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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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[She gets closer, now just a few feet away, and looks over her with concern.]
The truth is a lot stranger than what you're probably used to. Do you want to come with me? I know how you're feeling right now, and you could probably use some water and Advil- or, Tylenol.
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Is the water safe here? [ Paranoid, of course. ]
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[Mary holds out an arm (ready to go behind the woman's back) to lead her away.]
Come on. What's your name?
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Oh, if he touched Flynn... ]
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[She starts leading Skyler to the fence gently.]
He's here too. I can show you how to contact him.
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You know where he is? [ She is doubtful, as it could be a trap of some kind, but...Walt. ]
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[She beckons. Come on, miss.]
Come on, Skyler. You should sit down. Trust me, you want to be when I tell you what's going on.
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My name's Mary. This place we're in- it's not somewhere you get kidnapped to. A lot of people wind up here suddenly, ripped out of whatever it was they had going on in their lives. There are a lot of people here like you...
[A nervous glance at her stomach.]
Almost like you.
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This is-- this is witness protection, isn't it? Is that where Walt's been?
[ It makes sense to her, okay. ]
Or... either that, or you're lying to me. [ This is too confusing. She still blames Pinkman, though. ]
Pinkman isn't paying you to lie to me, is he?
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Whatever's going on back in your home, it has nothing to do with this.
[She very determinedly leads her to the nearest bench and steers her into it.]
I have to tell you something that's going to sound crazy. Just please follow along until I explain it all.
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Alright. Okay. So then what's going on?
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[Deep breath. This part is always weird.]
It wasn't the government or witness protection that brought you here. It's a kind of trans-dimensional... portal... thing.
Basically, it was either science we don't understand yet, or magic. This place is an island called Siren's Port, and everyone here is trapped by the same force that brought us both here.
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So something from a science fiction movie brought me here, where Pinkman - my husband's kidnapper - and my husband happen to be.
[ Bile rises within her throat again, and she swallows it down with a grimace. ]
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But- yes.
[Lamely. Way to totally Tell a pregnant newbie, Mary. You a big man now. :C ]
Why would witness protection or kidnappers dump you in an abandoned baseball field? Wouldn't they be keeping you somewhere?
[She sighs again and sits on the bench next to her, looking earnest.]
I can prove that there's something supernatural going on here. I can't prove right now, right here, that what I just said is true- but I do have proof that there's more going on here than what you can explain away.
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However, Skyler was smarter than your average woman. She wouldn't be tricked by this woman. ]
And what's your proof? [ She snaps, unapologetic. (There'll be time to mend bridges when she's in better health.) ]
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A scruffy, crappy-looking two-foot-tall plant a few yards away from them bursts into flames.]
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Well, you've convinced me. There's no way that could have been a timer-controlled or remote controlled flame.
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You can poke at it if you want. I don't really care.
[Then, thinking, she takes a water bottle out of her jacket, gets up, and sprays it in an arc landing in a big puddle some ten feet away. Then she spills some on the ground next to it, stares at the spill for a second, and-
-totally steps out of the spill ten feet away, looking dry, if a little ruffled. She dusts herself off.]
That's as far as I really want to go with the rabbit tricks. If you don't accept that there's science-fiction stuff going on here, you'll keep being confused and upset and nothing anybody says will make any sense to you.
[She scuffs a foot against the ground, crossing her arms loosely.]
I know how unbelievable it sounds, trust me. I have nothing to gain by lying to you. My job here, what I get paid to do, is find people who are new and scared and tell them what's really going on.
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Just tell me where my husband is so I can get us on the next flight out. Our son is waiting for us back home.
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[She sits down, offering Skyler the rest of the water bottle (at least half) and some Tylenol from her pocket.]
Skyler, I'm so sorry, but there just- isn't a way out here. The same reason you're here is the reason nobody here can leave. If there was a way, I would have left a year ago, when I first woke up here just like you did.
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Mary... I'm-- no. I don't know what Jesse told you to tell me, but I'm not falling for it. I just need--
[ She stops. Her words were slurring together quickly. Panic was rising, but still manageable. She'd find a way out. You don't fuck with a mother. ]
I just need a phone, and I'll get us out. All of us. [ She looks at Mary. Was she really stuck here? ]
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[Calm, measured. Collected. A steadying hand on her shoulder. She knows how to deal with this.]
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I need a phone. [ She recites Hank's cell number in her mind. ]
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[She gets out her own NV- which is, in fact, an Original Series Star Trek communicator - and flips it open, revealing a screen not unlike a smartphone or Blackberry.]
There's a Network on the island you can access, and you can make calls to anyone on it. So you could call your husband, but not someone who isn't here in Siren's Port.
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