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Xistentia: Mod ([personal profile] spoofer) wrote in [community profile] xistentia2017-05-31 11:00 am

Mingle Log #1: Landmarks of Xistentia

Characters: All characters who opt in
Summary: A party to mark the first wave of incoming characters in Xistentia, punctuated with weird physics and an unexpected trip to the heart (or mind) of F.A.T.E.S.
Date(s): Late May 2017
Warnings/Notes: Sexual content and other potentially offensive or triggering material to be noted in headers.

Mix and Mingle
Landmarks of Xistentia

It starts with the daemons, because of course it does. At sunset, they begin to ring and beep and urge you to follow directions through the city. For those with animate daemons, be they animals or people, the programs are even more intrusive. Pushing and pawing and urging you to get up and go. The destination is not far from the first reclaimed parts of the city— a tall tower covered in overgrown moss and trees, located near the beach, the Westernmost edge of the city. Even with the chaos of vegetation growing over it, it's clear that the building is a miracle of technology and style.

"Connection is essential," the daemon tells you. "However, genital contact is not required."

You have reached the Central Citadel, and it's time to party!

EARLY BIRDS

But F.A.T.E.S. is as susceptible to peer pressure and trendy trends as anyone else! Early birds will find that the atrium lounge is a true mess at first. Birds nesting in the ceiling, thorn plants all across the floors, and the bottles and cups at the white bar are empty. As parties go, this sucks. However, within a few minutes of the first arrivals, changes begin to overcome the club area visibly. It is exactly the same as the way the city has begun to accommodate the visitors, but far more accelerated. Soon, the lights begin to power on, filling the room with ambient illumination. Plants recede, but do not disappear entirely. High above, the ceiling suddenly morphs to display the starry night sky. And most importantly of all, there's booze.


With any luck, someone around here knows how to bartend, because F.A.T.E.S sure does not. Various liquors from across the multiverse are available, along with drink umbrellas, speared olives, mixers and wedges of fruit. However, the cocktails that automatically fill the glasses vary in taste from acceptable to horrific. Luckily, the bar does not keep anyone out.
FASHIONABLY LATE

If you're more than thirty minutes late, the kinks have worked themselves out. The party is now in full swing. F.A.T.E.S. has surrendered drink mixing duty to various refugees[1], resulting in much more palatable alcoholic beverages. Someone even found chicken fingers, which are making the rounds.

However, it appears that the invisible supercomputer is still trying to DJ. Predictably, the music ranges wildly based on the listeners-- one moment, you have 17th century lute music; the next, Trance. Blink 182 may even make a brief auditory appearance. It is not particularly easy to dance to this nightmarishly incoherent soundtrack, but it does provide a cross-section of multiversal experiences, for those of us who care about that kind of thing.

Alternatively, you can explore. The Central Citadel is filled with odd rooms. In the presence of only one or two explorers, the tidying effect doesn't happen nearly as quickly. Characters may find jungle-eaten conference spaces, computer laboratories, or even more sophisticated situation rooms thronged with vines and flowers. Somehow, the screens and monitors seem to work just fine with blossoms poking out of the harddrives. Rooms with beds are available as well, some of them already pre-carpeted with romantic roses. You might also find your way into a gym, where slightly rotted bokken and a dusty boxing ring nonetheless make for an interesting way to meet people who aren't into roses and laptops.
BONUS ADVENTURE: THE TEMPLE

Characters who meet new CR at the Citadel have a special experience. When the two (or more) individuals get to talking, their daemons both abruptly interrupt with a very important, not at all loaded question. "Do you want to see something cool?" If the daemon was too big to come inside, the question is posed via earpiece or whatever other device.

The correct answer is "Yes." And with that, the characters are abruptly transported to The Telexistence Temple, on the Easternmost edge of the city. The sudden quiet seems deafening; the darkness is almost blinding before one's eyes adjust to the lines of light running through the tall stone walls. It is much cooler here than it was at the Central Citadel, but it has its own eerie dignity.


"In the future, this is where you may access information about your worlds. Recovery information, save points, and both passive and active world entry points are located here." A beat. Possibly the daemon is watching you stumble around. "Most of the tools have been disabled in order to prevent damage from inebriated users."

However, two pieces of technology continue to cooperate. First, a huge slab of glossy black stone the height of a desk, emitting holographic Head Up Display upward, the Chronological Cartographer. Your character must touch the device. Immediately then, a bright flowing diagram of data begins to spin through the air, whirling with lines and circles and familiar names. It is a chart of the worlds your characters have lived in before and the people they have met in the past timeline. The splitting point to Xistentia is clearly marked, and your future here is a red line wavering in darkness. Toy with it a little, and you'll even be able to pull up significant dates, friendships, enemies. Moments of transformation. F.A.T.E.S. remembers it all, and it is only a quick teleport from the Citadel. (Fortunately, it is also a quick teleport back.)

