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[Diana]

PORTAL 0771C3
IWAKU DISCORD CHARP
Sep 25, 2023 at 12:00 PM ​

You have arrived to PORTAL 0771C3. Please exit the conduits in a quick and timely manner as to not block incoming travelers. All creatures and younglings must be kept contained. Any caught roaming the station unattended will be confiscated by the Space-Time Bureau of Lost Lifeforms and duly processed. Declare all technological cargo with our friendly Travel Agents before you depart to your next location. Thank you for choosing the Multi-Magnus Portal Network for all of your dimensional hopping needs.

Welcome to the busy dimensional port hub dubbed 0771C3. Travelers across many dimensions use portals just like these to cross unfathomable distances between universes. This one? Well, the last inspection didn't really go over very well. Some of the portals are out of order, the wait times are awful, the cafeterias and food stalls might just poison you, and there's rumors that a local syndicate are using this station to smuggle things. Whether you work here or you are just passing through - don't let your valuables out of your sight, and don't taste the Gachalurgak no matter how cheap it is.

EVENT INFO

WHO: Everyone is invited! Character Bios/Pics are not required, but totally encouraged! Post 'em if you got 'em.

WHAT: This is a SCIENCE FANTASY setting, so any scifi or fantasy tropes apply! You are an employee that works at this portal station OR just someone passing through on your way to another dimension.

WHERE: Taking place on our IWAKU DISCORD in the PORTAL 0771C3 channel!

HOW: This is a SOCIAL ROLEPLAY WITH IMPROVISATIONAL GAME MASTERING. That means the object of this roleplay is to interact with other characters, and from those interactions I will create a plot and story around you. The majority of this roleplay will just be developing your character and interacting within the setting!

My roleplays are always NEWBIE FRIENDLY so even if you are terrible at roleplay or have never participated in a ChaRP before, this will be easy for you to get involved in. :D Ask questions, let me know when you need help. I often give tips and direction out of character in the main chat room when people need a little direction. You can also reference our MINI CHARP GUIDE!

 

[Diana]

Reserved for bios.

 

[Diana]

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[Diana]

My internet is back baybeeee! This is TOMORROW at NOON!

 

[Zarko Straadi]

Name: Shen-Ur Stonetreeborn ("Shen")
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Magic: Attunement (communion with nature, nature magic), Proferement (able to craft potions and enchant items).
Tree: Petrified forest tree ("Stonetree")
Home Universe: ADDITIONAL INFO - The Eyes of The Emperor - Lorebook
Appearance: With her half-moon spectacles, bright eyes, and subtle smile, Shen can seem like an innocent, curious young girl, or an ageless being who has been around far longer than she actually has. Her eyes are particularly striking, one blue and one green, matched by blue and green streaks that stream side by side through her raven hair. In shadow or at dusk, the streaks can look grey or white, conveying a brief illusion of advanced age.

Whenever possible, Shen-Ur keeps her uniform neat and pressed, to meet the standards of the Ashir Order. Apart from accessories required with her uniform, she wears no visible adornment. She wears her hair down, or in an unassuming ponytail or bun. Out of uniform, Shen dresses in simple robes, dresses, or tunics and trousers in a tasteful minimalist style.

Personality: Shen-Ur is an "old soul." She possesses an eerie mystic wisdom, like a mountaintop guru or lifelong monastic. She is quiet and contemplative. Shen speaks rarely, and when she does, she often uses cryptic or esoteric koans and metaphors, almost as if Treespeak is her native language, and she has to translate her thoughts into words. Even when she does speak "normally," she employs an idiosyncratic vocabulary that she considers to be more comprehensive and accurate than conventional speech.

Solitude is her natural state. She can meditate in nature for hours, or deep dive into the most arcane tomes. In social situations, she will fade into the background. Shen will happily offer counsel, comfort, or help to those in need, but she is not a good choice for Inspiring Leader or a favorite at parties.

Shen exudes an aura of deep serenity, even in the face of adversity. She is self-reliant to a fault, willing to suffer in silence, or if the pain is too great, shed her tears in solitude rather than disturb another's tranquility with a cry for help.

