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(username: hungrybee)

Hello~ Shiina Niki here! How's everybody doing? Everybody hanging in there okay?

Actually, if it's not a problem, I'd really like to get to know everyone who's not from here, so if we haven't met, why don't you introduce yourself to me? Tell me your name and something interesting about yourself. Bonus points if it's about food! [He'll have an easier time remembering people if it's about food.] Or if we have met, then tell me what you've been up to lately. I'm not very interesting, but I'll return the favor!

It just occurred to me that not everybody might have someone to talk to here, so... if you ever need an ear, then you can count on me! After working in restaurants and cafés for a while, I'm pretty used to listening to what other people have to say. I'm totally useless at most things, but this is the least I can do.

I just think we should try and help each other out when we can. ♪

troublereduction

I figured it wouldn't hurt to ask, but does anyone here happen to know how to make a door? Or specialized weapons, 'cause the locals don't seem to quite know what I'm talking about when I mention a three-section staff to them. Of course, I'll help get whatever materials you may need or otherwise compensate you somehow.

On that note, I'm also looking for people interested in some friendly sparring. May as well keep ourselves sharp with all the danger out in the desert.

tsunotaro

a. Mirages

[If you are out during the night and particularly ~~gullible~~ curious, you might find some floating green flames dancing around in the desert- they're visible enough from the city of Sunspire, but you have to go out there if you want to investigate further!

If one is very perceptive, they might pick up on the magic in use, illusion magic, fae in nature, or perhaps if you have a keen sense of smell you might pick up the scent of a large, scaly predator(a dragon) with a light mist of the scent of roses. Anyone who is at LEAST perceptive enough to not follow the green flame and instead look for it's source may even pick up on stifled laughter.

For the more easily led, that green fire will take them out into the desert far enough that finding their way back might be difficult before disembodied laughter becomes very much embodied, a young teenager sporting black dragon horns on his head floating out of reach and laughing impishly at his "prank" gone well.]

b. Curiosity

[He eventually makes it back to the city. It probably takes longer than he'd like, but he is not immune to harsh sunlight, hunger, nor thirst. That said, he is a fairy without any memory, so commerce is actually really a daunting prospect at this time! So as he takes to the market but after a few failed bartering attempts he goes to find some ~~sucker~~ friendly-looking fellow to accost.]

Hello, mortal. Come, assist me in attaining sustenance, and I shall owe you a boon.

[He could probably not start by calling someone "mortal", as he shouldn't assume!!! But he doesn't really feel inclined to think too hard on it. They're probably not fae, he is sure!]

c. WILDCARD

[OOC: Feel free to encounter Malleus anywhere, he is a wanderer! He has no memories at this point, not even his name. If you have questions/concerns/wish to plot, you can hit me up via PM or at

decathect]

poisonista

Network + Min-mins

« un: fairestqueen »

I can't take it anymore. I need sunscreen, lotion and other cosmetics or I'm going to scream. This climate is horrible on my skin!

These "min-mins" I've been told of may have what I need to make my own. I'd like some assistance, as I've observed their activity through the day and taken notes.

Do not respond if you plan on wasting time panicking.

Another thing: How many of you are experiencing disorientation since arriving here? I'd like to log any new discoveries going forward. Thank you for your time.

-— Vil Schoenheit

- [ He can be found hunting down min-mins, and has already found himself a nice outfit resembling this in white and indigo instead of full black. He's going to be looking for tools and weapons as well, and talking to others as he explores. Feel free to join a very beautiful looking blond man with purple gradients in his hair who might be having trouble chasing off admirers! ]

I said I'm not interested!—

Curtains

[ Housing is important! And he's going to find some more fabrics and other things he can use to cover his entrance with, after setting up his door. Just because he's got no idea where he is doesn't mean he lives in squalor. ]

... Hm. Decent, but it could be better. Perhaps curtains inside...

