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

[counterclocked]

Right... Like an accountant being guilty of tax fraud, yeah? I get what you mean.

[It's not remotely fine, but like, it's fine. He shakes his head.]

They're my teachers. They have... experimental methods, I guess? [But.] As long as they aren't here, I'm more worried about who or what brought us here. You know?

[soulburns]

Yeah, I don't really get any of that either - something about souls being in pieces? But mine seems like it's all in the right spot...! I think...

[fuck if he really knows

anyway,]

Jeeze, even if they're teachers, that sounds really strict.... I'll keep an eye out for them!! But let me know if you ever need anything, alright? Galo Thymos'll come to your rescue anytime!

[counterclocked]

Really? So you don't feel, like, off or weird at all...? Because, maybe it's just me, but it feels like there's something wrong. I don't know if it has to do with my soul, though.

[He can't help but smile a little bit at that; calling them strict seems to amuse him, if nothing else.]

Ah, right, I didn't introduce myself... I'm Hunter. Nice to meet you, Galo.

[soulburns]

Mm, I've got a couple of weird feelings but... I did the inventory!! Still wanna fight fires? Check! Still wanna help people? Check! All the necessary parts to being Galo Thymos are here!

[why is the checklist only two items long]

But it's good to meetcha, Hunter. Maybe we should go and see about those clothes for you or else you'll give another medic a heart attack.

[counterclocked]

Right, but... If it's missing, would you even know to ask about it? Like, what if the concept itself is gone?

[But that's a little frightening even for him, so he gives a nod.]

Yeah, probably not a bad idea. You think there's a good place to toss these out once I find something else...? I mean, I'm assuming there isn't a void Goodwill, or that they'd want these even if they existed.

[soulburns]

[oh




oh fuck]

.... You ask a lot of good questions....

[counterclocked]

[Hm.]

I kind of feel like I should apologize, when you say it like that...?

[soulburns]

Huh? How come? I said they were good!

[GALO IS VERY MUCH AN IDIOT but he's gonna wander off anyway...]

Anyway, maybe you can get a backpack or something for your old clothes? Or else someone'll find them and start screaming over a stabbing that didn't happen.

I don't have an answer for your uh... disappearing concept question though. I'm not great at thinking super deeply about stuff like that... but I'm sure it'll all come back eventually!

[counterclocked]

[And off Hunter goes right behind him, following along!]

A backpack isn't a bad idea. Even better if it stops people from freaking out, right? So... Have you found a clothing store or anything here yet?

[To his second point, there's just a small smile.]

...Right. We'll make sure to figure it out.

[soulburns]

Not clothing but there's a huuuuuuuuuge store!! So we can try there?

[hope hunter wants a package of 10 different shirts]

But yeah yeah, that's the spirit!! As long as we keep trying, everything'll work out the way it should.

[counterclocked]

Okay.

[He nods his agreement, but as they go:]

So, a firefighter, huh? That's pretty impressive. How'd you get into that?

[soulburns]

Haha, I was saved!! As a kid, Gov Kray sacrificed a whole lot to make sure that I could get out of my own burning home safely!

[he's all big grins and bright smiles]

I think it'd be really awesome - to even get close to being that impressive! I wanna be a hero too, you know?

[counterclocked]

[He looks concerned for a moment when Galo mentions the whole burning house thing, but... If he's so positive about the situation, it feels wrong to bring that down by bringing up how awful it could have been.]

I mean, if you fight fires for a living, aren't you kind of already there? I mean, how many lives have you saved?