She tends to stay out of arm's reach of others by instinct. Giving and receiving physical affection is very difficult for her. Instead, she will show affection and care by using Treespeak to immerse the recipient in beauty and warmth from nature. Those with magical ability or otherwise extra sensitive can receive a direct experience of love, compassion, or friendliness that feels as if Shen is simply a conduit drawing these things down from the Cosmos itself.

Shen-Ur is utterly uncompetitive. She would much rather help someone get better at something than set out to beat them at it. She is not troubled if she excels over others or if they excel over her in ordinary situations such as academic studies or physical exercise, but the notions of being "better" or "worse" than them, or of "winning" or "losing" does not enter into her calculations.

She despises slavery and similar forms of exploitation, especially when children are involved. It is one of the few things that can bring out her capacity for anger.

Strengths:

• Magical Talent: Shen-Ur is a prodigy at Attunement magic. She is able to Treespeak at a level far beyond her years, and even act as a psychopomp for someone else who has gotten "lost" or "overwhelmed." Her ability to commune with the natural world extends beyond organic nature to stone, metal, chemistry, natural and physical processes, and even to cosmic subjects such as astronomy/astrology and sacred geometry.
• Endurance: Shen has remarkable physical stamina and pain tolerance.
• Quiet Determination: Faced with a difficult challenge, Shen will pursue it with an understated resolve as rugged and enduring as her patron tree.
• Intelligence: She is highly intelligent, and well ahead of her peers in academic achievement. She is curious and loves learning.
• Wisdom: Due to the depth of her connection to the natural world and many hours spent in deep meditation and study, Shen-Ur exudes the wisdom of an enlightened sage.
• Stealth: Shen is very good at moving silently and making herself "invisible" (non-magically) in just about any environment. She can fade into the background at a social gathering or vanish into a crowd like nobody's business.
• Inner Peace: She is able to stay calm and "in the moment" under stress.

Weaknesses:

• Bad at Combat: Though she is able to perform her martial-arts Forms and sword flourishes with grace and skill, Shen will freeze up when faced with a hostile opponent. With considerable difficulty, her Guide has been able to train her to mount a somewhat passible defense so long as she is focused on protecting others. If the threat is to herself alone, Shen will seek to exit the situation, employ non-violent resistance, or simply endure the attack.
• Can't Ask for Help: The act of asking someone else for...pretty much anything at all to meet her own needs goes very strongly against her grain. It is not a matter of pride. If the need is small, it is not worth troubling someone over. If the need is great, it is too much to ask. She can (very reluctantly) do so if the matter is life-threatening or could result in permanent, incapacitating injury. However, Shen will endure a great deal of pain or emotional suffering before she will even consider bringing her needs to anyone else, even her Guide. This only applies to herself; she has no difficulty asking someone to help another if she can't do it alone.
• Alienation: Shen is virtually incapable of things like working a crowd, being the life of a party, or attempting to seduce someone. Even in something as simple as a "gathering of friends," Shen will slide into the role of silent outside observer. As for actually making friends, "good luck with that!" applies. She has no problem offering selfless care and compassion to others. She sees herself as a conduit for the Cosmic outpouring of love and kindness in the same way that the Sun gives light and warmth without asking or expecting anyone to give it light and warmth in return. Receiving tokens of care, such as gifts or physical affection makes her deeply uncomfortable.
• Invisible: The shadow-side of her talent for stealth: Shen-Ur has great difficulty drawing attention to herself when necessary, such as a "Come! Follow me!" moment or stepping up to a podium to rally a crowd.
• Draws Suspicion: Due to her strange Treebirth, her early upbringing (see History), and her solitary nature, Shen-Ur tends to attract distrust from her fellow Ashir. For non-Ashir, her unusual behavior amplifies any negative attitudes they might have toward her as "one o' them magic folk."
• Can't Compete: The concept of seeking advantage or domination over others is simultaneously repellent and alien to her. Thus, she will not compete against others for prizes, money, or a prestigious position.
• Farsighted: Shen-Ur needs spectacles in order to read or perform other tasks requiring perception of close, small objects.

History: Shen-Ur was born under a petrified tree in a vastly ancient petrified forest in the Sumir Desert not far from the border of Khoros. However, she was not found by the Ashir. A powerful and ambitious Khorosian slaver lord named Maruk Khagan sought to covertly create his own order of brainwashed and fanatically loyal Ashir with the ultimate aim of seizing the Imperial throne and establishing his own ruling dynasty.

