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BOARDMASTER ([personal profile] boardmaster) wrote in [community profile] pawnstorm2016-09-07 10:15 am

intro ♚ september

WELCOME TO Grantebrycge



We’ve all had those dreams: you wake up on a table, to blurry, ominous images and the certainty that you are absolutely buck-naked in a room full of strangers. This is not quite it.

Instead, you come awake to the sun on your face. The soft burble of water nearby. The hustle and bustle of a busy street and the faint, fortifying smell of bread. You open your eyes and there’s no one there at your bedside, but there is what appears to be the end of the world happening just beyond your window.

There’s a crack in the world across the sky, the “sun” is the totally unnatural light spilling from that crack straight into your eyes, and someone’s left a neatly pressed and folded uniform at the foot of the bed that isn’t yours. Somewhere in the room, there’s a strange clatter like beads, the click of claws on the floor.

Something’s in here with you.

Also, you are naked.

ONE Video Killed The Radio Star
Rise and shine, Heroes. It seems that today is filled with good fortune as the morning is very uneventful, aside from the monthly arrival of new comrades. This is the perfect time to grab your weapon, Carrier and uniform and use your time to look around Caissa. While exploring or catching up on the latest gossip, you might blow past the delivery carriages outside of the Hall of Glory, but you certainly won’t be missing the steampunk televisions and vending machines which will be set up around noon time by your lovely maids and butlers! The TVs are placed in every single bedroom as well as leisure rooms so you can enjoy your daily fix of popular cooking show Inferno Kitchen, primetime Cheoksan drama Summer Cantata or the Gammonian hit series Sport of Crowns! The vending machines can be found in the hallways and contain snacks and drinks such as canned mackin’ cheese (or as Noirs like to call it, Lovekraft Supper), Pooky, Cpt. Pepperoni, Mountin' Do, or Eight Up. You are free to come up with your own TV show or vending machine food items.

Thierry Toussaint
My dearest Heroes! I hope today finds you well, and for once I bring good news! [ he laughs a little sheepishly. he’s dressed less formally than in previous somber declarations and his hair looks windblown, like he ran here ] As you well know, our recent victories and mostly importantly, a successful alliance with Gammon has brought no small amount of blessings: we have more resources, better manpower, and the invaluable help of our Gammonian colleagues not just in war, but also in advancing our civilization!

And so it is my pleasure to unveil our new and improved broadcast technology[ a pause, where he winks ] —do I look clearer to you? It’s a little harder to tell from this end, I’m afraid. You’ll be able to receive better, brighter and more varied content from our country’s talented producers. Oh…

[ another, longer pause. teddy looks offscreen and then laughs ]

I’m not getting paid for this, I promise. I don’t need any other motivation to be excited for my country, do I? In addition to the television programs, we will be helping with the release of newly developed vending machine technology that brings fresh and healthy snacks to the streets of our capital, and hopefully, beyond. It would be nice to have one for my office.

I’ve mentioned our Gammonian friends, haven’t I? And I’ve saved the best for last: as a token of the friendship between our countries and all that we can do for each other, Gammon has assisted us in completing Platform 40— … 42 and 5/8ths, an instantaneous portal between our very own Caissa and Cochrane. I look forward to even more cultural and commercial exchange from all the way across the Rokirovka Ocean!

And ah, speaking of exchange—the Platform has been completed just in time for you, dear Heroes. Gammon has actually extended another invitation to you: as national and international icons and users of magic, they would like you to visit their school of magecraft, Pigeonsblood, in Grant— Grant… [ … ] You will be able to reach the school easily through the Platform!

Pigeonsblood’s Headmaster has assured me that you would be a great inspiration to their incoming class of aspiring mages; I urge you to take advantage of this opportunity. Gammon’s knowledge and mastery of magic, as you may have seen during your previous visits, is nothing to take lightly! And if you like what you see, I’m told Gammon would be happy to sponsor classes for Heroes at the school. I’m sure they want to keep the inspiration flowing, hm?

Thank you once again, all of you, for making such wonderful things possible. I’m sure your achievements will continue to open doors, both metaphorically and literally, for Blanc and for yourselves.