[ Help him decorate his place! Or ask him to help with yours? ]

Wildcard

[ Have a date dream with him, or for questing around! He'll be helping make perfumes and cosmetics or looking for food and hydration... so much hydration. What's a beautiful young man with memory loss to do!! ]

[ event post and also ooc; I'll be traveling this month for vacay so I will be SLOW and in a different timezone!! PLS WAIT FOR MEEEE. ]

crossbells

1. HOME IS WHERE THE HEART ATTACK IS

[ It's been a long day for everyone. Yet it's definitely not long enough because if you happen to stay next door/near/somewhere around the apartment block, you'd hear Very Loud Girly Noise™ coming from one of the door, specifically Juna Crawford's. ]

Come here... Ah, don't run away- COME BACK HERE--!!

[ That loud voice is followed by a shrieking and scared phuji jumping the fuck out of her room - probably passing right by your head, and ultimately ends with Juna chasing, running, and then accidentally tackling the living shit out of your side hard like a linebacker from the last Superbowl championship team.

Yes, this is an idiot who was trying to tame the phuji with sheer willpower ~~and idiocy~~ just because it's cute and cute things heal her especially when she's stuck in an unknown place like this :( ]

2. NETWORK. UN:junacrawford

Okay, it's been several days. I know that we only have small stocks of food in our possession and we have to make do with what we have as of now, but you guys made sure you got enough nutrients, right? Have you guys been eating well?

I know a lot of people have tried hunting but has anyone tried fishing around here? Like, I'd like to know if the fishes or any sea creatures around this town is not venomous or something.

3. AFTERNOON AROUND THE DAYBREAK DISTRICT

[ The day comes and goes as usual and as the sun set, anyone around the apartment block, whether you were NEET-ing the hell inside of your room, or just coming home from hunting slash working odd jobs, or anything else, there's a distinct and delicious smell coming not far from the center of the district. On a closer look, you can see (and smell) this girl is stirring a fish and vegetable stew inside of a moderately sized pot on top of a... very traditional cooking equipment that she got her hands on after trading some caps earlier that day.

Next to her is also a sign post with a messily handwritten 「Good Work Today! Let's do our best tomorrow today too!」 on it, alongside of some empty bowl that she gathered on top of a wooden table. There are also three moderately sized water container filled with, surprise, fresh water (just because she can't get her hands on sugar yet) and some empty cups that you can use to refresh yourself.

So if you have nothing to do? Feel free to approach her and join her to chill around with the other people for the remainder of the day! Or if you just want to help with her cooking or just want to grab the food, that's fine too! ]

rootlessly

Ah, hello!

I hope everyone is settling in as well as can be expected. I know this situation is difficult and unsettling, but even in an environment like this there's ways to make yourselves more comfortable, especially if you're going out into the desert for supplies. Clover suggested making a list, so here goes:

- Make sure to wear clothes that cover your arms and legs. It'll stave off sunburn and reduce how much water you lose through sweat.

- Try to stay in the shade during the hottest times in the day, and try to limit when you're exerting yourself to when it's cooler, like the evenings. Keeping yourself from sweating too much is even more important than having enough water.

- Eating will only make you thirstier. Try to eat as little as you need to survive when you're out there.

- As hot as it is during the day, it'll get just as cold at night, so always have some means of building a fire if you're away from town. Matches or a lighter are easiest, but if you don't have them, there's other ways to do it, with wood or even just a lens of some kind. I can show you if you need it.

- Avoid sitting on the ground if you can. It's a lot hotter than the air generally around you, and you don't want to get burned.

I'm Vash, by the way. Let me know if you need anything! I've been living in areas like this for a very long time, so if you have any questions, I can probably help.

mechspeed

Greetings. I am serial code BAD-IMP-001 codename Metal Sonic.

Like many of you I arrived in this place several days ago. However, since arriving I have discovered I have no recollection of my origin nor my identity.

I wish to inquire as to whether or not any others have had a similar experience since arriving. It need not be to the degree to which I have experienced it, but rather any unusual gaps in memory you may have noticed however minor.

That is all.

bloodyrose

network;
un: kiryuu

Has anyone located somewhere that carries weapons yet? I have a handgun and a hunting knife, but I'd like to see what other options there may be.

