. Not that you're likely to go exploring this far right away to discover most of these things -- because as your head clears from your strange and compulsive sleep, you discover that you and your fellow competitors are not alone. There's one being that stands out like an obsidian stone in a pond full of clear glass.
Above you, sitting primly in a throne made of glittering marble, a masked god watches, waiting. A slender, gloved hand emerges from the robes that swaddle their figure and perches beneath their chin. It may take you a moment, but if you think of that lingering dream you'd woken from, you'll recall that this deity wasn't present in the lineup.
"Hello."
The god's voice is a feminine chirp, high and sweet, just short of a giggle.
"I'm here to answer your questions... so don't be shy. I'm sure you have plenty. Shall we get started?"
Overall, the room could be considered tastefully plain, the centerpiece being an altar with a single dish meant for offerings. There are a few things that are hard to overlook. Stretching its way around the room, a large stone plaque displays a list that may not immediately make sense to anyone first reading, but which certainly contains tantalizing promises and information that may be good to reflect upon in the future. It doesn't seem as if its presence here is meant to be temporary, so you get the feeling that there should be plenty of time to come back and analyze it further.
Beyond this, a large doorway leads out to an expansive area free to explore. The room you woke up in leads immediately out to a peacefully burbling courtyard dotted with blank-eyed marble statues standing at attention, each the perfect vision of a hero from myth. There's something oddly familiar about them, and getting close enough you'll understand why: they match the faces of you and the others waking up around you. At the feet of each statue, an inscription reveals some telling details about their subject.
As of now, only a couple of hallways at the end of each main wing to the east and west appears to be missing doorways. For the rest of the weekend, you'll have free reign to search as you please, and find that there are plenty of places and amenities you can use to remain occupied and comfortable. Not that you're likely to go exploring this far right away to discover most of these things -- because as your head clears from your strange and compulsive sleep, you discover that you and your fellow competitors are not alone. There's one being that stands out like an obsidian stone in a pond full of clear glass.
Above you, sitting primly in a throne made of glittering marble, a masked god watches, waiting. A slender, gloved hand emerges from the robes that swaddle their figure and perches beneath their chin. It may take you a moment, but if you think of that lingering dream you'd woken from, you'll recall that this deity wasn't present in the lineup.
"Hello."
The god's voice is a feminine chirp, high and sweet, just short of a giggle.
"I'm here to answer your questions... so don't be shy. I'm sure you have plenty. Shall we get started?"
OOC NOTES
Welcome to the soft intro for Plasmatio! Please feel free to make toplevels and mingle with one another for the remainder of the weekend! A new mingle with more available locations and information will be available on Monday that will signify the game's official IC start for the characters playing within it. For now, an NPC is available below to tag with any questions your character has, and your mods are also always available to contact with any other questions you have OOC.
Wondering where your patron gods are and how to contact them? Well, that might be a good question to start with if you aren't sure what to have your character ask. Surely, they aren't completely unreachable for the whole weekend.
Wondering where your patron gods are and how to contact them? Well, that might be a good question to start with if you aren't sure what to have your character ask. Surely, they aren't completely unreachable for the whole weekend.
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have mercy on me, sib, i'm exhausted and i don't want to rp anymore. i'm done.
drawing from the managerial experience mentioned on the plaque underneath his statue, he goes into full customer service mode as he serves mizuki a very pretty drink. dipping into a bow, his usual rough manner of speech vanishes, replaced by refined and respectful professionalism.
also i got the cocktail from a site called fancy as fuck so you know it's legit. ]
Please enjoy the 56 Special.
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Mizuki stares at him for a solid few seconds once the performance(?) is over and a drink's being given to them. Then, with a defeated sigh, they reach over the bar and slide that "VIP" drink that they'd just made earlier so it sits in front of Majima. ]
Cheater.
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How was that cheatin'? Ya literally asked me to show off, and I ain't the kinda guy who half-asses things!
[ he takes the drink mizuki offered him and holds it up to toast. are they a good sport!! ]
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[ they sigh, defeated, but there's a smile on their face, and they clink their glass against his. ]
You thoroughly showed me up. Not very gentlemanly at all.
[ taking a sip! ]
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[ clinky, pinky out ]
Now that I've made myself sound like a total jackass, who am I sharin' a drink with?
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Mizuki Ioti. It's an honor to meet you, Lord of the Night-san.
[ amused... ]
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[ he tilts his head just the slightest. interesting name, but use of honorifics... ]
Ya Japanese, Ioti-han?
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Is it not obvious? Mm, I am. I've lived there my whole life. Unlike you, I'm just a humble corporate wage slave, however.
[ it's a living ]
You're from Kansai? Your accent is cute.
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Haw—cute?
[ HE'S BEEN CALLED A LOT OF THINGS BUT NEVER CUTE!!! ]
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Mm, cute. It's sort of... how do I put this? It's rustic!
[ it kind of offsets the scariness of his general appearance... ]
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Ain't really the word I'd use, but sure, if ya say so...
[ ... sippy.............. ]
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[ shrug!! ]
I'm from Tokyo.
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[ but, squints... the mystery deepens ]
Haven't been out east in a minute. Managin' a cabaret doesn't really leave ya with a lotta free time.
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they could also mention that it's probably because he looks intimidating, but they decide not to in case that would piss him off. You never know. ]
I bet. Do you run a VR club, or an old-fashioned one?
[ here comes some weird cultural exchange ]
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A what club?
[ he's trying desperately to figure out what VR could possibly stand for. it does not help that he is 1) bad at english and 2) from the 80s. ]
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You know - virtual reality? I've heard that AI girls are becoming popular lately.
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We may operate on a single posted rule—"the customer is king"—but no one lays a hand on my prized, hardworking staff.
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I see... That makes me feel better. Sometimes those clubs can attract a seedy crowd, after all. I'm glad you treat the women with respect, Majima-san.
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