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INTRO MINGLE
cittàgazze: week 0 intro
the city of magpies
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
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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[Revali isn't so kind he'd give their captors the benefit of doubt or something, really]
Do you see anything else other than this ridiculous outfit?
[He asks that and immediately starts feeling annoyance and dread. Ooooh boy, judging by other stuff others have said to him, he can already take a guess what the reply may be.
Go ahead, Ulrika!]
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I mean, I'm not judging you or anything... but doesn't get really hot in a full body suit? And aren't the feathers itchy?
[ though, it is really well made... she doesn't see any zippers anywhere! ]
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It's not a costume!
[Okay he pretty much shouted that. Geez! Something about she thinking this was a costume seems to have ticked him off more than the many other times people thought he wasn't a real bird man]
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Okay, okay, it's not a costume, it's a lifestyle or whatever!
[ maybe this is like Pepperoni insisting he was a tiny cute fairy... ]
I just haven't ever seen anyone that looks like that before! Except harpies, I guess, but that's different!
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You and half of the people around here!
[More like only three or four people have seen something even remotely similar to him]
I'm going to make this clear: yes, I'm a bird. No, I'm not giant. No, you don't have a concussion. I'm a Rito.
[He probably is forgetting what a few people asked and said about him, really]
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A Rito... I see...
[ she does not see ]
Wait, how could you be a giant? You're not that tall, it's common sense!
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[Yeah he doesn't get it either. It's somewhat surprising to him that this one could see that no, he's not giant]
But there are Rito far taller than I am. I'm not particularly tall.
[It possibly is because really, Revali is still young. He even had a growth spurt or something during canon because at one point he started being taller without any explanation. Either that or the animators lost track of how tall he was supposed to be, who knows]
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Well, don't worry about it, I'm sure you'll get there someday if you work hard enough.
[ there, problem solved! Albin in her pocket even sneezes in agreement. yes, better let this one lie... ]
So, uh, what was the issue again?
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[There he goes, sneaking into the conversation some praise for himself. Great]
Nevermind whatever issue there was. At this point complaining, albeit cathartic, isn't going to help.
[I want to believe he complained to at least half of the population of the game before he decided he had enough complaining, as if he had to made sure everyone was fully aware Revali, Champion of the Rito, didn't like the nun costume]
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That's the spirit. Let's go scrounge up something better to wear! Besides, black? So not your color.
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[He shrugs]
I'll accept suggestions if you find anything worthwhile, although of course, I have the right to say no.
[As if coming along to look for better clothes is this huuuuuge magnanimous compromise instead of something he was going to do anyway]
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[ all the cool people wear capes or scarves in Mana Khemia, and i wish i was joking about that, it isn't even remotely related to the fact that... those are the easiest for bird man to wear lmao ]
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[Revali says that a bit more eagerly than one would expect from someone like him. He even responded pretty quickly, hah!
Maybe he misses the scarf he got as Champion]
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Uh, yeah, probably! You should give red a shot too though. It's a bold, passionate color that really sends a message!
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[He poses]
My striking presence would benefit from something that will draw all eyes to me, wouldn't it? Something red is a start!
[Oh god no]
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so he's like that huh. like Goto at times. well, she knows how to deal with that! by ignoring it ]
Uh, yeah, sure, so let's go look for something! Somewhere else. I don't think there's anything here.
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If you say so.
[As much as he kind of hates it, he'll have to follow along instead of taking the lead]
Perhaps it's fortunate that, despite how ruinous the city looks, the stores still have enough for us all to take. It all probably was set for us.
[...well, his guess is that if they miraculously find something 100% suitable for him it's proof the contents of the stores is specifically for everyone who got summoned here. The hypothesis is wrong, but hey, while going around at least he's trying to figure out things. The more they know, the better]
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[ less catering to the captives, in her version ]