. . . I'd also deeply appreciate anywhere I can find a large umbrella. My name is Zero.

[ Vampires and rundown unforgiving desert weather do not match. Moving on to what's more important, however.]

If 'Imeeji', 'Tokyo-F', or 'transfer' mean anything at all to you, I'd like to speak.
_______

Work Like the Rent is Due Tomorrow
[ While traveling the distance to reach the ruined coffeehouse won't be too much of an issue, given his speed, Zero opts to make the trip towards nightfall. It's much easier to move about when the sun is no longer an issue and the temperatures have begun to go down. Regardless, he has on a hooded cloak and is moving with purpose as he salvages what he can, tucking any sugar, tableware, and smaller items into a duffel bag he pilfered elsewhere.

Any assistance is certainly welcome! ]

Anything interesting over there? I think I've grabbed what sugar I'm able to find.
_______

Operation Min-Min
[ Before anything else, it takes Zero some time to contemplate how he wants to go about subduing the Min-Mins he's located. Not that it takes much. Bringing out his gun, Bloody Rose, it isn't long before a mass of metallic, thorny rose vines erupt from it. Zero immediately, silently commands them to bind three Min-Mins down, mindful to secure their mouths shut and quickly coil tightly around their bodies. He then takes out a hunting knife to get to work.

If anyone happens to be around, he'll nod towards a container just off to the side on the ground. ]

Mind grabbing that for me?
_______

wildcard!
[ Zero will be around Sunspire, exploring what stores and vendors have to offer, possibly trying to barter. It's pretty obvious that he's seeking shadier areas. And food/water. I'm up for any plotting, so feel free to shoot this account a PM, PP me @

existentially, or starsongs @ discord, just lmk who you are first! ]

winepouring

☆ 1 : Action ~ Baby, it's hot outside

[ It's hot.

Shi Qingxuan has been in the desert before, but no matter where he goes here, there's no relief. His clothing is thin, threadbare, and dirty to boot, and the heat is only adding another layer of sweat to the grime on his skin.

But there's work to be done! And so, Shi Qingxuan is taking a trip through the East Street Bazaar, peering around at everyone and everything curiously like a complete tourist.

As the midday sun bears down, Shi Qingxuan absentmindedly pulls a folding fan with an exquisitely carved guard from the folds of his robes and flicks it open...only to immediately snap it closed again at the sound of its broken spokes splintering and the sight of its torn white paper flaking and shredding further.

It's not a useful folding fan anymore...

...but! Shi Qingxuan is inventive enough! Thus, with the fan folded closed, he twirls it in his right hand—like one of those mechanical fans!—and for a brief, happy moment, it works.

Then it goes flying, landing:

a) on top of a shop display

b) in a chuha nest

c) on you

d) ??? a mystery to everyone

Regardless of where it ends up, Shi Qingxuan will go calling and stumbling after it. ]

No, no, no, no! I'm sorry—!

★ 2 : Action ~ night of the living pillows

[ It's been a few days since the phujis had made their home in the Daybreak District, and most had been driven out by this point. Most people would put doors on their makeshift apartment to keep the creatures out.

Shi Qingxuan, however, does not have luck on his side, and after a hard day of trying to induce pregnancy between two male lions and a quiet evening of simply enjoying some cool air, he comes home to find that a cloud has taken residence inside the meager space.

The cloud being a fluffy, endless mass of phujis covering the floor, the bed, and even the bathing area isn't safe.

At a loss, Shi Qingxuan simply stands in the doorway. ]

Um. Come on, come out. It's nicer outside than inside here, come on out. Do you want some food? There's no food in there, there's nothing good at all, it's no good for you...

[ As if they're dogs, he even tries whistling to them. ]

... You guys are alive in there, right?

☆ 3 : Dream ~ Welcome to your coffee shop AU life

[ Before arriving here, Shi Qingxuan didn't know what coffee was, never mind a coffee shop, but this dream must be inspired by the dive into the ruins the other day, because that's exactly the setting of his dream tonight.