Meet up with your chums, old and new, and head over to Caissa’s train station. Once there, locating the Platform 42 and 5/8ths is an easy feat. There are two guards standing watch and they will stop curious civilians from sneaking past them. They will only let Heroes use the Platform and as such require proof of identification. A Hero’s uniform, rank badge or a passport identifying yourself as such should do the trick. As the platform functions as one of Gammon’s checkpoints, you will need to pay a small fee of 200 colle to pass. Should you be a new arrival, the Prime Minister will suddenly show up and pay the fee.

Where’s the portal, you might ask? Take a deep breath, walk through the wall between the guards and you’ll find yourself in Cochrane! Heroes might experience some sudden vertigo or a near insatiable hunger for pork. Very minor side effects vary from person to person.

In order to reach Grantebrycge, Heroes must travel from Cochrane to Friedgood and then a little ways further. They are free to make this journey by foot, mount or train. Directions to Grantebrycge are vague but you can’t miss the landmark of the Great Face Cliff, a monument depicting the faces of the towns’s founding members. Poobin and Cemron seem especially stern as they glare down at anyone who dares to visit.

TWO Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
Upon entering Grantebrycge, Heroes will be immediately be ambushed by swarms of eager students from Pigeonsblood’s welcoming committee. This committee consists of upperclassmen from each of the Four Branches - Achroite, Prehnite, Bixbite, and Citrine, and they are dressed in uniforms in their Branch color (pictured here in the Bixbite red). Officially, they’re here to help you learn more about Pigeonsblood, give you a tour of the campus, and show you what each Branch can offer you so that you can make an educated decision about which to enroll in. Unofficially, they’re there to try to talk you into enrolling into their particular Branch and some will ramble on about how their Branch is the best while others fight amongst each other to try to get your attention.

Once the tour is finished, the committee will lead Heroes to the administration building. There, they’ll part with you to attend to other duties, leaving you with a reminder to head to the center plaza in an hour for the freshman orientation party. Heroes can enroll in classes if they so choose and have made a decision as to which Branch is the best for them. It’s recommended as it’s free, courtesy of Gammon. If they enroll in classes, they will receive their class schedule, a permit for a uniform, and a key to their dorm room. Head to the university shops later to have them take your measurements!

NOTE: The rooming and class schedule are up to player discretion. If there is an official mission the professors will allow an absence - Heroes can’t save the world if they’re worrying about their GPA, after all!

For those who choose to not enroll in Pigeonsblood, they can explore the campus some more, but either way make sure to head down to the central plaza before the party!

THREE The Part Where They Rope You in with Free Food
Stepping into the center plaza puts you in the middle of excited back-to-school buzz. Several event booths line the plaza, all eager to get your attention. Some will try to recruit you to their school club. Others are simply there to provide information, such as maps of the school and information about the Four Branches. Still others get even more specific, headed by banners marked “THE TOTAL IDIOT'S GUIDE TO A SUCCESSFUL ACADEMY LIFE” and “GUIDE TO HAPPINESS: HOW TO NOT DIE DURING EXAMS”. A few generous booths will provide you with free food like “Splotted Richard” or “Bangers and Mash” to fill your tummy, as well as school merchandise, such as Branch-specific pens, face paint, flyswatters, and other bits of merchandise.

If those don't get your attention, the freshmen running your way definitely will. They're beyond excited to see a Hero among their ranks, and approach you eagerly, yelling things such as, “Did you enroll? Let's do our best together!”, “You're my inspiration! I hope we're classmates!” and “Please let me know if you need a tutor! I wouldn't mind…” Thankfully, their enthusiasm is brought to a stop by the welcoming committee, who make their way to the center plaza and hush the excited freshmen. After a heartwarming speech about youth and school spirit, the committee flashes their new classmates a bright smile and finishes with: “And now, it's time for some fun!”

What do they mean by fun? The freshmen are more than eager to demonstrate! Aside from the fun offered at the various booths, there are many magic games to partake in. There's “Splash Tag,” where players must use water magic in lieu of touch to play tag, “Air Races,” in which racers use psionic, gravity, or wind magic to boost their movement, “Hot Potato,” in which the temperature of the potato is increased with each pass until it explodes on the loser, and Illusion-based Pictionary.

