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fracturarpg2020-01-02 10:39 pm
fracturamods) wrote in fracturarpg2020-01-02 10:39 pm
Entry tags:
- ! intro,
- ! mingle,
- - the space,
- 9s,
- akira kurusu,
- baren kumou,
- emma perkins,
- goro majima,
- hajime ichinose,
- hina hikawa,
- hunter,
- itaru chigasaki,
- jiang cheng,
- kangai,
- kino,
- lan wangji,
- lux crownguard,
- minako aino,
- minato arisato,
- mizuki okiura,
- obi-wan kenobi,
- okuni kumou,
- ookurikara,
- rouge,
- royce melborn,
- sephiroth,
- shinobu kocho,
- shuuya kano,
- souji seta,
- takaomi shishimaru,
- tsukasa suou,
- utsutsu miya,
- wei wuxian,
- wen ning,
- xie lian,
- yuri lowell
[mingle] the space (january).
interim mingle
( 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.
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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--Might be one of the things you're missing too, maybe? I don't see why they would handle things like this otherwise.
[Though, haha. He's definitely already starting to get an inkling of what might actually going on with Wen Ning's body here, and it is Probably Not Good. When is anything in their lives anything less, though! It's fine.]
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[Wei Wuxian's probably not wrong, it should be possible to do both, but-- he's had quite a lot restored to him just by being alive. If he doesn't have his core back on top of it-- well, he can't do as much now, but he doesn't feel like he can complain much. He's existed without it for some time already, right?]
It's not as useful as it was before, b-but-- I'll do what I can with it.
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Instead, he reaches out to pat Wen Ning's shoulders helpfully.]
Wen Ning, Wen Ning. Don't worry about things like that here! You should focus on readjusting - both to that body and to this world.
[Don't worry about being useful! He doesn't have any carts full of radishes to pull here, or enemies after his head! (cue Jiang Cheng tumbling from the void in the distance).]
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[And he'll still do his best to be helpful because this is who he is as a person, but he decides this isn't the time to insist on that. He's just going to have to find ways to make himself useful, even without his physical strength or his core.]
Ah, about this world- do you know if there are many of us here?
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From our world, it's only us three so far. In general? I'd say... Mm, twenty-five? Thirty, maybe? I haven't met every new arrival yet, so I can't say for sure.
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Th-that doesn't seem like many, for a place this size... if the market is this large, is it the same everywhere else?
[Is there life outside the Notsco?]
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Oh, yes! The rest of this place is just a giant void. [HE SAYS SO CALMLY.] You can get from one place to another pretty easily, but it's a lot of empty space in between. It's a bit hard to keep track of the passage of time around here because of that, haha. No sun!
[OH WELL so it goes.]
No idea how many people they plan on bringing here, so maybe the size of it indicates what their goals are?
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[All of this is concerning, please don't be so CALM ABOUT IT? How does a place not have a sun, how are they existing in a giant void... he looks so troubled by literally all of this.]
-I hope no one falls into it.
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[And "sunlight" in some places... It's funky. Also, with a bright grin:]
Oh, it's fun to fall into, though! You just float a bit until you find a surface to put your feet on. I'll show you after we get you some new clothes! [He's going to walk upside down on a traintrack and give Wen Ning a heart attack.]
Come, come - the clothing is over this way, past that row of dressers and beds.
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[DON'T GIVE HIM HEART ATTACKS HE IS FRESHLY REVIVED!
...but he's also following easily enough, leaving that duvet behind reluctantly.]
Please, be a little more cautious...
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I am being cautious! I've been plenty cautious, haha. [THE LAUGH SAYS OTHERWISE but look.
Actually don't look. Anyway!! TO THE CLOTHES. He's nyooming on ahead, immediately diving into a pile of whatever looks softest. There's a zebra print sweater in here...]
Oh! What about something like this? We'll need sleeves big enough to fit your arms and those chains of yours.
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but, the clothes... Wen Ning looks over that pile of fabric curiously. None of this is quite what he's used to, but compared to clothes with a bigass hole in them-- well. He can't afford to be picky, and he reaches out to touch the sweater.]
Oh- it feels warm, b-but... isn't it a little bold?
[This pattern is so much.]
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Do you think so? I guess it is a little hard to picture you wearing this. Hm, hm - then how abooout...