If the coffee shop was whole and complete, at least. The space is peaceful and cozy, with small, two-seat tables are arranged across the floor and potted plants lining the walls. The sweet scent of blossoms perfumes the air, mingling with the aroma of freshly brewed tea (as Shi Qingxuan has no idea what coffee is meant to smell like). It's so hot in real life, but in this dream, the sunlight coming in through the windows is perfectly mild and comfortable.

That's where you are, seated by one of the windows, where the view is whatever you want it to be, the outside wholly outside the realm of Shi Qingxuan's dream imagination.

But Shi Qingxuan is there inside, and the short heels of his shoes clack against the wooden floors as he busily brings you your usual order—whatever that might be. A cup of jasmine tea? A cup of coffee with cream, sugar, and a shot of caramel? An extra large cup of ube and strawberry boba with no extra sugar? It doesn't matter; Shi Qingxuan beams proudly as he sets it out for you. ]

And here it is! Don't tell the boss, but today, this one is on me.

[ So he says, although he's often doing little things like this—giving treats seems to just be the way he shows his friendship.

Of course, Shi Qingxuan himself is also in his usual work uniform: A mint green maid get-up with his hair pulled back in a bun. (One can only guess what he got into that resulted in him dreaming himself into this.)

The only thing that's odd about him today is that he's shuffling awkwardly and restlessly on his feet. The sun is still high in the sky, but eventually, it will be evening, and...

Well!! That's a long way off... ]

[ ooc: brackets/prose both okay! Feel free to make stuff up for the dream and the setup there. Anyone is welcome to contact me on plurk or discord (divineshark on both). 💕 ]

forbiddenlore

Who: Azul Ashengrotto and you
What: A lone octopus's struggle against the environment
Where: Various
When: Throughout the month
[Home is Where the Heart Attack is]

[Azul had been hoping for at least some semblance of peace and quiet to gather his thoughts together and figure this whole situation out. The rooms left much to be desired, but it was better than nothing. Or so he thought.

It would take only minutes before a blood curdling scream came from his room, and anyone that walked in would be met with what looked like the brutal massacre of a fancy pen set. The bed was covered in a black inky substance, and there was a formerly white fluffy creature hissing from a spot on the ceiling- also covered in ink.

Azul is still standing there with his hand over his mouth, his cheeks turning beat red now that he's got company. He is so not ready to try and lie his way out of this one.]

[Sunspire Docks]

[Well since he can't bear to show his face in the residential area again, nor will he ever manage to sleep there without the paranoia of being jumped by fluffy cotton balls, Azul hunted down the nearest body of water and hunkered down there instead. He could be found laying on the docks with his feet in the water, and his coats draped over his top half to keep the sun out.

He wasn't sleeping, just trying to get his thoughts in order. ]

And bottlecaps of all things- bottle caps! THIS WHOLE ECONOMY IS IN SHAMBLES- WAH!

[And he nearly jumped out of his skin seeing someone there. At least he didn't have another ink-cident this time.]

Hello there, to what do I owe the pleasure?

[Grand Theft Coffee Shop]

[Two km probably doesn't seem like much to most, but Azul had all the stamina of a two year-old at the mall without a stroller. While he had a good reason for it, he wasn't really willing to openly admit he's only had human legs for two years. He probably shouldn't have even come on the little adventure, but after many rests he made it. No one would take the opportunity for a quick buck away from him.

He would happily offer advice on the sugar least likely to result in a lawsuit, but most of what he'd be pillaging was cutlery and cookware... and an espresso machine that looked minimally damaged? He'd be taking that and anyone that wanted it could pry it from his cold dead tentacles. So with that heavy bundle of metal in his arms and a heavy bag of supplies, he hangs out by the door with a cheery grin on his face.]

Ah, ready to go are we?

[Very bold words coming from someone who was panting and wheezing like he was going to die on the way over.]