A few steps away from the commotion, near where the welcoming committee made their speech, is a tall bulletin board. Various flyers are posted here-- club announcements, dating ads, tutoring offers, and of course, Pigeonsblood help wanted ads.

INFO Welcome!
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Remember to check out the uniform contest for ranked Heroes!
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[personal profile] likethelight 2016-09-10 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh...

Lola, were you...

Suddenly he feels a little crestfallen. (Also like a cold chill is creeping up the back of his neck. Is Lola being serious and responsible a sign of the apocalypse?) ]


I don't! [ A little... red-faced... Don't say he has a problem with shorts!! His problem with her isn't when she wears shorts. Lenalee's miniskirt is far more—a thing like that. His problem arises when she decides it's okay to start trying on dresses without upper body undergarments on.

But none of that really matters right now. ]


Lola—this is Miranda... [ It's a little hesitant on one hand because—is this really real? And introductions because—awkward? Hello Miranda, you're probably very confused both by where you are and why you're here, this is Lola who yes is his roommate. By the way you are now too (???).

And because that suddenly makes his throat tight, knowing exactly what she means. "No one knew where you went..." ]


...one of my friends. [ He's speaking a little more gently. Almost softly apologetic. ] From back home.

It's okay Miranda, it's not as [ horribly invasive ] strange as it seems. I can explain. [ Sort of...

The part about why she's here now, at least. ]
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[personal profile] chronostrigger 2016-09-10 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ It seemed rude to not involve the young girl here, even during this somewhat teary reunion. She was a friend of his, right? (...Roommate?) Although she looked a bit... upset maybe? Seeing that quieted Miranda slightly, but the thing that really struck her was when Lola moved.

Watching the teen as she pulled the room partition, placing it next to her, all Miranda could do was look up in mild astonishment; as if the kindness of strangers was still something of an unusual concept.

(And it was, in a way. The people of the Black Order, they were different. Lola didn't need to do that...) ]


Lola...

[ Ahaha... She was extremely blunt, wasn't she? Really, did you have to remind her about that, Lola?

Still, this was nice, even the slight fluster from Allen. After everything that happened, they had given up on ever seeing him again. But to see even a glimmer of how he used to be before...

They were a long way from home, and yes, that was scary, but if he could feel comfortable enough to react like that when a friend goaded him, then... it would be all right, wouldn't it?

Still, changing with Allen in the room, even with the separator...

(Maybe she can still partially change under the blanket.) ]


J-just a minute.

[ Thank you Allen, but she would much rather try to introduce herself. And taking care to quickly change (a uniform?), the woman sidled out from behind the partition, her hands gripped somewhat awkwardly behind her back. She looked a bit uncomfortable, her eyes lowered and gaze cast aside. ]

M... Miranda Lotto.

[ A gentle, polite nod of her head, before she looked up, a frown on her face. ]

I'm sorry to ask, but...

[ Please, start explaining. ]
Edited 2016-09-10 03:53 (UTC)
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[personal profile] drawmecute 2016-09-10 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
*Lola puts her corner of the room back to rights, you can tell it's Lola's cause of how pink everything is. Even if her hair is rainbow colored as of a few days ago. Lola was still simmering in jealous feelings, went about gathering her clothes for the day. Since awake seemed to be the thing now.*

We can give you the important stuff before the tin bird over there leads you around this place. Finds you a carrier, and a weapon.

*Lola put some food in Julio's (her pink furred kangaroo rat) cage. And started brushing out her hair on the other side of the room. Yeah, the metal babysitter bird was in the room. It'll be a pain later on.*

You're our new roommate. I'm glad it's another girl, when I arrived it was me and three guys. We're here to fight in a war as legendary heroes, using magic and cool stuff like that.

*Lola, much subtle, very careful to not cut right to the chase. Probably didn't help Lola's on the other side of the room, casually saying this while she worked on her morning routine.*
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[personal profile] likethelight 2016-09-10 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ Don't worry, separator or not he's still going to turn and look in the other direction when there's a rustle as Miranda finally de-cocoons. Even if he scratches lightly as his temple a little awkwardly as he does so.

