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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[totally noting that he isn't agreeing or denying, so he's just gonna assume she is KIND OF A JERK but also kind of not. somewhere in the middle??]
Is it. . . a bathhouse for spirits?
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[Ghibli grey area. It's fine.]
Yes. When night falls, spirits come to the bathhouse to be replenished.
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[Akira Kurusu of a thousand questions]
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Replenished. [A pause.] They go to be pampered. To soak, or be washed, and be fed so long as they have money.
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[but he sees what Haku means]
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They're spirits. You think humans are the only ones who need to be replenished?
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Then what? Rested? Spirits don't need to sleep for the same reasons.
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Refreshed, maybe?
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[suddenly the use of the word replenished makes sense]
So it's kind of like eating?
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When they leave, they should feel replenished, or we haven't done a good job.
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[an understanding nod. NOW IT ALL MAKES SENSE. you're still a ye olde though, Haku]
How do you get into that sort of business, anyway?