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sirenspull_logs2012-09-02 10:58 pm
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September Arrivals Log
Who: September Arrivals, Greeters, NPC recruiters & anyone else who happens to be hanging around the Tower Apartments to 'welcome' newcomers.
When: Throughout September, 2012 (Please Specify Date & Time in Thread Header)
Where: The Sector 4 Baseball Diamond, Parking Lot & Lobby of the Tower Apartments
Summary: This is your catch-all one stop log for arrival interactions! New Newcomers can also meet and mingle in the apartment lobby.
Warnings: Nausea, potential for violence, language- add on any warnings or ratings as they come up.
It feels like a whiplash, like being plucked up into the sky and sucked through a very tight dark space before being deposited rather roughly in the City. Your character will be disoriented, dizzy, slightly nauseous, and very sore upon arriving in Siren's Port It is your choice whether your character arrives during the safety of the day or the danger of night.
Until recently, no one knew why, but every new arrival from another world gets deposited in the dead center of an ill-kept baseball diamond.
Some of the fences and signboards have been replaced with information and welcoming signs, posted by Newcomers as encouragement. However, from time to time some form of degrading graffiti'd tag might appear here or there, 'Go Home!' or 'Now You're Fucked, Newmeat' 'Welcome to Sirens Port, Population: Too Many to Add One More' and 'Attention Newcomers: Please wait here till sunset sirens to receive your welcoming package! =) ')
A person is thrown from their pull somewhere within the fenced-in baseball field, either in the dirty infield or tossed rolling into the overgrown dirty outfield. A recent fire has charred the left side of the outfield, and grass is only starting to grow back.
Standing on second base and facing home plate, one will see a rotten, old and deteriorating backstop and chain link fencing, much like any little league baseball field. Broken down bleachers made of worn out green painted wood can be seen in disarray behind this, and some old trees line the wall and fencing along the right side.
To your left is a walled in Dugout with a secured door. The dugouts are made of thick concrete and set low into the earth. This one has been outfitted as a safe place to enter during the night to hide and wait out the morning. Sometimes Greeters can be found here, waiting for people to show up. The Dugout to the right has also been cemented over and secured with a heavily guarded and armored door.
The Baseball Diamond is held by the Neutral Government, allowing greeters access to the infield to retrieve new arrivals. However, the small building constructed over the right dugout is still guarded heavily by government-controlled Voids, to block public access to the Core. Those who cooperate with greeters will be treated fairly and be given helpful information, lead to the Tower Apartments and offered a month's lodging. Those who put up a fight will be met with Voids and detained by police.
Just beyond the fence, in the Tower Apartments parking lot and lobby, SERO and AGI recruiters will be passing out informational leaflets presenting company propaganda, including discounted coupon booklets and travel-sized toiletries as a "Newcomer Welcome Package".
Other then the lights around the Core dugout, there is one single electric light above home plate that remains on, even in the Darkness. There is an open walkway near the dugouts that leads into the parking lot of the Tower Apartments. The front doors of Tower One are always kept unlocked, but you had best close them again quickly if you slip inside during the night. The office of the Landlord is well marked near the lobby, and you'll receive keys there.
The second tower is abandoned, it looks like there was some kind of bombing. Asking around, you might hear about the anti-newcomer movement and an attempt to blow up both towers. Explosive charges were set up in the elevator shafts, back in January. Tower Two's weren't disabled in time, so the building is taped off, and you'll be advised not to go wandering in there- it's no doubt structurally unsound, though the first tower still stands tall and (mostly) functioning.
Though temporary housing services are funded by SERO and AGI, they are now run buy the Newcomers themselves. With heavy funding and support contacts from both companies, the building is in a state of slow remodeling.
When: Throughout September, 2012 (Please Specify Date & Time in Thread Header)
Where: The Sector 4 Baseball Diamond, Parking Lot & Lobby of the Tower Apartments
Summary: This is your catch-all one stop log for arrival interactions! New Newcomers can also meet and mingle in the apartment lobby.
Warnings: Nausea, potential for violence, language- add on any warnings or ratings as they come up.
It feels like a whiplash, like being plucked up into the sky and sucked through a very tight dark space before being deposited rather roughly in the City. Your character will be disoriented, dizzy, slightly nauseous, and very sore upon arriving in Siren's Port It is your choice whether your character arrives during the safety of the day or the danger of night.
Until recently, no one knew why, but every new arrival from another world gets deposited in the dead center of an ill-kept baseball diamond.