[RUMMAGE RUMMAGE. He pulls out, in order:
- a fuzzy white sweater with sequins in different colors
- a sparkly blue and gold shirt that looks like it belongs in a cheerleading outfit
- a sweater that says "god won't let me die" on the front, which he makes a face at
- a bomber jacket with a dog on the back, which he makes an even worse face at
- the chosen shrimpmingo.
Immediately, the stream of not this and absolutely not stops broadcasting mentally, and Wei Wuxian plucks it out with delight.]
Here! What about this one? How's this?
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The chosen flamingo.
Which Wen Ning looks at with not a small amount of trepidation.]
A-are you sure?
[Wei Wuxian sounds so happy with it though...]
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[Endearing and vaguely doofy...
He holds the sweater out, making grabby hands for the one Wen Ning is holding. He can tell he likes that one too so it'll also end up in Wen Ning's possession eventually, BUT FOR NOW. FULL MINGO.]
Try it on!
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[HE DOESN'T SEE IT, they're so bright? And he doesn't view himself as especially birdlike...?
But if that's what Wei Wuxian's picked, then Wen Ning will do it. He doesn't bother removing his existing shirt to slip the sweater over his head, though he wraps the chains around his wrists and forearms so he doesn't need to worry about them getting stuck in the sleeve holes.
In the process, he engages whatever little button makes the shrimps light up while the sweater is halfway on, and yelps as there are suddenly little lights in his face-- he can't see, they're bright, send help]
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Wen Ning—! Look at that! The little shrimp light up! Isn't that wonderful?!
[WHY IS HE SO IN LOVE WITH THIS TERRIBLE SWEATER...]
--How does it feel? Is it comfortable? Here!
[Does Wen Ning need help shoving it on the rest of the way, because Wei Wuxian will help.]
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[His eyes are watering slightly when Wei Wuxian helps him shove the sweater the rest of the way on, but he's not crying again, thankfully. It's just from having shrimp lights directly in his poor eyes, which is up there on the list of things I didn't think I'd need to type before Wei Wuxian happened.]
But it is comfortable.
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We can figure out how to turn them back off. That way you can take a break if you need to! [Though he personally would always have his shrimp lights on, if he had shrimp lights to wear at all...
But comfortable is nice! That's one mission successfully accomplished, as far as he's concerned.]
Good, good! Pants next, then.
[Be glad there are no matching shrimp light pants.]
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Anyway thank god there are no matching pants.]
I-I'd rather not attract too much attention with it...
[So while Wei Wuxian is handling the pants situation, Wen Ning is busy inspecting the sweater to find a way to turn them off. They came on, so it must be here somewhere?...]
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Anyway he'll leave Wen Ning to try figuring that out for now GODSPEED WEN NING!! He'll rummage through another nearby rack in the meantime, looking for pants that seem soft and comfortable. Wen Ning deserves comfy things to wear if he can feel the things he's wearing again!]
What about something like this? [Sweatpants with cheeseburgers on them...] Oh - they come in plain colors, too!
[Picking up a soft-looking white pair! As he's rubbing his thumb across the fabric:] Maybe I should get one of these, too...
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Do you think so...?
[Just looking from the pants, to Wei Wuxian, to the pants... and then he nods.]
I-if you'd like them, then you should.
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Mm, I think I will!
[Not in white though, white ain't his color scheme. He'll toss the white pair over toward Wen Ning and rummage through the racks until he finds a black pair for himself, because of course.]
I wonder if these have pockets...
[As he starts feeling up a pair of pants.]
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Anyway he's doing the same thing as before and just putting these pants on over his existing clothes, because Wei Wuxian may have gotten him to remove his shirt but anything else is not happening in public, thank you!]
Oh, should they...?
[He's checking as well, because a pocket would be pretty useful-- and ah, there it is. There are two of them, how useful is that-- he's already gently stuffing his pockets full of those pouches.]
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Mm, pants with pockets! They're a wonderful invention, especially when the pockets are much bigger than you first think.
[He'll join Wen Ning in putting pants on over his pants because that's just the cool thing to do these days, patting his empty pockets once he's done. These bad boys will fit so many memes.]
How is it? Comfortable and warm enough for you?
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i'm glad i have so many chances to use this icon specifically
HE SUFFERS SO MUCH...
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