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- yuri!!! on ice: jean-jacques leroy,
- zero escape: aoi kurashiki,
- zero escape: junpei tenmyouji,
- zero escape: light field (snake)
❪ event ❫ THE DESCENT: FINAL PART.
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WELCOME TO OLYMPIA
At last, you've made it to Olympia. The road leading up to the Olympia's grand North Gate is all cobblestones; there are more people around, more guardsmen on patrol. You see towers in all corners of the land; up there, you can make out men and women in armor, equipped with archers and rifles. There's someone by the gate reminding you to have your passport ready — do you remember where you'd put that?
Regardless, the line moves much faster than at the Outpost because of that piece of paper. Maybe it's not so useless after all. "Welcome to Olympia," he says. Before you know it, the guardkeep slaps a patch on your chest; to your surprise, it reads: Hello! My name is... No matter how much you try, there's no removing this sticker. "It'll come off tomorrow," says the guardkeep. "Lots of refugees here, limited housing. It's an easy way to get to know the people you're living with." If someone greets you, the message on the patch will magically change: My hobbies are ____, ____, and ____!There's no telling how they'd known these things, but it likely has to do with Zasere. OLYMPIAN TOUR GUIDE  The city is heavily populated with all sorts of races; no one really even notices as you enter, save for a couple Guides who will show you to the Residential District— If you happen to run into the Guides again, you may want to ask what's around here? They will explain the Four districts of Olympia, and then point toward the direction of the Empress's palace. "With luck, you'll never have to go there." As for the other places — EXPLORE OLYMPIA. Bordering every residence will be a large bulletin board showcasing various snippets of what the city has to offer. Local business ads, the directory for where one can sign-up for missions (which seems to be blacked out and removed for now). What's all that about? If asked, someone will say: Missions will be available once the Olympians become a bit more familiar with them. For now, it seems exclusive to natives. HOME SWEET HOME
On the night of your first day in Olympia, the soothing voice of a young man trickles into your mind. You may have just begun drifting off to sleep in your new abode, or for those who don’t sleep, finally had found a moment of peace and quiet in the night.
FINAL OOC NOTE
This is the FINAL PART of our three-part intro event. From here, all of Olympia is open for exploration, and your characters may now teleport back to Thesa Station. This will also conclude the linear narrative, which means your character is on their own for the time being. At this time, you may get your characters' settled into the city, meet your roommates, get accustomed to the map, find a job, and run your player plots.
Please keep an eye out on our calendar for important happenings; we will be introducing jobs, hunts, and quests on August 6th. You may use this time to finish your intro event logs and get settled into the game. While this is still considered a "log," the game is now "open world," so we advise players to create open logs here on out and utilize this log for the nametag mingle. The NETWORK IS NOW UP AND RUNNING AGAIN. Please use ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small} elnysa for network posts, and be sure to use community tags also.REMEMBER TO USE COMMUNITY TAGS. RECOMMENDING LISTENING: A little delayed
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[Here's Junpei, holding what might be a bag of day olds from a bakery he managed to con for free, interrupting Aoi's mad march to the residential area. His own nametag is still stuck to him, but he's learned to ignore it by now.
And lo and behold: he's not getting Aoi's attention to fuck with him. It's a miracle, brought on by being way more sober and slightly less moody than he's been since being on the moon. For obvious reasons he doesn't feel the same kind of puzzle buddies bond here that he has for the others, but goddamn it, they've only got 3 of them here from home, so—]
Me and Snake are in number 9. [hilarious, right] Thought you might want to know, just in case. Although you'd probably find out anyway if you wanted to.
[...pfffff-] And, uh, sorry about the other day.
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Number 9? You gotta be fuckin' kidding me...
[He's so sick of that damn number.]
Whoever's in charge here must think they're goddamn comedians. [How else could you explain these dumbass nametags and house assignments?]
...I'm not actually gonna stalk you, dude. You're not that interesting.
['Cause seriously, sneakers? But, like, apology accepted. Not that he needed one. NBD.]
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[He's making an attempt here!! Consider it an olive branch, even if he opened with that lowkey jab about how Aoi has in fact stalked both himself and Snake, a little? He's done, he's through. He won't harp on it.
And sneakers are a legitimate hobby thanks much.]
But—I know, right? Really funny, space realtors.
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Yeah, yeah, we can all look out for one another.
[They're a part of his team, and he's planning on making sure they're doing ok. He just doesn't need them to know about that. After that whole dumbass bookmark thing, he's pretty sure Junpei will make it weird if he tries to be too nice.]
Could be worse, I guess. At least this numbering system operates on base-10. [Fuck hexidecimal.]
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But hey, the half-assed assurance that they can look out for each other is... pretty much what he came for. So that worked out well! Junpei awards himself 10 social points.]
If they start making me do math just to get through the day, I'm moving into the woods and not coming back. Trees don't make you memorize any numerical sequences.
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Yeah, but there's spiders out there.
