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

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?

[sweetsynergy]

[Actually, same. Maybe trying to crush Ferdie's hand just a little.]

So it seems! Something about rebuilding a world, yes?

[She's just a little careful, probing for information before revealing more.]

[markofnobility]

[ he does not rise to the squeeze, but his eyes flick down at their hands and then back up. He notices, but his tone maintains the smooth ease of a politician.]

Indeed! Though I will admit it all happened so quickly- everything is still a bit blurred.

[ he keeps up the shake. He will not be the one to back down]

[sweetsynergy]

[Oh is this how we're playing it, okay. She can keep up the pressure, game on von Aegir.]

Literally, I have to admit. Did you actually get a look at our benefactor?

[markofnobility]

[His thick riding gloves soak up some of the pressure, but under that is a wide hand and the hint of corded muscle under the foppery of his clothing]

Oh, not at all. They were completely overshadowed, as if they were alight!

[sweetsynergy]

I'd say it was simple holographic projection if it didn't seem like people's memories were fuzzy in general.

[And. She was definitely awake for that meeting, right? Hm.]

[markofnobility]

Holographic...? I am sorry, I do not know the word.

[This seems to distract him from the handshake fight, his grip loosening]

[sweetsynergy]

[That gets a bit of a raised eyebrow.]

A projected image? I know they're not quite as common in some of the fringe worlds, but- oh, maybe they're just called by Universal's branding where you're from?

[markofnobility]

... ah. Forgive my ignorance but I do not understand most of what you just said.

[Is this a language barrier?? He THOUGHT she was speaking Fodlani but-]

[sweetsynergy]

Hm.

[She could just start listing broadcasting and recording companies, but this has her genuinely curious.]

What system are you from?

[markofnobility]

Uhm. How do you mean?

[A system is not a thing you're FROM, silly]

[sweetsynergy]

The planetary system you were born or spent most of your time in?

[markofnobility]

Do you mean a country?

[ halp]

[sweetsynergy]

You know what? Let's start there, sure, what country are you from?

[markofnobility]

The Adrestian Empire, nestled in the southern half of Fodlan!

[sweetsynergy]

Okay! And Fodlan is the continent?

[Let's work up by steps.]

[markofnobility]

That is correct!

[sweetsynergy]

And the larger world on which Fodlan sits is called what.

[markofnobility]

[He opens his mouth then pauses, blinking and then tilting his head in thought]

I... do not think it has one? It is just the world. The center point which the stars and the Goddess' heavenly home surround.

1/2

[sweetsynergy]

[Jesus christ weepinbell how badly did this guy's colony fail that they ended back at pre-Galilean astronomy]

Ha ha, wow, holy shit.

2/2

[sweetsynergy]

...yeah I don't know how to actually intro this as a topic so I'll just say it, most of those stars are also worlds or have worlds orbiting them, your planet wasn't the center of anything, welcome to space travel 101 and happy first contact, I guess.

[markofnobility]

...

Oh.

[sweetsynergy]

[She just smiles, waving her hands in a little jazzy cheer.]

Da da da daaaa-!

[markofnobility]

[Congrats Vanity, this is how you won the handshake war. Because he walks away to go sit and Think, head in hands]