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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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[ Not her fault! Sorry. ]
Who are you?
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[ RUDE. Cat or bust. ]
I am a fiend. And you smell human, but you also smell a little bit like someone I know.
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[ He expression shifts; hardened. There was only one person recently that she had been close to to warrant that response. ]
You smell Denji.
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You know Denji? I've never seen you before. [ Rip Power stuck in Makima's basement during this entire arc. And she frowns, her expression hardening equally. ] Who are you?
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He wanted to keep me a secret, I guess. [ She remembers him paired with that shark boy after biting off his tongue... but not her. ] A friend? He came to the cafe I worked at a lot. Like a weirdo.
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A friend of Denji's? He does like pretty girls. [ Because he's shallow and dumb and Denji, the boy with dumb dreams. She just sniffs again, frowning. ] A secret? Why?
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[ Just girlie things :) ]
I dunno. [ Makima -- And because he had no idea who she was, always assuming she was just a normal girl. She really appreciated his stupidity.
Still, she shakes her head and shrugs her shoulders like she is genuinely just as confused. ] I remember him telling me that he was a Devil Hunter, so maybe he just wanted to keep me separated from it? I couldn't tell you.
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...Bah! Doesn't matter! [ She moves on! No point in thinking about all that wahtever, who cares? ] I suppose if you are a friend of Denji's, then you are maybe worth listening to!
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Hahaha! Isn't he your friend? Shouldn't you, like, be saying he's super cool~ or something like that? [ Denji would probably shit himself, considering how this girl in particular seems to respond to anything. An obvious lie that would come naturally from her lips; Reze would pay to see his reaction. ]
Well it seems like we're with a bunch of strangers, so it'd be good to pair up with someone familiar... even if it's only because of a mutual friend. [ She says, with a nod. ] I'd like it if we could at least be friends.
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[ Power would never compliment Denji a day in his life. However, he is her friend, but Reze doesn't need to know that! ]
Hmm. [ She's considering this friendship branch, though. Now, she isn't against this necessarily -- only that she would never see a human she just met as an equal is the problem. ]
I supopse I will accept your strategy, human -- but you must share with me everything you know!
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[ She shifts her weight onto one foot. ]
I know that the adults all left because there's apparently people coming -- people that might wanna hurt them? The kids didn't make it clear, but they said that these "spectres" would leave them alone.
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[ Those brats. Coming onto HER lawn (no) and telling her cats are evil. The audacity. Unfortunately, she completely owned that evil reputation. ]
So it's some kind of devil, spectre, something terrorising them, maybe keeping us here? 'Tis a strange place I shouldn't be in.
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[ Never mind that she is definitely not human and Reze clearly recognizes that. ]
I can only assume... I started to think that the spectre they spoke about are the people meant to come meet us here.
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[ Which, really, is just a self-bolstering way of making it sound like she totally could eat children to lift her supposed terrifying devil reputation, but at the same time, she really isn't interested in eating children. At all. Unlike other certain devils. ]
Hmm? Then shouldn't the people coming to meet us be very bad? Should I kill them?
[ Murder the NPCs? ]
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Okay. You got me there. [ She wouldn't want children's blood, either. ]
Well... I guess it depends? But maybe we shouldn't jump straight into killing? Just... [ She approaches Power, taking a cautious step forward. ] We'll see what they're here to do and then if things are weird, we'll see about talking to them first.
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Hmm, well, I suppose I shall think about it. If they are the selfsame 'spectres' the kids were talking about, maybe they have cats?
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Would cats keep you from killing them? [ She laughs. ] You're so easy to please! I'll keep that in mind --
But, ah, should I call you Power-chan? Or just Power? PowPow?
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PowPow?
[ Never has a human been so audaciously bold. Welcome to her shitty umbrelladom, Reze. ]
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[ And she'll link their arms together! Girlies! ]
Just kidding, don't freak out. I think it's ugly just as much as you do. And just by that I can tell we're gonna be good friends, Power.
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Hmph! Human, you never told me your name!
[ Whether she'll use the name is another thing, but you know. ]
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[ :) ]
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[ Snif... hmm, she does smell almost familiar up close? Something lingers, a tangential memory. But Power can't quite put a name to it -- it wasn't all that important of a day for her, after all. ]