fracturarpg | [mingle] the space (january).

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( WELCOME BACK, TRAVELERS. )

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. Or did you get something back recently?

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. It might've changed since the last time you saw it.

You might have changed since the last time you saw yourself too - perhaps with a new emblem on your clothes, or a portrait on your skin.

There's no need to fret that much though. You've already gone through the ordeal once, and you might be able to see results from it. Even so, it's best that you don't get too comfortable, because there is still the unshakeable feeling:

There's still much more ahead of you.

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[Wow this is exactly like Okuni THE SIMILARITY IS SO STRONG... He claps along in delight, as if he's listening to a great masterpiece being played and not a loud obnoxious vuvuzela buzz from hell.]

Quite the set of lungs you have! That's amazing! How long can you play a single note? I want to see!

[HE HAS TO SHOUT TO BE HEARD and yet he's still enjoying this, god.]

[This is so unfortunate.

Because Baren is, in all honesty, the annoyingly persistent of the twins.

He pulls back - to cheat and get a chance to breathe, but also - ]

I can do better than that, watch this.

[Which is why he's going to start placing a kazoo cover of Careless Whisper over the Fantasy Costco Intercom, even though the reference is lost on WWX.

He still thinks this is hilarious.]

[THE REFERENCE MAY BE LOST ON HIM but he thinks it's hilarious just by virtue of Baren going from an annoying vuvuzela sound to an annoying rendition of elevator jazz.]

Ooh, you're right! People should pay you to come to concerts, you know! How lucky are we, getting a free show? I should find you another one of those— [MAKES A VAGUE GESTURE THAT MAKES NO SENSE.] --the balls you hang from the ceiling! The reflective ones!

[Please envision Baren playing kazoo Careless Whisper on stage under the romantic light of a disco ball.]

[Okay now Baren is just going to actually pause where it make sense in the song to just. Lose his shit at that.]

A disco ball?! What decade is this?

Everyone's gonna put skates on their feet in order to get into the show, then.

[He will absolutely not perform for this crowd but he wants this event to happen.]

Yes! [HE KNOWS HOW TO SKATE NOW AND HE'S READY TO USE HIS KNOWLEDGE.] I can teach anyone who doesn't know! And anyone who can't learn fast enough, we can just tie them all together with a rope so they can be led around by someone who can skate!

[Yeah sure that's one way of dealing with it.]

Well that'd be way too easy - they might as well be in a situation where they're forced to learn! We can put legos all over the floor so that if they fall, they'll pay the price. That's incentive to get better!

[oR YOU'LL SKATE RIGHT OVER THE LEGOS]

[IF THEY FALL THEY'LL GOUGE THEIR EYES OUT WITH TINY LITTLE COLORFUL PLASTIC CUBES, THAT'S TERRIBLE.]

Not sure what that is! [Cheerfully...] But any incentive to get better is a good one, so that sounds fine by me. Maybe we could grease the floor, too? So they know how to skate through rough terrain!

[Now he just wants people to fucking perish.]

Oh, that won't be hard to find, I saw a vat of gravy when I was walking around earlier.

[He puts his mouth on the kazoo again to make a triumphant little victory buzz with it.]

Sounds like a party to me.

[P...... PARTY SATAN]

[FUCKIN PARTY SATAN. Wei Wuxian claps his hands together once, looking far too pleased with all of this.]

We should be able to find enough rollerblades for everyone here! You can only grab things in ridiculous numbers or if they're huge.

[It's a very funny store... But it works in their favor here!]

How many people are wandering around this place again? Did anyone get a headcount?

[it's

sort of an important question but moreso-]

We should be able to get a pair for everyone if we're buying in bulk.

Oh, without a doubt! There are only... [DOING SOME MENTAL MATH HRGH.] -Thirty, maybe? Can't be more than fifty, I'd say. Not really sure how many people are going to appear this time around, though.

[Said with a gentle, sloping shrug. WHO KNOWS this place is a wild mystery, he's just along for the ride and also to shove people into rollerblades.]

Are you used to people appearing and disappearing?

[a beat]

And not just in an 'abandonment issues hiding behind a corner' way.

[that was going to be in brackets initially but then i realized baren would say it out loud so]

Hah! [BAREN IS TERRIBLE and of course Wei Wuxian finds it hilarious, being a gremlin himself.]

I am, I suppose - it's the nature of the field I work in. [He'll never get tired of these STUPID FUCKING GHOSTBUSTING NECROMANCER JOKES.] But that's the way this place seems to work in general, from the very few possible patterns we're seeing built up so far.

And how much time have you had to observe these patterns exactly?

[can you believe that this is the closest baren's gotten in terms of actually like

learning about this place]

[This is what happens when you're chaotic chaotic aligned.]

Only a few weeks. Maybe a month? ["Only".] And only one visit to a different world to go off of, but I have a pretty good feeling about this guess!

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