[Diner]

[Given his family experience with restaurants, and the unclaimed diner right by the water, Azul decided to take it as a sign and started cleaning the place out. He could be found sweeping and cleaning the place out, or alternatively cooking some fish he caught on the docks. The stoves may not work, but a bit of fire magic could go a long way. ]

Hm? Oh, I'm sorry, the stove isn't actually working, it's just a spell. [He pauses, considering something, them smiles oh-so-pleasantly.] But I'll be willing to cook your catch up for you for a trade.

wonderofwonders

Thirst-Aid Kit Please.

Pwuh-- pwuuhh!

[A short pink-haired girl is enthusiastically spitting sand out of her mouth; having woken up face down in the sand and mistaking the ground for something tasty thanks to whatever pleasant dream she'd been having. There's sand all over her clothes as well but she's put that aside for the moment in favor of trying desperately to get the sand off her tongue.]

Bwech-- tashts bwad. Uuuuuu--

[Her face is still contorted... at least for another half a minute before she starts to take in her surroundings properly. Her mouth closes more and her eyes widen instead.]

...woaaaaaaaahhh!!

Work Like Rent is Due TOMORROW.

[This poor ruin has no idea what it's in for now that Otori Emu is on the job. Nor do the other innocent souls who might have ventured out this way hoping to collect some sugar for the local bakeries and confectioners. A tiny pink girl is dashing inside like an unstoppable force. Without an ounce of restraint she belts out enthusiastically--]

Okay. Mission Sugar Sweet Sweep is ooon!!

[Maybe she'll work on the name for next time. More importantly there's STUFF here!! Fascinating stuff. And maybe even other people.]

I bet there's all kinds of cool useful stuff here-- oh. But I should get what I came here for first. Mmmmm sugar, sugar... where would I be if...

[She lifts her nose a little and sniffs a bit, like maybe her nose will lead her to the sugar. It can't hurt to try right...?]

Dream Lover, Where Are You

[It feels so surreal and yet when she looks down at her phone to see the notification about the date... that doesn't feel strange at all. In fact she lights up; bouncing on her toes.]

--if I don't hurry I'm gonna be late! There are lots of other people around... sorry, sorry please let me through!

[The person she's looking for... he shouldn't be far from here, right? But she might bump into others looking for their dates or perhaps innocently strolling around in the process too.]

Wildcard.

[Have something else you wanna throw at me? Go right ahead!! You can also catch me on plurk (

cloudatlas) or on discord (vividation) for plotting if you want to!]

sharethememory

Who: Zhongli and you
When: Arrival week
Where: Sunspire and Beyond
Warnings: n/a

1 ❖ Action ❖ Home is where the heart attack is ❖

[ A man dressed in finery and layers both inappropriate for the desert and probably Sunspire itself carries one ball-sized struggling pile of fluff (held at arm's length) and plops it down right outside the unattached plank that is currently being used to serve as a front door to his new lodgings. Sighing, he crosses his arms and in a teacher's voice reprimands: ]

Please wait out here until I have finished cleaning. You are tracking dust in.

[ And with that, Zhongli disappears back into the apartment, "shutting" the door behind him. Only for said puffball to nudge the plank aside and sneak their way back inside. Sometime later, a crash is heard from within and the man comes out again, setting the phuji down once more. Rinse. Repeat.

This has probably happened at least three times now. ]

2 ❖ Action ❖ Work like the rent is due — wait, what?

[ After managing to do some menial labor in exchange for currency, Zhongli is holding up a lemon colored Fanta cap like it might just hold the secrets of the universe. ]

Why is a lemon more valuable than a grape? Could it be size or perhaps scarcity? The former would be quite strange as a melon cannot produce as much as a thousand grapes. And that is not even considering the value of non-Fanta caps, which seem to be the ancient relics of this place.

3 ❖ Dreams ❖ Dream Lover Come Rescue Me ❖

[[ ooc: If you would like a dream, just drop a comment of which one you'd like, and I'd be happy to write you a starter. ♥ ]]

heavyliesthecrown

Who: Tsukasa and you!
When: Arrival days
Where: Sunspire and Beyond
Warnings: n/a

|| ACTION :: MAKARAS DASH ||

[ Tsukasa has seen many things since his time in Imeeji. That includes demons, of course. But somehow, in all that time, he had never been chased by a horde of humanoid crocodile-like creatures. And that isn't easy to do in his current footwear while running across a desert.]