Second, there is a monitor with another HUD. It displays a HUD with a single prompt: Amenities needed?[2]

Starting the next day, the Temple will be accessible to all characters at all hours. Those granted access the night before will be able to find their way back with companions.



Footnotes
  1. Some may be NPCs! Please avoid killing or maiming them without mod discussion first.

  2. Go here and fill out the form, reply to that comment, if your character is going to take F.A.TE.S. up on the amenities request.
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-08 09:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ronan's thumbs press underneath Adam's jaw, and he pushes from the wall, surging up closer, like it's in any way possible for them to be any closer while still wearing their clothes, and the sudden thought makes him let out a tiny noise against Adam's tongue, his mind snapping in half.

There are so many things they should be doing. And yet here they are, like the world has stopped around them, like it's 6:21 again, time ticking over and over the same second, that second where Adam slid his tongue against Ronan's.

His hands move, sliding around Adam's shoulders, holding him close as one hand moves up into his hair, unkempt and just the right length to hold onto. Adam is - everything, where Ronan starts and where he ends. He wouldn't, couldn't pull away even if he did want to, which he doesn't.

He doesn't expect they'll have that many occasions to do this. ]
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-08 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
i should, actually, if only bc i know it'd piss declan off

did you see that he's here
i can't get rid of him even by jumping worlds, apparently
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[personal profile] aberth 2017-06-08 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The noise Ronan makes does nothing to help the situation.

Adam's skin feels too tight, too hot as they press together, stomach twisting into aroused knots. Sex has always been something he's aware of, he's not that much of a loser. But there was something different between idly considering it for the future and wanting it so badly he couldn't think.

He hasn't ever felt like this before, like he's on fire while hurtling at 90mph towards a cliff over a sea full of sharks. Like he wants to do something stupid and reckless and dangerous. Like he's never wanted anything more in his life than to kiss Ronan Lynch roughly and deeply.

Ronan's hands are in his hair and Adam is electric, is alive as his own hands press at the edges of a tshirt. He thinks he's about to shake apart, but there's no space between them to do so.
]
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[personal profile] miss_brilliant 2017-06-08 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"A little closer to Clarke, actually. At least the third law." [she looks at some of the receeding plant life, shaking her head] "I'm certainly not sure whether to call some of it science or magic. I wouldn't be surprised if the daemons are acting according to Asimov though."

[the laws did stay a part of popular conciousness for a reason, after all. They made sense. Well, when they weren't the reason everything went to hell, anyway.

She sighs, nodding]
Yeah. I think all of us will be. Unless there are people who from places where they were aware they were part of--oh god, no, I'm not even going to consider that because down that road you run into the Matrix and every movie that made me want to throw popcorn at the screen. [she likes cheesy scifi as much as the next 80s kid, but her inner programmer wept sometimes okay]

It does raise the question of how many people here are from places that didn't even have telephones, let alone computers and...everything. How different is this from home, for you? [she was bad at small talk when she wasn't at the end of the world, she knows it's grasping at straws but it's a step up from talking about the weather]

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[personal profile] miss_brilliant 2017-06-09 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Amanda's been wandering the halls, too entranced by everything to focus on anything specific just yet, and even if that might be in part because of the alcohol in her system she'll take feeling nearly giddy with curiosity over...other thing she's been feeling.

She stops at the sound of a voice, peeking into the lab, brow furrowing for a second before her face lights up with a smile. She hasn't investigated the machines too in depth herself yet, and while she'd be fairly confident poking around on her own, someone else's input can always be valuable ]


Yeah, sure. What do you need?
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[personal profile] drehnifusbahi 2017-06-09 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[He could wish his daemon was a little more like hers in that regard - Zeymahd had chosen to swoop on them to get their attention. If nothing else, he thought wryly, it had killed the mood pretty effectively.

Add to that how very insistent he and Apollo(d) had both been, and... well, why not follow where they led, really?

The lounge they're led to is a mess, not surprisingly; it lookes a little like one of the fancier venues in Eudio, if one of those places had been left to nature to reclaim for who even knew how many years. But then, as they watch, it starts to pick itself up, transforming slowly but surely.

And though he's heard the explanation, knows it to be very advanced technology, his immediate first thought is that it must be magic.]
It is, isn't it? [He agrees, tone hushed and a little awed.]
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-09 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ In its own way, it's similar to a fight - hands pushing and pulling and grabbing, their hunger for each other just this shy of violent. It's not soft, like Ronan always kisses would be; it's urgent and a fight for dominance, a lot less romantic than the world has led him to believe.