To that end, he created a corps of Magister diviners tasked with predicting Ashir Treebirths so that his elite corps of slave-catchers could get there first. This was an exceptionally dangerous game, but Shen-Ur's case was one of the times they succeeded.

For their infancy and early childhood, captured babies were given into the care of wetnurses who were told they were orphans. At the age of six, Shen was taken from her wetnurse in a faked adoption and brought to Lord Khagan's secret training facility. There, she and a small number of fellow captives were subjected to a brutal military-style training regimen.

Since their instruction in the magical arts would have to come from Magisters, a piece of each child's birth-tree was taken by their captors so that it could be made into a Teller, in case such would be needed. Shen's was fashioned into a petrified wood pendant that she wears under her shirt, out of sight of others. The Tellers turned out to impede rather than assist the development of the captives' magical ability, and their enchantment faded as the children's powers developed. Shen-Ur kept hers, because it is her only link to her origin. It no longer operates as a magical focus but holds sentimental value.

Attempts were made to force Shen to learn magic that would be useful in combat. She quietly defied her instructors, finding refuge from the cruelty of her life within the secret confines of her own consciousness, and small scraps of joy in fleeting encounters with animals and plants. Through a combination of intuition, talent, and an urgent need to connect with anything living that was not an enemy, Shen-Ur began to develop the ability to Treespeak.

At first, it simply gave Shen a wonderous new realm to hide in. She believes that realm also gave her a "True Name," Shen-Ur, a gift from the Cosmos itself. She secretly treasured this name in her heart as something genuinely hers that she did not owe to her masters.

As her abilities grew, she began to encounter messages from distant places, a hidden world of other beings communicating with one another. Though she did not truly understand the messages, or who or what they came from, she was determined to explore the mystery, and learn how to communicate with the "entities." Over time, the "entities" she was communicating with were able to get her to answer, "Who are you?" and "Where are you?" in ways they could understand. Shen had no idea that the beings were people with the power and will to come to her aid.

The Ashir mobilized a rescue force that infiltrated Khagan's facility. The failure rate for his fiendish experiment was high, so only a few children survived to be brought to Velora, but Shen-Ur was among them.

Immensely grateful to her saviors and the Order they represented, Shen-Ur poured herself fully into her studies and her training. She quickly caught up to her peers in academic studies and physical conditioning, then surpassed them, especially in the intellectual realm. With proper instruction in Attunement, her talent flowered. She also took to Proferement, the ability to craft potions and alchemical materials, and create enchanted items.

For her first mission, Shen was paired with a Voyer (portal-maker), and tasked with tracking down a strange group of thieves who would emerge through portals, attack with strange and powerful weapons, and then vanish with their loot. A trap was set for them, but the thieves escaped. The Voyer was able to trace the portal and open a new one to the area of its origin. Shen-Ur jumped through, but to her surprise, the portal did not lead to another location in her own world, but to an alien realm: Portal 0771C3. The Voyer was not able to keep their portal stable long enough to follow...or at least Shen hopes that's why the portal closed behind her and left her stranded in a strange world.

 

[Diana]

The Discord threads have been MADE! 8D See errbody in three hours!

 

[Zarko Straadi]

LOGS: JUST ANOTHER DAY AT THE 0771C3

Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 7:51 AM
You have arrived to PORTAL 0771C3. Please exit the conduits in a quick and timely manner as to not block incoming travelers. All creatures and younglings must be kept contained. Any caught roaming the station unattended will be confiscated by the Space-Time Bureau of Lost Lifeforms and duly processed. Declare all technological cargo with our friendly Travel Agents before you depart to your next location. Thank you for choosing the Multi-Magnus Portal Network for all of your dimensional hopping needs.

Welcome to the busy dimensional port hub dubbed 0771C3. Travelers across many dimensions use portals just like these to cross unfathomable distances between universes. This one? Well, the last inspection didn't really go over very well. Some of the portals are out of order, the wait times are awful, the cafeterias and food stalls might just poison you, and there's rumors that a local syndicate are using this station to smuggle things. Whether you work here or you are just passing through - don't let your valuables out of your sight, and don't taste the Gachalurgak no matter how cheap it is.
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Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 10:57 AM
IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY AT PORTAL 077IC3. A caravan of Jackalopes are stuck in CUSTOMS. Only one stall at the food court is open and it's serving "Pea" Soup. The clerk won't explain why "Pea" is in quotations even when they speak it. Half of the transit portals are down for maintenance. Something has smelled AWFUL for the past three hours. Security is on break.
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 10:59 AM
"Hello. Welcome to the trial period of the Organic Reclamation Service."