Some of the fences and signboards have been replaced with information and welcoming signs, posted by Newcomers as encouragement. However, from time to time some form of degrading graffiti'd tag might appear here or there, 'Go Home!' or 'Now You're Fucked, Newmeat' 'Welcome to Sirens Port, Population: Too Many to Add One More' and 'Attention Newcomers: Please wait here till sunset sirens to receive your welcoming package! =) ')
A person is thrown from their pull somewhere within the fenced-in baseball field, either in the dirty infield or tossed rolling into the overgrown dirty outfield. A recent fire has charred the left side of the outfield, and grass is only starting to grow back.
Standing on second base and facing home plate, one will see a rotten, old and deteriorating backstop and chain link fencing, much like any little league baseball field. Broken down bleachers made of worn out green painted wood can be seen in disarray behind this, and some old trees line the wall and fencing along the right side.
To your left is a walled in Dugout with a secured door. The dugouts are made of thick concrete and set low into the earth. This one has been outfitted as a safe place to enter during the night to hide and wait out the morning. Sometimes Greeters can be found here, waiting for people to show up. The Dugout to the right has also been cemented over and secured with a heavily guarded and armored door.
The Baseball Diamond is held by the Neutral Government, allowing greeters access to the infield to retrieve new arrivals. However, the small building constructed over the right dugout is still guarded heavily by government-controlled Voids, to block public access to the Core. Those who cooperate with greeters will be treated fairly and be given helpful information, lead to the Tower Apartments and offered a month's lodging. Those who put up a fight will be met with Voids and detained by police.
Just beyond the fence, in the Tower Apartments parking lot and lobby, SERO and AGI recruiters will be passing out informational leaflets presenting company propaganda, including discounted coupon booklets and travel-sized toiletries as a "Newcomer Welcome Package".
Other then the lights around the Core dugout, there is one single electric light above home plate that remains on, even in the Darkness. There is an open walkway near the dugouts that leads into the parking lot of the Tower Apartments. The front doors of Tower One are always kept unlocked, but you had best close them again quickly if you slip inside during the night. The office of the Landlord is well marked near the lobby, and you'll receive keys there.
The second tower is abandoned, it looks like there was some kind of bombing. Asking around, you might hear about the anti-newcomer movement and an attempt to blow up both towers. Explosive charges were set up in the elevator shafts, back in January. Tower Two's weren't disabled in time, so the building is taped off, and you'll be advised not to go wandering in there- it's no doubt structurally unsound, though the first tower still stands tall and (mostly) functioning.
Though temporary housing services are funded by SERO and AGI, they are now run buy the Newcomers themselves. With heavy funding and support contacts from both companies, the building is in a state of slow remodeling.
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[Frankly, she assumes if he did try anything she could kick his ass even now, but her mind barely skims that. Yosuke won't, if she is literally any judge of character.
She gets up unsteadily, but makes it to the bathroom with her glass of water. She shuts the door immediately, but then remembers she hasn't thanked him again yet, so...she opens the door topless, but with the door hiding her breasts. Still, it's pretty obvious.]
Thanks for the water.
[Then she vanishes into the sound of warm water.
She only takes a few minutes, and comes out in her boyshorts and grey t-shirt she was wearing originally, draping Yosuke's sweatshirt on the back of his couch. With her face clean, she reflects, she may even rate a ten. She has her hair up in a towel and refilled her water from the bathroom sink, so she cuddles back up on the couch and sips it.]
I think...I think you can just lay the whole thing on me now. In case it makes me throw up. I don't want to waste your food.
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Ah! Yuh. I-w-uh, welcome! You're welcome!
[Holy crap. He gets an ice cube from the freezer to suck on before he goes back to what he was doing, distractedly. When the tea is on, he ducks into his room to find a pair of clean shorts and a shirt for her, which he absently sets on the table before he starts opening cupboards, looking for food. It's always a little scarce, honestly. A couple of teenage boys live there, so there's no one who cooks. But usually there's at least a stray packet of ramen somewhere...]
[It's while he's puzzling over this that Jane returns, washed and -oops. Still in her dirty clothes. He glances a little guiltily at the ones he left on the table.]
Sure. I uh...I remember getting pretty woozy myself when Souji explained it. You-you want to hear everything?
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[Better to just deal with it in one go than be horrified in small doses. She already knew she was in deep shit no matter what, so really. He could go ahead and break her brain.]
...are those for me?
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[Not that he can think of anything off the top of his head he wouldn't give her if she happened to ask.]
Oh. Yeah. Yours looked kind of...barfy.
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[Jane shivers off the couch to go to the table and just...casually strips off her top before she pulls on the shorts and the top, then returns to the couch. She keeps her back to him, but still.]
Thank you.
[Deep breath, again.]
Okay. I'm ready. Give me the story.
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[It's only after he shakily chugs a glass of it that he attempts speech again. Unfortunately that's just when the kettle goes off, and he's forgotten about it. With a weird little squawking sound he hits the floor and covers his head with his good arm. His empty glass smashes against the leg of the table, making him jump again.]