And it's kinda perfect, too. It's lighting in Ronan's veins, need in his pulse, sending his heart into overdrive. It's clumsy hands holding on too tight and bringing a bite of pain, grounding Ronan. The kiss lasts - he doesn't know how long it lasts, as they come up for air from time to time, diving straight back in, with aching lungs and trembling limbs.

It lasts and lasts and Ronan realizes he's hard in his jeans, fingers carving marks into Adam's hip, having slipped just under his shirt, shyly, barely. He pulls back suddenly, panting hard as he looks at Adam with wide eyes and blown pupils, arousal spiking when he sees Adam's spit-slick, kiss-bitten lips. ]


Jesus fucking Christ.
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-09 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ronan swallows hard, and then takes a swig of his bottle, wanting to dull away the feelings burning in his chest. He's a curious guy, and he believes in all sorts of impossible things, but what Axel is describing sounds... well, too good to be true.

Ronan's lived knee deep in fear, death, and the fear of death for the past few years. It's his every day, now. He takes a dismissive inhale through his nose, immediately shoring himself up with his usual defenses. ]


Sounds boring, [ he repeats. He's intensely uncomfortable with the turn the conversation has taken, Axel looking full of feelings. ]

If you want a hug, or something, I'd recommend you turn to someone else. [ It's harsh and mean, but that's Ronan for you. When he's uncomfortable, he pushes back. It's quite obvious. ]
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-09 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ronan nods, slowly and after some consideration. He has no clue - if they go back to their world, would she remember any of this? Would she be able to change her own future, because he talked to her? Would it be a bad thing?

Adam would probably tell him not to do it. It's partly why Ronan does. ]


The thing that attacked you, and possessed Noah, it's a demon. It came from the tombs, you know, the third sleeper bullshit thing. Turns out wasn't bullshit.

[ He sits across from Blue, putting the bottle on the table before nudging it towards her. ]
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[personal profile] locoparentis 2017-06-09 11:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Declan shrugs a little, looks back at the set up, and then down at the tree. Shrug. Thing. Didn't Sargent luck out on this one.]

Somewhere that isn't home.

[Whatever could be described as home, anyway. Declan isn't sure about that one anymore.]
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-09 11:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ If it's honesty he wants, then Ronan is definitely there. Lying is a pointless exercise, in his opinion. He's not a people-pleaser. ]

Doubt you'd say I remind you of anyone if you knew me better.

[ If he knew what he could do, anyway. Ronan's abilities are pretty unique, after all.

(If only he knew how wrong he is.) ]


Note that this isn't an invitation to try.
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A

[personal profile] astralera 2017-06-09 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There are a great many creatures in this world that Era has never seen before, and so the sight of one so familiar to her is both startling and welcome. Unicorns were not particularly common in Eorzea - not like Chocobos or Coeurls or Goobues - but she had gained one as a mount more than a twelvesmoon ago, and had seen her fair share of them on the floating isles of the Diadem.

With no Elezen, Mi'qote, Lalafell, Roegadyn, or other Au Ra around, Era is all to happy to cling to anything familiar as she adjusts to... Well, everything.

The man's presence was known to her yet Era paid him hardly any mind, though she regrets her inattention the moment his question reaches her horns as it gives her such a start that she nearly jumps out of her skin. A hand placed over her galloping heart, Era offers a small, sheepish smile of apology.

While she certainly does enjoy a good pint of mead or spiced rum every now Era has recently taken to avoiding drinks from unfamiliar folk, having been poisoned only a few moons past. Such an event would surely make even the most foolhardy people think twice, or at least one would hope...

No, but thank you, Era says with her actions; a shake of her head, a smile, and the smallest of bows. ]
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[personal profile] aberth 2017-06-10 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He has never seen Ronan Lynch quite this wrecked before. He looks like he's won something - a race, a fight, a war. Adam can't help the secret thrill of being the cause of it. When he smiles for it his mouth feels bruised, the good kind of ache, one born from exertion instead of violence. He wonders if he could feel that elsewhere, given the time. ]

Yeah.

[ Adam huffs out a breath, his hands still on the other boy's sides, his body still pressed up against him. Ronan's hard, he'd have to be an idiot not to notice it, but he doesn't say anything, just presses his forehead to Ronan's shoulder and lets free a weak laugh. ]

So, that's a thing. Making out.
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[personal profile] aberth 2017-06-10 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
yeah.
he was just talking to me.