[And Aoi's really not buying Junpei's drunken stories about being able to fight them off or whatever.]
Besides, math's not that bad once you get used to it. It follows rules and makes sense, which is more than you can say about most of the world. [Yeah, no, Aoi deserves whatever roasting he gets. Team Kurashiki is secretly just a couple of nerds.]
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But that's so nerdy... To think, people have been calling Junpei a nerd for much less. He makes a face, first-]
Forgot about the spiders. [Already! Then,] And I guess that's fair, but I don't want to have to remember anything more advanced than 2 + 2 when I have things to get done.
[Here Junpei imagines Math World, a world where every minor action requires a number puzzle and possibly 8 digital roots. You can never be too careful.]
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Also, he sees that face, Junpei. Stop having a face.]
Look, you're obviously not back to your old life 'cause we're in space, but at least you don't gotta worry about anymore Nonary puzzles. That's shit's over and done with. [Like, who would possibly make more? What justification could there possibly be to do it again
twiceand on the moon?]Although I'm pretty sure you gotta have higher than a kindergarten math level if you wanna pilot a mech or do any cool space shit. [Not that anyone here's nerdy enough to wanna do that.]
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His face is doing the thing again, but now for a little bit longer than before. He'll spare a casual mumble,] How about Decision Games...?
[He's pretty sure Dcom news hasn't fully graced Aoi's little goth ears, or else that suggests that it's been a year and he still thinks that outfit is working for him. Smartly, Junpei focuses on the mecha crap instead.]
I'll have you know I got a B in differential equations, so I'm all set to become a superpilot.
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[Because, yeah, in spite of how AMAZING his current get-up is, not as much time has passed for him as it has for Junpei.
But screw real talk. Mechs.]
You serious? College must not be as hard as they say.
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[Mechs.]
College is easy when you have no friends. [wait. fuck, no-] I mean, it's not like I stayed, but whatever.
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Yeah, it was real easy to catch you al...uh...
[It's really hard to have a conversation with someone when the majority of your shared experiences involve kidnapping. Shit.]
...You didn't go back?
[He just said his grades weren't that bad.]
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Junpei will be nice and ignore that slip. He's so generous. You're welcome.]
No. Didn't really see the point. And hey, there's really no point now, so I guess I didn't waste my time!
[Y...aaay?]
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So, what, you're gonna live with Snake and get some entry-level space job? [What are their lives even? Like, they're never going home. Ever. Fuck. It's actually starting to sink in now.]
What're we supposed to do here?
[Akane usually tells him what to do. There's no plan now. He doesn't even have anyone to take care of. The fuck's he supposed to do with himself now?]
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You're actually asking me? [Hah, no, he knows that has to be rhetorical. Still, he shrugs and crosses his arms, at least thinking about it.] If entry-level space jobs are the best we can do, then... that's it. I don't think we can go back and fix this one.
[You know, fighting an angry cloud? Probably can't do it with puzzles.]
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Yeah, I guess. It's just freakin' crazy, you know? We're all dirt poor with no connections or job prospects.
[Aoi hadn't thought life would be like that again. He was loaded back home. He can't pull the same stock-trading stunts here, though. Not without Akane...]
Guess we just gotta work our asses off so things won't suck as much when the others start waking up.
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So what are you gonna do when they make you wear sleeves at work?
[So, jokes.]
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[True, they are not at their full masculine power right now, what with the lingering sunburn, but they are still beautiful to behold. No workplace in their right mind would demand he cover them.
...his job options will probably be very limited.]
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Yeah, not feeling it...]
I swear if the next thing you say is anything close to "selling tickets to the gun show," I'm walking away right now.
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Dude, like I'd prostitute myself by charging. These arms are a gift to this undeserving world.
[Ok, maybe he's overselling a little, but he's not about half-assing things. Kurashikis whole ass.]
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Right. Maybe you'll get hired as a shoulder model...
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You know, I actually had a lot of part time jobs growin' up, and I even managed to adhere to the dress code. Even a punk like me can be a productive member of society when the motivation's right.
[It hadn't come up in their current timeline, but Aoi had, in fact, suffered through the indignity of sleeves in his rebellious youth. His baby sister ranked slightly higher than his vanity in his hierarchy of motivation.]
So I'll be fine. The question is, where can you get hired to tell dumb jokes all day?
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The bar? Or, sorry- the tavern. [That fantasy ambiance this place is dripping in, yeah-] There are plenty of things I'm good at besides telling jokes.
[Which, by the way, he is excellent at.] Or there's always pouring coffee, I guess.
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Yeah, I'm sure you got hidden depths. [Don't quit your day job.]
I hope coffee's a thing down here. Like, you're gonna be shocked, but I'm not my normal charming self when I've got caffeine withdraw.
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Yeah, thanks. [He's going to pretend that's a real compliment and keep it, buddy.] I can't imagine what you're like in a really bad mood... But they have alien booze here, so why not alien coffee?
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