f̶r̶a̶c̶t̶u̶r̶a̶ (
fracturamods) wrote in
fracturarpg2019-12-01 08:05 am
Entry tags:
intro log.
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.
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.

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[well fine, he's just gonna slip the cat hear headband onto his own head. NOW HE JINGLES]
I guess that's true.
Especially when Christmas is nine months from now.
[he thinks it's March. . .]
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[Yeah she
doesn't know what that is, bro]
Is that also Catonese?
[Why is this happening]
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[closes mouth]
Yes. It is.
[WHY IS THIS HAPPENING]
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Or else you'll be spending the holiday with us.
[SHE MAKES IT SOUND SO OMINOUS when lbr it'd be a great party]
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[trying to mask his amusement. . . and failing. . .]
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Ha! Perish the thought. I'm a master of refined entertainment, I'll have you know~
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[her attempt at a joke. . . failed. . .]
In fact, you could say I'm looking forward to it now.
[is he. . .?]
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\8|/]
As if my emperor would dare allow me to engage with the riffraff... well, I suppose he has no choice at the moment, but--
[\8|/ She's a high class lady??? In her santa hat??? Just saying!!!]
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[well, that's unexpected]