Arrival

[letsplayamod]

The moment is a bit different for everyone. Perhaps you were just minding your own business somewhere, others may have been in more... dire circumstances. Regardless, you were approached by a figure you can't quite picture, and they offered you an accord; in exchange for aiding them in the healing of a world lost to chaos, you would be granted something almost unheard of. Godhood.

And each of you said yes, more or less.

A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.

The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.

If you are reading this, than our deal has been made. You've awoken in a place that will surely feel strange, so I want you to take some time to acclimate. Meet with the others. Breathe. I shall be along shortly.

-A

Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.

But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.

Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.

Comments

[markofnobility]

[ When Ferdinand wakes up he lays there for... awhile. Processing. Re-reading the note. Accepting the grief that's running through him. Checking and re-checking his body for the wounds the Alliance had given him.

Maybe he has a bit of a breakdown. But no one but whatever gods lived here get to see it. Especially since once he calms he makes his way to his flat's bathing room and takes a shower... once he figures out the controls at least. Thankfully his clothing was as restored as his body, so he only feels a bit gross putting them back on before heading out.

The note had said there were "others" after all. He intends to make a proper first impression! So he steps out looking clean and fresh, waves of hair perfectly combed and curling just right. As if this was an expected social event.]

Greetings! I am Ferdinand von Aegir. It is a pleasure to meet you all!

[ introductions complete it is time to explore! He finds himself lingering at the statues, looking up at... himself!]

Amazing... how were they able to craft our likenesses so quickly?

[ and being right there means he finds the rules soon enough, his cheery mood turning to a pensive one]

Hmm... a bit ominous, is it not?

First Impression

[sweetsynergy]

[Wow. You're kind of a lot, huh. But with only a moment of hesitation to look Ferdinand up and down, Vanity extends a hand with a slightly too-forced grin.]

Vanity.

[markofnobility]

[ Ferdinand's handshake is strong and firm. Maybe a bit TOO strong, though lacking the squeezing or crushing of an attempted intimation. Maybe closer to trying too hard to impress]

Vanity! I take it our mysterious benefactor invited you here as well?

first impression

[murchada]

...

[the staring Ferdinand is getting isn't exactly intense, because that would imply a force that isn't quite there. but it is a stare, alright, and one definitely could hear a pin drop for a bit.]

Whoa...

[is she... impressed? it's hard to tell.]

[markofnobility]

[ he certainly seems to be reading it as impressed. He flips his hair slightly, and one can almost see the Pantene commercial playing in the background]

Come now, there is no need to be intimidated!

Rules

[cannotunravel]

Everything about this situation is ominous, from the first contact with A. We shouldn't be surprised.

[Ominous it is, but Misane seems to be taking it all pretty calmly! As if this is all just nothing to be too concerned about]

[markofnobility]

Perhaps. But I can not help but want to give them the benefit of the doubt for the time being.

[They literally saved his life, after all]

statues

[phototraces]

I think a better question is how long were we unconscious.

[She sighs as she looks around.]

There's no proof we woke up right away, right?

[And this is before she saw how much he weighed. Thank goodness.]

[markofnobility]

True... but surely entire statues could not be made in the time we were asleep!

[Ferdinand doesn't even look like he fully believes his own argument though- clearly this A had untold magic]

Statues

[latinumsbetter]

If bringing a bunch of people here was easy, I'd think it'd be pretty simple to snap your fingers and make a bunch of statues. [dryly. Quark's got his arms folded, studying his own statue, just answering that statement out of hand.] They are a pretty impressive, I gotta say. The replicators they've got here must be something.

[markofnobility]

[he's very glad this is not the first non human he's seen today. So Ferdinand just startles SLIGHTLY before getting his good manners in place]

I suppose... it is magic beyond my understanding, but so is... all of this, if I am being honest.

first impression

[psychonductor]

[Ferdinand steps out and introduces himself, and Crito chirps up.]

Well, gee, Mr. Ferdinand, Sir, it sure is!

[They circle him like a buzzard, tilting their head curiously.]

Are you a real life member of the living?

[markofnobility]

...

[That sure is a bird person. Ferdinand just stares... and when he manages words he exposes more than he intended to]

I... am no longer sure.

Statues

[catsgothistongue]

They could've chiseled 'em before came to us. [The teen beside Ferdie throws out with a shrug.

Gods are supposed to be omnipotent right? That means they wagered they all knew they'd say yes... ooooooor they were going to bring them here regardless of their acceptance. Knowing his luck that's a high possibility.

Ranma steps closer to a matching statue posing with pride and fervor, looking ready to duke it out were it not confined to the base it stands on. The real deal mirrors his stone counterpart's cheeky grin, folding his arms across his chest.]

I'm not complain' though, [Or going to question it further is what he meant to say] these are awesome! I could get used to people buildin' stuff in my image!

[markofnobility]

... it IS quite impressive. I am growing fond of my own as well.

First Impression

[do_as_i_say]

[The introduction and the general look of this guy is enough to get the teenage girl to pause in her limping. She stares for a few seconds, before turning and continuing to...wherever she's going (does she even know?)

But he should be able to hear her one word response.]

Laurie.

[markofnobility]

Ah, it is nice to meet you, Miss Laurie.

Statues

[taintedfayth]

One would almost think they knew we would agree.

[He sounds... quite unbothered by the idea, honestly. If whoever brought them here had the sense to choose him, then surely the other people here must be similar-- people who have a very good reason to want to become a god.]

[markofnobility]

Hm. Yes. If they are a god themselves then that makes sense. Or perhaps this is some kind of predestination?

Statues

[literarybehemoth]

Perhaps whoever this "A" is has been watching us for some time before approaching us.

[...it's coming from... pretty far down. though he's at least standing on two legs and has a paw to his chin so he can get a better look...]

[markofnobility]

He looks over Mikhail's head a few times befor ehe finally looks down enough, startling. That... is a cat. Talking cat. Bird people and aliens and now this. He schools his dumbfounded expression as quickly as he can]

Ah... yes, I suppose they likely have. Though my hair has only been this long for a short while, comparatively. I wonder if they had to revise it?

[he seems amused by this idea]

rules

[pariunt]

Quite!

[He says cheerfully.]

Though I do wonder why "killing is forbidden" is something that needs to be stated, given what we're here to do.

I'm sure it's merely a precaution.

rules

[raisethemoon]

I suppose we are likely to encounter battle, then?

[hey ferdie it's a MOTHER FUCKIN HORSE]

First impression

[stringup]

[ For a long moment, Velvet kind of just...looks Ferdinand up and down. It's not a scrutinizing gaze so much as it's a kind of awkward filler where she's trying to figure out what she's even supposed to make of all this.

In the end, she just settles for attempting to make conversation, since this sure is a social interaction she's found herself in. ]

Uh, you can call me Velvet.

first impression

[tripartites]

[ okay she's doing her best to ignore the complicated feeling on seeing this guy with his... whole vibe.

a doll-like smile fixes in place, as she offers a slight curtsy. ]

Yasuda Sayo. Likewise. You seem eager to get started.