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

[givethemhell]

[YA GOT HIM THERE. Instead of acknowledging that, though, he just bowls right along.]

Not the faintest clue, unfortunately. It can't be that much longer, though... I'll run out of new drinks to try if that's the case. Can't have that!

[unmuted]

[.........................]

[givethemhell]

Oh - don't tell me you haven't tried them yet! Come, come - this way! You really should. They're wonderful.

[Because that is absolutely what that judgmental silence meant... yes.]

[unmuted]

... As long as they don't contain vegetables.

[givethemhell]

Not a fan? I don't think they do, though!

[Do coffee beans count?? Cacao beans?? Maybe it's safer to just err on the side of flavored steamers.]

[unmuted]

Then it should be acceptable.

[please be safe or else taksaka will spit it out at you.]

[givethemhell]

[Good thing he already learned about coffee beans or he'd be getting a face full of spitcoffee.]

What sort of flavors do you like, then? Fruits? Honey?

[unmuted]

... Honey should be fine.

[givethemhell]

A good choice! How sweet do you like your sweet things, by the way? Very? Only a little?

[He is absolutely going to ask for a heap of whipped cream if it's "very".]

[unmuted]

I'm fine with either.

[givethemhell]

Good, good!

[A WHOLE LOTTA WHIPPED CREAM IT IS, THEN. He'll bounce on over to the mystery barista, placing his order. When he bounces back over, it's with what's essentially a hot milk and honey, but with whipped cream.]

Here - give that a try!

[unmuted]

[...

the whipped cream makes him a little depresso, since it reminds him of the cakes ian made, but anyway.

he gulps the entire thing down in one go.]

[givethemhell]

[SORRY FOR THE SURPRISE DEPRESSO but also what the heck.]

—Could you even taste anything like that? Do you want another?

[unmuted]

[he wipes his mouth with his sleeve.]

... Not bad. I wouldn't be opposed.

[givethemhell]

[YOU KNOW WHAT good enough for him, he considers this a victory and hops back to the counter to order two more! One he keeps for himself, though he's not as liberal with his drinking and just sips at it after holding the other out.]

There's something nice about sweet, warm drinks, isn't there?

[unmuted]

Better than cold drinks.

[givethemhell]

Even on hot days? Any other time and I'd agree with you, though!

[He'd never have survived the Yunmeng heat if he only drank hot drinks, though.]