destinystrings | The Search for the Newcomers, January 2012 Edition.

New Arrivals

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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.
Music: This

[FOR THOSE IN THE CITY:]
It was Grand Prix frenzy by this time. The streets were filled with people watching every available television screen, crowds in the bigger areas of Scorpio district with the larger screen.

Now the HORUS detection system was working again. The device allowed everyone to spot abnormalities; and while it was being re-tuned to work with the appearing buildings, 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...

But why are everyone huddle around large televisions screens for some reason?

[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.]

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Yes, magic! Ho ho ho. I see you're quite the enthusiast.

Hmm, yes, the old man in the mask WAS obnoxiously vague for us too. And you don't even get a welcoming party like we did. Don't worry, it wasn't much to crow about.

This is Hinoto-ri. Virgo district, in fact. You should consider yourself fortunate. There are rougher places to show up, and rougher times of the day to boot.

[He's going to ignore the magic subject for now, tempting as it is not to.]

Hinoto-Ri? I'm definitely not in Mobius now, that's for sure. Then how did I even get here anyway? Last thing I remember, I was...

[... defeated by two Sonics and sent to a time where nothing exists. Maybe this is how he got out.]

... going out for some laundry.

Laundry, yes. You have that domestic air about you.

*She's calling bullshit and she's not really hiding it that well.*

The same way we all came here. The man in the butterfly mask called us, and here we are. WRETCHEDLY inconvenient, but it works out better for some of us. I've rather settled in myself.

Oh, deary deary me. Where ARE my manners. Oh, I'd forget my head if it wasn't screwed on. I am Misery. Local witch, potionmaker and alchemist. Charmed, I'm certain.

["Urgh. You probably think you're so clever with that bit of wordplay."

Not that the doctor has a good time hiding his disdain either. He extends a right arm out from his back, waving it along with his introduction like a conductor's baton to an orchestra.]

Yes. Right. Well, my name is Dr. Eggman, scientist extraordinaire. So you'll have to excuse my, eh... doubts... in your hocus-pocus.

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You'd hardly be the first scientist who needed to be persuaded. I will assure you that such an attitude will cause you no end of headaches in a places like this, though. Still, I suppose everybody has the right to their own opinions, even when they're wrong.

*Oh ho, the smell in the air. It is that of trolling potential. She likes it.*

[A lone bead of sweat trickles down the back of the doctor's head. That's what it felt like, at least. Eggman ignores it and waves the left arm at Misery's direction in accompaniment with his verbal counterattack.]

What opinion!? It's inherently illogical that people would label anomalies they don't understand as magic! Everything has an explanation even if science hasn't advanced far enough to figure it out. They're the ones who are wrong, not me!

Oh deary deary me. That's quite the reaction! I get the feeling you don't like being wrong too often! That's hardly a sporting attitude for a scientist. Ho ho ho! Well then, I wonder how much your science can explain something like this?

*She chants something, and a can of iced coffee appears in front of her. She takes it.*

Don't be TOO worried. It's from my own refrigerator. I keep it well organized for moments like these. Makes things taste better.

*She cracks open the can and drinks. Tastes like irritation. Mmm.*

It's just a simple act of transporting matter from a location clearly visualized. The means lack technological aid, but that doesn't mean it's physically impossible.

[He can do it himself if he had the technology! You'd almost think it's magic.]

It happened. Therefore, it is possible as well as ripe for harnessing. What it isn't is magic. Now that was a QED if I've ever heard one.

Ooohohohoohohohohooooh!

[Beat that laugh, Misery.]

Oh my, yes. I see you've got this all figured out! Clearly, I obtained this through purely willing science to happen.

How magical, wouldn't you say?

*We got a live one here folks. Ho ho.*

Anyway, I dare say you have more important things to do than prattling here with me about such things. Figuring out where your stuff went, for instance.

[Oh, this woman. While Eggman would have liked to make a rebuttal, he jumps at the realization.]

Th-that's right! All I have is my hovercraft! How... Where...

... You know, don't you?

Mmm, not the exact room or the building, but in a way yes. I'm afraid you'll have to get more details from Town Hall. They pretty much expect this sort of thing these days.

Urgh, fine...

[Being a global terrorist and most wanted man on Mobius should have no bearing here.]

Then where is Town Hall if you would be so kind?

Ah, that would be the Leo district! One district over to the West, I believe. Of course, I COULD simply teleport you there myself. Consider it a service to our latest "hero."

I'm fine, thanks!

[He pauses for a moment and looks behind.]

... I'll go as soon as I get my blasted Egg Mobile running again.

Don't say I never offered. I DO hope you enjoy your stay here. Ho ho ho.

*And off she goes.*

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