The Search for the Newcomers, December 2012 Edition.

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Who: Open to Everyone, but only Newly Accepted Characters can start threads.
Where: All around the city! They appear where you want them to appear.
Summary: Newcomers arrive and by now the Government is more ready and sends everyone out to go people hunting.
Warnings: ARRIVALS. Also assume the first thread is the ones who tell you about the city, and the other tags for the character can be talking with others in the city and learning more about it.

[FOR THOSE IN THE CITY:]
They were getting much better at this, it was for certain.

Last month's initial testing of the HORUS system had worked really well. The device which allowed everyone to spot abnormalities; and now even more refined, they could hone in on newcomers at a much faster pace. The leftover energy from the travel (commonly called Magatama Residue) gave them a few minutes to find them before it would flicker out.

Combined with the fact they could appear in most parts of the city, it made finding the newcomers was both easy yet frustratingly difficult.

As the blips appear on your own radar function, it was also nice enough to calculate for you the best transport and destination routes to take to get there. Speed was of the essence, after all.

[FOR THOSE WHO JUST ARRIVED:]
You're not in your homeworld anymore. That much is evident. So how do you feel? Happy? Sad? Troubled? A little of all three? No matter what, the memories of a butterfly man named Philemon are fading like a dream; you'll remember the details, but perhaps not everything he has said.

There is one word that stays with you, however.

Persona.

So...here to save the city, huh? First you'll need to find out more information. And who knows, maybe a familiar face or two...

[OOC: As stated above, only new characters can start a thread, but feel free to jump in any of them. characters arrive with their clothing and whatever items they had on them the moment they were taken; the remaining items will be later found in their apartments.]

Comments

[tyrantball]

On the one hand, Desco was purpose-built to be The Ultimate Little Sister.

On the other, you're weird and trying to take Big Sis's place, so have DEATH BY LASER.

"Yog-Sothoth!"

...nothing happened.

[abmoemination]

Good going, Desco. All that served to do was increase the amount of doki this alien's heart was capable of. At this rate, she may end up passing Mahiro.

"So cute!" Both of her hands found their way to her chin as she gushed over her. "You'll be the perfect addition to the family I plan to start here. Are you ready to be an aunt?"

[tyrantball]

"Yog-Sothoth!"

Nothing happens.

"YOG-SOTHOTH! YOG-SOTHOTH! YOG-SOTHOTH!"

Why is there no LASERY DEATH?!

This is just too much for Desco. Time to start crying!

[abmoemination]

Oh no, something Nyaruko certainly wasn't prepared for. She's never had to deal with a crying child, much less one that screamed in her language.

"Come on, you don't have to throw a temper tantrum." Softly pleading. "Do I have to turn into my true form to soothe your aching heart, imouto?"

Intentionally using Japanese. Because no one could out-otaku her.

[tyrantball]

When Desco hears 'true form' she just starts crying harder.

"W-why can't Desco transform?! Desco can't be a Final Boss without her magnificent true form!"

[abmoemination]

"But you can be a Final Boss without that." Nyaruko found herself insisting regardless of whether it's true or not. "You crack the whip, they'll play the game ufufu..."

Slowly she would convert her to her side. Somehow. A creature this divine (or lack thereof) definitely deserved her love and affection unlike that pig disgusting Cthuko.

[tyrantball]

And suddenly she's angry instead of crying as she snaps at you.

"Desco had to grind all the way up to level 100 to unlock her true form! And now Desco's hard work slaughtering trash mobs means NOTHING!"

[abmoemination]

"Only level one hundred?" That didn't sound too impressive to her, but oh no. "They made you grind on trash?! What kind of horrible world did you come from?"

A world where levels were determined by leveling off of trash. That sort of place could only be known as a Hell unlike any other.

[tyrantball]

Desco is the Final Boss, okay? ALL mobs are trash mobs to her. That's just how it works.

"In the postgame Desco got all the way up to level 9999!"

[abmoemination]

"Wha?" Nyaruko's eyes widened. "Over nine thousand?!"

Where is a scouter to crush when it's needed? Regardless of the references to overplayed memes, this alien found herself impressed by the other... whatever she was.

"Did you get a new form for every thousand level? Every hundred level? Every tenth level?!"

[tyrantball]

She goes on the defensive at the sudden barrage of questions, holding a pair of tentacles in front of her like a shield.

"Why would Desco need more than three transformations?!"

[abmoemination]

"Because the more you have, the better."

Why else? Nyaruko is a firm believer in showing off as much as one can and if given the opportunity, she'll do so gladly.

"I have over nine hundred forms myself. I'd show you, but I'm afraid you might lose your grip on reality gyahahaha!"

[tyrantball]

OVER NINE HUNDREEEEEED?!

Desco scowls.

"That is too many! Nobody would play a game with such an unbalanced Final Boss!"

Desco has a sudden epiphany at this, and blinks in realization. (Only the eyes on her thighs, though, because she really doesn't want to leave any openings for you.)

So this is what Valzy felt like that one time.