INTRO MINGLE

[grigori]

cittàgazze: week 0 intro the city of magpies

40 Remain

Whatever you were doing previously, wherever you were, you come back into yourself very abruptly, after going through a haze. Quite literally, as it turns out. You and your daemon are left to wander through a thick, cloying fog, where sights and sounds are muffled. All attempts to call out don't result in much, and your voice is just swallowed up. At least you're not alone—no matter their form, you know who and what they are, and they stick close to you, just as without answers as you are. How unfortunate.

But your feet carry you until, finally, the actual fog clears—at least, enough to let you see the street you walk along—and now your surroundings are a little more apparent. Even if you're far from home, maybe in less than ideal condition at the moment, at least you're not alone in this? Turns out it isn't just the two of you. As if they've walked right out of the fog, themselves, there are others on this long boulevard lined with palm trees, breathing in the stormy sea air, just like you.

Hard to say where you've wound up, and just when in the day, with the storm overhead. It's not night, that's for sure, and it's some sort of city, though it looks a little... worn down. Abandoned. Weird. Where are all the people, besides you? There's movement, occasionally, but whoever it is skitters away and disappears before you have a chance to get a closer look—at first, anyways. Maybe you can catch them after exploring a bit?

... though, maybe you want to change, first? ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 ) Wow, you're really dressed up for... well, what sort of occasion would warrant this...

Some further walking on the boulevard leads you along storefronts of various kinds, but one in particular stands out. Looks like there's a message that's been posted up on a shop bulletin board, standing out due to intent. Just pinned in place, after the rest of it was obviously cleared out in a hurry, with some pages having been torn off and leaving corners and bits behind.

The note's colors seem to change dependent on the angle you're looking at it from, either shimmery gold or silver, with a faint sheen of another color that varies depending on the penmanship.

In handwriting that barely seems legible will read the following: I hope you enjoy my gift!! And don't worry you're ALL beautiful. ;)

In loopy but legible handwriting, with little hearts for the dots over their I's: We'll try to get some answers for you guys, since I'm sure you have a lot of questions. For now, check out the shop for some bags! I'm sorry that it's not much, considering the situation, but if there's anything else you need—there's plenty of other shops around the city. Looking forward to seeing you all soon!!

Just below that in neat handwriting that almost looks straight out of a text book: I know it might be scary to find yourselves in a new place, but I promise that things will be okay. We'll make sure it's okay. Maybe there's something here that you can find out before we can get to you. Try to get along the meantime—we'll talk to you as soon as we can.

And in bubbly handwriting at the bottom: Sorry we can't welcome you in person yet, but we'll be there soon! We're trying to work out some things right now, like how to get your stuff back to you. You're in a safe place, though, so try to take it easy and stick together until we get there, okay? See you soon!

Inside the shop, it's as the message says: there are bags neatly lined up. There's something... enchanted about them, almost, that leads you to the one that is apparently yours, and prevents anyone else from picking up someone else's. (Literally, like they weigh a ton, even if you're normally capable of lifting said ton.) The enchantment wears off once you've claimed your bag. Each one contains:

★ a travel size first aid kit, with bandages, gauze pads, and a little tube of antibiotic ointment
★ a small dessert box of edible sugar flowers
★ a coupon for a meal at the Hotel Nido di Gazza
★ a golden coin, specific to you and your daemon alone

Attached to the side of each satchel is one of those small, single-person umbrellas that come in a variety of patterns and are prone to turning inside out in a stiff breeze or yeeting off the handle when the button is pressed when used too frequently or not just right. There's a note attached in that loopy but legible handwriting saying: sorry, there weren't any better ones in the city. :(


At present, a thick fog and threatening thunderclouds have encased the city. Rain is intermittent, as are the flashes of lightning, but it's a rather oppressive atmosphere to welcome you in with. Any attempts to leave the city walls, or to step off of the boulevard into the unknown (even if you can clearly see the sand of the beach, hear the waves beyond, see a beacon of light cutting through the thick fog), will be met with a feeling of dread and your steps turning you back around into the city proper again. Your daemons may even tug at your clothes with a self preservation instinct that kicks in for the both of you. Isn't it safer here?

welcome to cittàgazze

Hello, everybody! Welcome to the start of the game—please enjoy the weekend zero intro to the fullest, as we get everyone settled in, and feel free to explore the setting to your heart's contents. Additionally, please note two things of particular interest as your characters familiarize themselves with their new home away from home:

The first, of course, being that IC profiles are not ICly available yet. Once they are, we'll let you know. Just make sure you're filling them out this weekend!

The second is that your character does not have their item from home or canon changes of clothes yet. If you'd like to change out of the clothing that you've been so graciously given—why? They're nice, aren't they? Don't you appreciate them? But I guess you can raid the homes and shops of the city, if need be, until further notice. Clothing styles are 90s function over fashion you might find in a humid climate like this one, though there are some... outdated, if simple, trendier styles available.

Let the mods know if you need anything, and enjoy!

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Comments

Local NPC Interactions

[grigori]

[ comment here if you wish to have an interaction with an npc from the world. please note, however, that they will not be full threads. ]

[magichammer]

[ on the boulevard of broken dreams cat hating children, Ulrika stares right back at them ]

What? What do you want?