Ehhh... this is, even getting used to rooming with a girl like he has... What sort of irony is this.

Still.

Miranda, you're so quiet... beyond how she normally is. Is it because of how he left? (Because the orders are you're supposed to consider him an enemy?)

Which is absolutely nothing he can discuss with Lola in the room so he's quickly sobered and turns a little quicker than he needs to when he hears Miranda step around the partition. A certain crushing relief at seeing the woman really is who he remembers—Miranda, it's good to see you—but he bites his lip a little too.

Lola that really is quite... well. Maybe direct is better. ]


Aa, it's... something like that. I'm afraid this place isn't home at all. [ In the sense that it's a different world entirely. But in the sense it's a place Allen no longer feels like he has to return from as quickly as he can...? ]

[ ... ]


Miranda...
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[personal profile] likethelight 2016-09-10 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
...

[ Allen smiles, but his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes, no matter how gentle (apologetic?) it might be. What's understanding, maybe, if she looks at him a little differently than she used to—before he escaped and... everything happened. And that it's okay.

Because even if her being here now means that's right, there's a lot of things to explain and specifics and preparations to be made and all that, right now, more importantly... ]


You look well. [ Hi.

It's been a while, hasn't it? ]
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[personal profile] chronostrigger 2016-09-10 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Carrier. "New" weapon. (But..?)

"You're our new roommate."

She immediately looked to Allen rather than Lola for an explanation, moving to hold her hands at her chest then quickly stopping to let them shoot behind her back again. If Lola had a problem with Allen's arm, then...

Well, she didn't like anyone seeing them, really. There were a great many things that Miranda was uncomfortable about, but the scars on her hands was certainly high on that list. ]


What?

[ But... but no, that wasn't right. That wasn't right at all! This wasn't where she was supposed to be! They were exorcists, not legendary heroes! Her hands clenching behind her back, her brow furrowed deeply in worry.

"I'm afraid this place isn't home at all."

And true to form, Allen was calm in spite of everything, trying his best to be reassuring. And she did appreciate it but...

This was too much to take in. If this wasn't her (their, Miranda) home, then... then what was it?

(And truly, she didn't want to look at him differently. None of them did, but after everything that happened, after his excommunication and disappearance... There were those who colored him a traitor to the Order. The Noah would always be their enemies, and he was no different. And Miranda never wanted to be one of those people; she wasn't, really. But guilt and doubt were insidious things, and once they made their way in, it was hard to force them out.)

But he was here, and he was real, and really if she had awoken here alone, she would be so much worse. Taking a deep breath (keep it in, don't burden him with this), Miranda forced those tears back in, for the most part.

Keep it in, keep it in. There was someone else here, and they were both so much younger. It was her turn to be the voice of reason. She nodded slowly at Lola. ]


All right.

[ She wouldn't let her voice quiver, she would face this head on. But first thing's first, sorry Lola but there is someone she hasn't seen in quite a few months standing there looking not entirely as he did when he disappeared. ]

Everyone has been doing their best. Some of us... some of us couldn't take it, not after...

[ After everything.

And asking what happened, where he went, it seemed so very unnecessary now. ]


Allen, your hair...

[ It's long again. Not as, but when did that happen? It was jarring, like a visible reminder of just how long he was gone.

And not to forget about his (...their) roommate, she gave Lola an apologetic smile. ]


I'm sorry to ask, but what do you mean by "legendary heroes"?
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[personal profile] drawmecute 2016-09-10 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
*Lola felt that she was... a third wheel. Not just unnecessary but impeding things to a degree. She wanted to help, but as things moved on, she felt fairly sure she was just making it worse. She maneuvered her privacy barrier and took her clothes behind hit to finish getting dressed.*

*This didn't stop her from talking, that'd be madness.*

You should start by looking out the window, the sky should help prove what we're saying. And thank you.

*Lola popped her head out from her barrier, looking at Allen.*

I told you your hair was in need of work!

*Lola went back to getting dressed after that.*

We're here because we're supposed to be the heroes they need here. Summoned here to help protect innocent people from the jerks who fight for Noir. We're kinda huge rock stars, only we have to fight bad guys.