[ It was awkward and awful, but you know. Adam's almost glad he's here, even if it means the Lynch family feud will be back on course. Ronan shouldn't lose more family, despite thinking he hates him. ]
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[personal profile] aberth 2017-06-10 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
I've always felt like we're being watched.

[ Be it Whelk, or the Grey Man, or Greenmantle, or the Sleeper. Something has always had their eye on Gansey's merry men. It doesn't surprise him so much as make him feel oddly defeated, to know that even here, everything about him has been written down. He still feels sick from glancing at his father's name, a shaking feeling inside of his veins that he's doing his best to ignore. ]

If only we could find out what was here before. It's a little weird, right? The abandoned city coming to life when we arrived, the daemons, all this information. But no welcome committee. So who was here? And why aren't they here now?
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[personal profile] aberth 2017-06-10 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He watches the owl instead of Declan, resisting the urge to fidget. ]

I like him.

[ It's important. He worries that people will assume otherwise. That he was bored or lonely or just worn down and won over by Ronan's constant gaze. None of that is true, but he can't explain it.

He likes Ronan. More than likes him. He feels known by him.
]

And he likes me.

[ Which is obvious, but whatever. ]
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-10 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ronan forces his mouth shut, his hand moving from clenching into Adam's hair to holding the back of his head, cupping gently. The last time they kissed - the second time, it'd been close to this, but they'd stopped faster, to spend some time instead just touching each other in the semi-darkness of the Barns' front room.

This time Ronan doesn't want to stop, ever. But the awe in Adam's voice keeps him from leaning down again and just starting right back up, like it deserves an answer, a moment to pause and think. ]


You okay?
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-10 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ronan raises an eyebrow at that. ]

Oh, do I, now?

[ It's biting, slightly mocking. But there's a part of Ronan who's genuinely having a nice time, talking with Axel. So that's something. He grins, thin and dangerous. ]

Thanks, but I'd pass on the introduction. I'm not interested in a threesome, you see.

[ He keeps his tone neutral as he speaks, but it's a joke - he doesn't mean for Axel to take him seriously. Hopefully, if he's really used to assholes of Ronan's kind, he'll get it. ]
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[personal profile] fiachdubh 2017-06-10 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
i wish it'd been matthew
matthew isn't here.


[ As far as he knows, anyway. It sucks. ]
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[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2017-06-10 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ They can claim it's advanced technology all they want, but Rose is inclined to believe there's at least a little something magical about it all. Even Eudio had its science and magic intertwined so it's plausible that this place does too. ]

It's... nice, actually. Feeling like I'm making a difference and, I'unno, helping out somehow. [ Since it's the end of the world(s) as they know it. To see her influence so obviously here just by her presence and things coming back to life instills a little bit of hope that maybe everything will be alright after all. Before she can get too into it though, a drink is slid across the bar towards her.

It's probably not a good idea to sip magical mystery drinks but the galactic one in Eudio had turned out to be a blessing in disguise, so. Hey. Why not? It unfortunately proves to be a bad call; she should have known from the smell but this is perhaps the worst drink she's had in her life. It's alcohol abuse to have a cocktail be so terrible.
] Eugh, [ she mutters, face scrunching up to show her distaste. ]

I guess it was probably too much to ask for a decent drink in this place, really...
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heck yeeeaaaaa

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2017-06-10 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Applause sounds at the bokken shattering. ]

Woah, cool! You're pretty good at this. Have you been doing it long? [ The warrior thing, she supposes. It's not often Rose meets actual adventurers. Seems like Era's led a pretty interesting life to be able to effortlessly do things things like that. ]
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[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2017-06-10 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
No one from my original world, [ she says. It's better that way, she thinks. Anyone from her world that showed up would be... a difficult thing to deal with. Putting it lightly. ]

There's a lot of people from the place I was before though. My boyfriend and a handful of friends. I guess I'm pretty lucky.
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[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2017-06-10 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, we'll definitely have to fix that! I'm the go to gal for all your musical needs.

[ Oh, that's kind of cute. ]

Virginia's a pretty nice place. [ Not a lot of concerts happen there, actually, but she'd been through with some underground bands here or there. Never for long, but... It was gorgeous from what she did get to see. ] Eudio's not on earth though, it was... an island in a city world of its own. One where a whole bunch of them connected, kind of like here.
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[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2017-06-10 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Haters gonna hate, I guess. I think it's a rad DJ name.

[ It's so lame. ]

Unless you think you can come up with a better one.
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[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2017-06-10 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
It's definitely possible! Eudio's magic was different from his, too, so who knows...

[ And Rose would probably contest it in her own way, too. So! It'll be interesting if they ever do have that conversation. ]

Hopefully. There's always the chance one of them could show up here, even if it's slim...

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