The creature, a mass of tentacles and eyes, waved a "hand" before it continued speaking

"As you can clearly see, all rubbish disposal facilities have been replaced with new, improved, organic units. They work just as normal. Please pay no attention to the sound of it messily devouring your garbage and the belches it does. We assure you that despite claims of otherwise, it is indeed non-odorous"
"For any complaints, please voice them to me."
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 11:03 AM
Tobias didn't plan on travelling by portal 077IC3. It was just the only portal service that was within in his price budget to visit his boyfriend who lived in another universe. " I mean, this isn't the worst service I have ever seen," he mumbled.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 11:05 AM
Steftamonty manned the Tourist Counter counter today and looked positively bored out of her mind. She had a handkershief tied around her nose and mouth to ward off that gods be damned stench, and was furious that nothing but "Pea Soup" was available for a snack. What she wouldn't give for an ice cold drink! And some entertainment at work! "See the seven worlds of wonder.." she blandly mumbled to the passing crowd, without any real effort. "Get your guide to Worm Dishes across the multiverse..."
The Mood is NSFW
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Today at 11:09 AM
"Aw hon! Ya sound bored!" an Earth-based accent, from the Florida region, spoke up by the tourist counter. "Ah'll give ya a granola bar if you can tell me 'bout the weirdest places 'round here." Her grin widened.

Ozymandias, a thick and curvy woman with just the faintest madness in her eyes, grinned at poor Steftamonty with a combination of mischief and good-nature.
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 11:11 AM
Tobias had walked by the counter and looked over at Steftamonty with a look in his eyes at someone who would rather not be there. " I think the other lady might be right, but I can give you at least something to ease the boredom part," he replied, showing the guitar he had argued to come with him on his travel.
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 11:12 AM
Shen-Ur looked around herself in astonishment. The thieves she had been sent to follow had lost themselves in the crowd--of strange creatures! Worse still, the portal that had sent her here had closed behind her. Wherever this was, it had to be some kind of otherworld or plane.

The place she was in looked like some kind of marketplace, yet it seemed that most of the alien travelers were passing through rather than shopping.
Lyrikai
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Today at 11:12 AM
This was just terrific. Stuck in damned portal customs hell. Irritable, grumpy, more than just a little bored, Sorin paced. How the hell did he even get stuck here of all places? The investigation that crossed him through here just wasn't damned worth it after all this trouble, but if his trail went cold because he got wrapped up in customs, he was going to be pissed. Being here on important business apparently meant nothing to these people.

Arms tight across his chest, he was seething. Someone tried offering him "pea" soup and he was really wondering if it would be illogical to get someone arrested just for being annoying.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 11:17 AM
Steftamonty held out her hand for that granola bar! "If by around here you mean this portal station, I guess the weirdest areas might be the storage halls. People stash their cargo in there all the time, and it occasionally gets out. We got jackalopes today."

To Tobias she looked a bit horrified at the guitar suggestion - apparently Stef had some bad experiences with busking! But she was on the clock so... "Uh... Uh... sure. There's good sound over there by that junk wreck we call a fountain."
Tribs
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Today at 11:21 AM
Captain Bai recently of Her Majesty's Space force was now working in this hell hole of a an interdiminsional port. He was retired but didn't have enough to live on so here he was. Coming off break to jackalopes.

"Really... Who in the seven hells let those things out of their boxes?!" The older man's hair was mostly white but once it had been black. Since joining this place it gotten a lot more white...