Are you serious right now!?

[His wings are beating frantically, but they aren't lifting him into the air at all. He shoots an arrow and lands a blow toward one of the creatures, but they are quickly gaining ground and it isn't as though he has enough arrows to take them all out. He switches to his sword instead.]

I am not ready to get eaten by a bunch of crocodile demons!

|| ACTION :: Flight Attempts & Magic ||

[He really doesn't know what is wrong with his wings. They never worked properly when he was on Imeeji proper, but during the vague time that... hmm? His memories feel scattered, but he is sure they worked while he was in hell proper. Even more alarming is the fact that he cannot seem to summon any of his swords or hold his balance as he should. Did his Avante powers vanish just like that?

Dramatically he tosses a hand out, as though maybe he just needs to the proper hand gesture.]

YIYA~

[ . . . But nothing happens. Oh, come on!]

|| ACTION :: Singing & Riding ||

[If he is stuck here, then at the very least he is going to have to get a little bit of money if he wants to afford... literally anything. Which is how he has found himself with the local maahes breeders. Breeding is incredibly out of his wheelhouse, but apparently, they enjoy music. And music is something he can do.

And what is more... they are such majestic-looking beasts. *O* He wants one. He wants one so badly. He wants to ride one at the very least.

Which is why he can be found...

A.) singing a love song to help inspire the majestic beasts to... er. Well... love each other.

Or...

B.) He is gallantly riding one for a job well done. And seems to be doing so rather smoothly?]

|| NETWORK ||

un: holyknight

Pardon me. My name is Tsukasa Suou. I am searching for some friends if they are here or if anyone has heard of or seen them? Namely, Persicaria... or Emu. Natsume... though he may more accurately respond to Kohaku. Ritsu, Leo, Sena, or Tenshouin.

Lastly, anyone familiar with Avante en Garde, I would very much like to see and reconvene with you.

Thank you in advance. I hope to get to know everyone else here, and that we find a way back to our respective homes soon.

OH! And one other thing? Please let me know if they sell sunscreen here. It is much too sunny and hot. Thank you again.

((OOC: Profile & Permissions since he is Imeeji CRAU.))

mechspeed

001;

[Whatever form of dream Metal had will remain a mystery to everyone but him; it's not that he has a particular unwillingness to share it at the moment, it's that there are more pressing matters and he's still a guy who loves to prioritise.

So right now, as he reboots from his "sleep" and rises from the sand - it falling from his body in even streams given the rigid architecture of his body - he stands tall, observes his surroundings and then settles upon that top priority; a single question.

Just who the hell is he, anyhow?

His name comes up at least, the only information he does seem to retain, yet any attempt at diving deeper into his system, any path or file he navigates, he simply can't find anything. It's all gone.

The confusion leaves him stood amidst the empty sands as if he were a statue, yet the light reflecting off his chassis might be enough to catch your attention if you're any further than a few feet away.]

002;

[Whatever the situation may be, Metal figures staying out in the desert is no good. The Makaras pose an obvious threat and, while under normal circumstances he's always ready to throw down, the disorientation from his missing memories has mitigated most of his usual mo of kill first ask questions later. He's fast enough to stay out of their path too, thankful he retained his familiarity with his body at the very least.

If he passes by anyone who could probably use a lift out there in the wastes, they're probably getting ignored, sorry.

But find yourself stood just outside of Sunspire and you'll be in the right place at the right time to see Metal arrive - perhaps even hear him beforehand, considering he's essentially a jet engine in robot hedgehog form - moving at high speed yet stopping just in time to avoid a collision with the practice of someone clearly used to operating at such velocity. Despite his deliberate approach however, he gives the pyramid a brief look before turning to address the nearest person.]

What can you tell me about this place?