Sorry...I uh-th-that's embarrassing.
[He gets back to his feet, still a little shaky, and turns his back. Yep, this girl will definitely think he's nuts. Great. What a totally reassuring way to show someone new they're safe here in crazy monster land. Maybe if he gets the tea ready and talks at the same time, she'll forget he did that.]
So, this is the city of Siren's Port. No one knows why, but something below the city brings people here from far away...
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Hey, hey, just--
[She doesn't know what, but he slammed to the ground like a bomb drill, and she's worried.]
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There are these companies that fight over it I guess. You'll see stuff about them everywhere. It's even in the lobby. They like to target this building because new people end up here a lot of the time.
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[Instantly anything that happened to her doesn't matter. Someone hurt this kid so he flinches and tenses, and Jane wants to keep her safe. Her priorities shift. First protecting a kid, then home. She strokes his hair, attentively.]
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[In spite of himself, Yosuke leans into Jane's touch for a few moments. But then he shakes his head, determined.]
No, you have to listen, Jane-san. It's dangerous, alright? The companies, they do hurt people. So even if they didn't hurt me you still need to be careful. And it gets worse.
[He shrugs, lifting the arm with the cast solemnly.]
There are hostile locals here, too. And-and like it wasn't bad enough anyway there are actual frealing monsters and-
[Crap. No, crap. This is definitely not the way to break this news to her. He groans, frustrated with himself. Then he looks up, and catches her eyes.]
It sounds like too much right? But it isn't. You'll be okay. I promise. People stay here for years, or even their whole lives, and they're okay. You just have to pay attention, and don't do anything stupid. Alright?
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[She is shaking even worse, in spite of a shower and clean clothes, and fucking clinging to a child but--she hears him.]
Is there more?
[She knows there must be. But her fingers stay in his hair and God, he's such a a kid, in his sweet awkwardness and all, and it sobers her up more than anything to feel protective. She doesn't know what to do except care about someone else.]
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A lot more. Sit down, okay? I'll...I can't find any tea. Damn it.
[He slams the cupboard he'd been looking in shut, angry again at himself for that. He usually just grabs a cup from the bar in the morning.]
I'm usually not this bad, I swear. I just didn't feel so good for a while, and then before I knew it people started showing up again and I didn't have any time to get ready, you know? Uh...no, you can't drink. Um. [Sigh.] You don't happen to like drinking hot water, do you?
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You're doing fine. And--I'd rather have cold. [She didn't want him to blow up a kettle or anything.] I can handle it. I'm not going to breakdown on your couch.
[Well. More.]
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Don't worry about that. When I first got here, something really scary attacked me and I spent the whole night completely losing my shit all over this guy I didn't even know. You know? And the worst part was, he knew me-or, he used to. When I was someone else...
[Wow, he's really not making this any better, is he?]
Um. I mean. It's fine, really. If you want to cry or something, I don't mind. And I promise not to tell anyone. I know it's really hard at first, is all.
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I stand by what I said about whoever said you suck at this being wrong.
So that happens, though. You...can meet people you know, though. [She hesitates.] Do the names Jesse Pinkman, Donald Margolis, or Carol McMillan mean anything to you?
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Put those on. I'll call a cab, so you won't have to walk this time.
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[Jane holds the proffered clothes, but just stares at him instead of pulling them on.]
What did I say? Look--don't kick me out?
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[He shrugs into a sweatshirt of his own, and grabs his wallet and keys. He glances up long enough to give her a reassuring grin, even if it is a bit forced. Yeah, it figures.]
But Pinkman's going to want to see you, right?
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[Jane breathes in, deep and startled--then dresses with all haste, lacing the shoes tightly enough they'll be hard to get off later. It doesn't matter right now; she almost stands, but realizes he still has to call a cab.]
Oh my God. He's here. Is he okay?
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[Yosuke sees Jane's haste, and that cements things. He dials his NV. Yeah, they'll definitely need that cab.]
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[Because something isn't right. Yosuke is taking this all wrong. Either Jesse is in one piece but with something else wrong, or there's something between him and Yosuke.]
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[Jeez, Hanamura. Suck it up. This is a really good moment for her, there's no need to ruin it.]
Huh? Nothing. He's fine, I promise. Way better than me.
[He lifts the plastered arm, half joking and half serious.]
Don't worry, okay? You'll be home soon.
[And then, because there's still the tiniest chance that maybe he misunderstood:]
...You do live there, right?
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[Although living together is a tiny stretch--still, as good as, and Jesse wouldn't leave her to the tender mercies of whoever runs the free housing. She stands uncertainly, taking a few steps towards Yosuke, and then runs her hands through her tangled hair.]
...so we should get started on those stairs.
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Yeah. Let's go.