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.
Food. Lots of it?
... Huh. That's something, alright. ]
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Robbery is fine if it's food, right?]
We can split everything.
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I was gonna say, everyone's welcome to eat stuff I cook. No trades necessary.
[ But... he looks over at the stuff. The eggs are necessary, and he could probably do something with the rice and some eggs... and the chicken as well. It's not a bad deal. ]
But alright. I can make more with more ingredients anyway.
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[Look, he’s a good boy mostly, but there’s a little streak there. He’s a draggy. Let him live.]
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Whatever works. I'm making food either way. I won't say no to ingredients being brought to me.
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[He leans over the edge of the cart to start separating things into different piles. Thankfully, it doesn't look like he's planning to swindle Yuri out of anything.]
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Just. Y'know. Give him enough eggs and flour to make that okonomiyaki. ]
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There's four dozen eggs, so Yuri gets two dozen and he keeps two. He might have to go back in for containers... The shrimp isn't so bad as long as he doesn't dwaddle--he can put the two shrimp on top of the eggs. The dashi stock and the cheese, though...]
Can you cut it in half?
[The cheese.]
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boy, conveniently he has a wholeass sword on him. Is he going to cut a giant cheese block in half with a katana? You bet your ass he is. ]
Sure. Stand back.
[ He's gonna cut this like a boss. ]