003;

[Money seems like a practical pursuit. His claws weren't tailored for delicate work, so the min-mins were out, while the issue with the maahes is way too much for an emotionally stunted robot with amnesia, so that just left exploring the old ruin for coffee. Two kilometers really wasn't that much of a distance as far as he was concerned, even without his speed, but his body seemed like it would benefit his survival in the arid climate he was stuck in.

Outside the town and prepared to depart, the jet on his back starts to ignite and whirr into life. Might be worth asking him for a lift, if you're going the same way.]

panzana

1. Arrival: Desert

[Nicola is one of the people unlucky enough to wake up in the middle of the desert, though lucky enough not to find himself in a makara camp, at least. He's never experienced heat like this before in his entire life, so his body is giving him an especially difficult time trying to navigate to civilization or at least a body of water. His movements feel weighed down by his suit, sandy and drenched in sweat, but he knows better than to take it off no matter how badly part of him wants to; it is his skin's only protection from the harsh desert sun, after all, along with his equally sandy and sweaty fedora covering his head.

Eventually, he finally spots another person. Or two of them? He's seeing double. That's definitely a bad sign. Well, he sure hopes they're a local or at least someone who's been here long enough to know their way around the desert. Nicola approaches them as nonchalantly as he can manage, trying to pretend he isn't on the verge of passing out from heat stroke. The voice that escapes his lips makes it obvious how dry his throat is.]

Excuse me, would you happen to know where the closest body of water is?

2. Fair Maiden Tradepost

[Some time after Nicola has settled in town, he's earned enough fanta caps to buy himself a simple outfit to blend in better with the locals, ingredients for a dish that he'd like to try preparing along with some rahwahs that he caught himself, and cheap disposable utensils to eat it with of course. The nearby campground is the perfect place to cook, so he claims one of the unoccupied campfires and begins preparing his dish: Tuscan garlic rahwah skillet with spinach and tomato.

When the delectable aroma wafting through the air as he cooks inevitably attracts someone to his campfire, Nicola regards them with a friendly smile.]

Smells good, doesn't it? You're welcome to help yourself to some once it's finished.

3. Dream: Valentine's Date (open to 20+ characters only)

[It's his first Valentine's Day date with his significant other. Nicola's been looking forward to it so much that he barely got any sleep the past few nights, and of course he's planned out every detail of this special day. This lively park is only their first stop today.

Dressed in a fashionable suit, he already has some fresh crepes in hand when his date arrives. Not a fan of sweets in real life? Well, in this dream you are. As soon as he sees the person he's been waiting for, he approaches you with an expression full of endearment for his special person.]

Buongiorno, my lovely valentine.

[His free arm wraps itself around your waist and pulls you close for a kiss on the lips. The scent of cologne enters your nostrils, but it's subtle enough not to be overbearing. After a few long seconds, Nicola pulls away and gives you a once over, speaking again in a playful tone.]

I bought these crepes for us to eat together, but now I suddenly have the urge to eat you up instead.

4. Wildcard

[Want to do something else? Feel free to PM me or message me on Plurk (

maragidyne) or Discord (monocerosnoctua) to discuss! If your Discord username isn't on the taken list, please give me a heads up before you add me there or I'll probably mistake you for a rando and decline.]

starofeden

[It took a hot (heh) minute but Welt figured out how to use this thing. Not that he was going to use it for making any special introduction like others have already. Instead...]

This is a roll call for the Astral Express crew. This is Welt Yang, please respond. Thank you.

[That's it, that's the message. If anyone does want to find him directly, he will be at Mother Goose Library already researching more about this world.]

holycurse

action

[A young man walks into town, his outfit already dirtied with mud and sand and--did he hurt his shoulder? There's blood and his sleeve's got claw marks in it, but...he seems fine? He's fine. In fact now that he's reached civilization, the first thing he does is cup a hand by his mouth and—]

Junk collection! Junk collection here! Any scraps you want to toss?

action 2

[Oh look, it's the garbageman again! He's...he's juggling hammers in front of the blacksmith shop! His straw hat's sitting on the ground in front of him, having already collected a few fanta caps in it from the locals. There's also a piece of silk lying near it?]

