intro log.

[fracturamods]

welcome mingle

( AND SO IT BEGINS. )

There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.

When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably.

The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.

Well - that, and all the people who seem to have woken up alongside you, lost and also probably Doing Their Best™.

There's no need to fret that much though. It's hard to say exactly where you're going next, even though some places might feel a little bit more like a clue, but what you do know is one unshakeable thing:

There's still much more ahead of you.

Comments

[unmuted]

[... not someone who knows about sura, then.]

It doesn't seem as though there's much of a choice.

[counterclocked]

Not quite the attitude I would have approached this with, but I guess you aren't wrong, either. You ready to go, or do you want to look around here a little bit more first?

[unmuted]

There doesn't seem to be anything worthwhile around here. Let's go.

[counterclocked]

Okay.

[Off he goes! In a random direction, because he has no idea where anything is. This void is wild.]

Hey, if we're going to be exploring buddies [stop], maybe we should get to know each other a little bit?

[unmuted]

[a large part of him wants to just go "no", but the part that, unfortunately, has feelings whispers something akin to "don't be an asshole".]

... How so?

[counterclocked]

I don’t know. Icebreakers are a good place to start, I guess? Like... What do you do back home?

[unmuted]

Sleep.

[counterclocked]

I mean, yeah... I think that’s pretty universal.

[He pauses, though, waiting for him to expand on that or give an additional answer.]

[unmuted]

[...

there is no additional answer.]

[counterclocked]

[The silence stretches on until it's incredibly uncomfortable (for him, at least), before:]

And when you aren't sleeping...?

[unmuted]

I'm usually sleeping.

[counterclocked]

That kind of seems like something you might want to see a doctor about. Unless, uh... It's normal for you?

[His eyes flick up to the horns again for a second.]

[unmuted]

You worry needlessly. It is, in fact, ordinary for my kind.

[counterclocked]

And your kind is...?

[After a second:]

Unless that's rude. You can tell me if it's rude.

[unmuted]

... It isn't. It would not have been difficult to guess for most, but such is how different worlds work, apparently.

Nastika. Of the dragon clan.

[counterclocked]

...Dragon clan, like, you own dragons, or is it more a spirit animal kind of thing?

[Either way, he clearly thinks it’s cool.]

[unmuted]

It means I am a dragon.

[counterclocked]

[this is the best way i can describe what his expression does]

Oh my god. You can turn into a dragon? Or - you're a dragon who can sometimes look like this?!

[He's Very Excited.]

[unmuted]

[okay, taksaka can't help but smile a little. hehehe!]

I can turn into one.

[counterclocked]

Oh my god.

[He sounds no less excited, but the obvious next question is—]

Can I see?

[unmuted]

... I'd probably end up breaking this space if I took that form.

[he big

also it's one of his fragments but he doesn't know that yet]