[powerplay]

[ She's coming into the Boulevard, an orange tabby on her shoulder. With its ears perked up, it and Power, with her horns, are a pair. And she just walks right into the Boulevard and puts her hands on her hips, looking down at the scraggly children, chock full of authority that she does not have whatsoever. ]

You there, human children! You will tell me where this is!

[escardos]

[ hmmm ]

How come your town looks so depressing?

[trickedges]

[ well, look, there's only so long they can be watched before roxis glances at vos, currently in the form of a deer, then back to their current watchers and says: ]

... Yes? Can we help you?

[burnstrike]

[ Well, kids are her specialty and Radheya's in wild dog form right now, so let's go!!!

JUST SO I DON'T MAKE ASSUMPTIONS, these kids don't have any kind of jewel thing on their foreheads or whatever, right... ]

Hey. Do you guys live around here?

[greatdeduction]

[Sholmes, in his sexy nun outfit, a combination of words I will likely repeat to give you all brain damage, just gives all the kids in the boulevard a wide smile! His daemon, in the form of a steel gray-blue bunny, is lounging on his shoulder.]

So, you all are the smartest in town, are you not? I have good word to believe you are.

[He has heard nothing of the sort.]

[linearcrash]

[ Hello kids. ]

What the hell did you do to my clothes, you little goblins?

[perspire]

[ just hiding behind idi, who is currently in the form of a yakety-yak as he approaches the children. which is quite funny as you have a six foot teenager in a sexy nun dress trying to hide behind a four foot tall yak. a]

Ah-- can I ask you a question?

[bloodyromance]

[Spike, after scrambling to get out of the RELIGIOUS ICONOGRAPHY they put him in and putting himself in a tight long-sleeve top and some baggy pants, is feeling a bit ticked off.

So hey, if he sneers at some children and allows his fangs to show just a bit, who cares right.]

Didn't mummy and daddy tell you lot not to stare at strangers? They might just devour you whole.

[He doesn't realize they're staring at the lynx around his neck, and not him.]

[cranelike]

Are we playing a game?

(That's clearly why he can't catch anyone and not because he's a blind grandpa right.)

Alright, Alright, I'll be the oni.

[allyship]

[rochalizo does not have a cat, yay (?). he just has a monkey perched on his shoulder. anyway, he does his best to look imposing, even though honestly he looks kind of beat up right now and a little like he's about to keel over.]

You there, monkeys! [a beat.] And I'm not referring to this creature on my shoulder—small children! You may speak freely. Are you the only ones in this city?

[third_alternative]

[ leaning down to the kids' eye level: ]

Heeeeey there, guys! How long have you been here? Are you...stuck, or anything? Trapped?

[quiz]

[ Reze has no real experience dealing with children, but she does her best impression of someone who does: smiling with familiarity, her head canting slightly as she expresses her curiosity.

All in that latex nun outfit, deer mouse sitting on her shoulder. ]

Are you guys playing a game? Do you mind if I join you?

[yueshen]

[ hello here is one (1) xie lian, still in this terrible costume, san lang on his shoulder. ]

Excuse me. [ to the first group of kids he sees! ] What is this place called?

[malewife]

[ how do you do fellow kids he isn't going to play around here with fluff even if he hasn't found proper replacements for his sexy nun outfit. Joonghyuk's daemon has settled as a hawk just flying around because of... Some disputes. ]

Where is everyone else?

[stinky]

[


rip to all of these kids because he's just barreling through, snatching up kids by their clothes to hold them up and get a look at their face before tossing them aside grumpily.]

Dammit, where's my son...

[callalilies]

[ staring children earn a stare back, what? is it the outfit? he's just trying to do his best. ]

My, my, it looks like the sky's going to open up again any minute now. Should you kids really be out here playing still?

[ kaeya crouches down in his embarrassingly short nun dress, with his umbrella over his head, raising an eyebrow. ]

[aono]

[Rin has a black cat with him, and he's going to look for teenagers closest in age to him to ask a very important question:]

Is there somewhere here that I can get something different to wear?

[He is not about these sexy nun outfits at all.]

[drinkingproblem]

[Still lying in the road like a beached seal. In a bikini. It's fine. If he sees any kids a-snoopin', he'll grin at them, baring his teeth in a dubiously friendly manner.]

Yo. So hell's deep enough I gotta share it with a bunch of brats, huh?

[His daemon, meanwhile, still in a dumb wash basin perched on his back -- decides to wave its tentacles threateningly. They're big tentacles but they're sorta drooping in the rain?? F.]

[spydey]

Hey, kid.

[ whichever kid is closest. ]

Is this your home?

[arcsplainist]

[ Hewwo, Alphinaud is here, wandering down the boulevard, when he spots—kids! ]

Ah! I had thought I saw someone down yonder. Is there aught you have found around here?

[sponsoredby]

[ Kotetsu is going to be approaching the kids to see if they're all okay or not and maybe to ask a few questions. Luckily, his daemon is in (giant) rabbit form right now. ]

Are you all from around here?

[uncoincidental]

[sheba is probably not much older than these kids it's fine


anyway, she's on the boulevard, looking around. her peregrine falcon demon is flying up above her. upon seeing the kids - ]

Oh - hello... [...] ...you've probably seen a lot of us come through, huh? Do you usually get many visitors?

[booksleeves]

[Wow, I'm so late, but she is coming to try to speak to the boulevard kids. Her daemon is not a cat but it is a cute little bunny?]

Hello, there.