Come one, come all, to the Dragon's Claw Forge! Tools fixed, weapons made, whatever you want, they can do it! Care to come in? Or toss something to me, and I'll juggle it!

[As a side note, in case you're wondering, he washed the blood off his clothes somewhere between this and his earlier entrance. Still ripped though...]

flashiness

1. Galaxydeer Coffee
[ Kafka is decidedly neutral on coffee, but she looks perfectly composed as she has somehow managed to get one of the espresso machines working with the ancient beans. No, she's not drinking it - but she's offering it to any poor sap who wants it in exchange for information. Or just trade for something, she's not running a charity here.

Behind the counter, Kafka's presence alluring - because despite the sinking floor, the decay and the sand that has filtered in, she's managed to make this corner of normalcy to the the newcomers. Coffee wafts from the wheezing espresso machine behind her, a cup radiating heat into the gloom on the counter in front of her..

But should you trust the strange lady making coffee that she isn't partaking in? ]

2. Daybreak District

[ In an entirely different building to her assigned one, Kafka has artfully decorated the previously empty place with the spoils of the coffee shop and local market. It seems that she has taken this as an office - separation of home and work, you understand. Who knows what manner of convincing Kafka did to make the poor locals carry everything for her. The "office" is the least office looking space, with a recently pilfered linoleum floor, a poster for some movie from the 2000s featuring a flexible man, rickety looking sun loungers, a plotting table and an ominous couch in the corner.

She hums to herself as she contents with busywork. If you try sneaking in, Kafka doesn't turn around but instead says to whoever enters. ]

If you're coming in without knocking, have the courtesy to bring a housewarming gift. I don't mind your presence otherwise.

3. Anything

[ anything not covered here idk ]

timidheart

[Okay. So. Mayoi has seen this song and dance before and while speaking up for any reason to a group of people he doesn't know would normally make him want to crawl into the ceiling and die, he knows he can't afford to be so cowardly. Not when they know so little about this place.]

Hello.

I hope you will pardon my abruptness. I wish to discuss things with the people who can view this network.

It seems we have all been displaced from home. This place is desolate and shy of resources, with harsh weather and unknown dangers. It ...would be pertinent to find out everyone's skills and know how. Perhaps find a place where we might meet and discuss our survival.

While this place seems benign for now, it could change in a blink of an eye, and it would be awful to be caught unawares.

I have no desire to do any organizing myself, as I am wretched in dealing with people, but I would like to know if ...there is anyone here who is in need of anything special to survive or lacking in any necessities. I am not a fighter, but I am skilled in scavenging and I have no fear of small, underground spaces. It may not be much, but I can try to help.

That is all.

Ah, no, forgive me. I would like to also know if ...there is anyone here who has been displaced more than once. If you came here not from your home, but from some other strange place. That is all.

- ♧

tincture

Who: Sen Lin'ly and you!!!
When: Arrival week?!
Where: The two event prompts and anywhere else.
Warnings: TBA

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1: home is where the heart attack is (action)

[She's in a pretty bad mood since she knows no one here, and that all of her best people are...well, they're not here.

Which is why her hammering might be unusually aggressive, as she's building this door for her "new apartment". She has her skirts tied up and everything because she hasn't found work clothes to wear yet. But she's doing an extremely good job! That door is looking real good, and the hinges are all aligned!]

Hmph! All I was hoping for was a vacation! [Whack!]

2: work like rent is due tomorrow (action)

[The truth of her bothering to even ruin dive was really not just to complete the request for sugar, but she must find it.

And she did. Which is why she's in an unusual hurry as she darts right past you, delivers the shipment of sugar, receives payment, and then looks at her true trophy: the espresso machine.]

Soon...Soon I will get you working. [There really are espresso machines in Eorzea, don't ask.]

3: anything!

[Just let a girl know. She's a healer primarily! But look, she's pretty good at making stuff!]

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