He smacked a jackalope in the buttocks with his cane, sending it running towards the group of lagabouts who were chatting!
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 11:25 AM
"Segu entaka? Sha, segu entaka?" Shen spun to the voice. The creature speaking--apparently to her--had too many arms, long and skinny, covered with feathers. "Uh...my apologies, I--" before Shen could finish, the creature reached into a basket, pulled out a small object, and stuck it on her forehead. "Universal translator," the creature now said. "Move along." As alien as the being was, it somehow expressed the manner of a bored functionary. Not wishing to be a problem for them,, Shen 'moved along.'
The Mood is NSFW
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Today at 11:28 AM
Ozy handed over the granola bar with a warm smile, then tilted her head. "Huh. Real jackalopes... Ya want me t' git one fer ya?" she asked, then looked down to spot one by her feet. "Aw~! Ain't you a cutie?" She leaned down and picked it up, supporting it so it couldn't break its own spine if it tried to squirm free. "Did tha' mean ol' man whump yer ass? Poor baby!"
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 11:28 AM
"Please. I urge you to try our completely safe, sustainable nutrition bars."

Another tentacle beast started, holding a tray full of bricks of black-brown jello hard enough to kill someone

"It is ethically sourced through our biowaste recycling facilities. No creature was harmed in its creation"
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 11:31 AM
With jackalopes loose around the station, most portals were now being set to NO DEPARTURES as to make sure none of the shinyassed little shits got loose into other dimensions. That meant all parties were now stuck here on layover!
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 11:33 AM
"Please be assured we are trying our best to catch these creatures."

The biopunk department had apparently unleashed smaller versions of the tentacle monsters currently offering horrible food bricks. It chased the jackalopes like horrific cats from hell, and the cries of terror and agony as they were viciously murdered and devoured offscreen rang out every now and then
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 11:33 AM
Somehow, Shen could now understand the amorphous tentacle mons--being! Well, mostly? Am I dead? she wondered. Some sort of chaos erupted--small antlered hares?!--causing signs she could now read to say 'No Departures.'
Lyrikai
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Today at 11:33 AM
These jackalopes were such a massive damned problem holding up everything important and Sorin was absolutely losing his damned mind. No Departures. Aw hell. There was quite the conversation going on at the tourist counter and it was the last thing he wanted to overhear, but he needed to find really anybody that worked here that could direct him the hell out of this place.

Approaching the counter to slide himself in and lean on an elbow, he flashed a smile... and then flashed his detective badge at Steftamonty. "Excuse me," he said, "I don't mean to interrupt, but I really need some help here. Is there someone I can speak to that can get me the hell out of here? I'm on an important case and it's absolutely imperative that I not be stuck here."
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 11:40 AM
"Sir, this is a tourist desk," she replied with a few blink at Sorin's badge. As if that thing meant anything here! Steftamonty leaned, trying to see if she could spot any of the Security peeps back from lunch. Nope, the sign was still up at their station! "Listen, guy, when the portals are down, you can't really do much about it. It's a huge problem to open one up if we have a containment breach. You're just going to have to chill out for awhile."
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 11:42 AM
Tobias somehow missed the fact that she seemed horrified by the guitar suggestion. " Thanks for telling me that," he replied, walking over to the fountain and strumming his guitar. Despite his haggered look with his brown unkempt hair pushing to one side and a beard that looked like he forgot to wash it for a few days, he was actually good at playing the guitar and even better with singing. I'm not the hero to save the day, I'm not the hero who gets the girl, I'm not the hero to save the day, I'm just the hero who should stay away. It felt vaguely familiar, like you heard it somewhere before.
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 11:43 AM
"THE END IS COMING" burst someone into the tourist desk. The massive dude looked like a surfer, except he was wearing a tinfoil hat and an entire mask made of tinfoil.

He was just in his undies. HIs undies had little duckies on it.

"THE END IS HERE MAN. THE JACKALOPES ARE THE HERALDS OF THE APOCALYPSE. THIS ENTIRE STATION WILL PERISH, SWALLOWED BY THE GREAT FLYING SPAGHETTI MONSTER"

He went quiet for a second

"So you got any change you can spare?"
Lyrikai
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Today at 11:43 AM
"Chill out?" Sorin scowled, "I can't just chill out. I've been trying to be patient, but I'm on an important case and I'm looking for someone. The more time I waste here, the further away he gets and-" He clamped his mouth shut, not exactly wishing to cause a scene. "Please. There must be someone I can talk to? Who's in charge here?"
The Mood is NSFW
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Today at 11:45 AM
Ozy stared at the ducky-bedecked man, then thrust her captive jackalope into his arms. "Here, Ah think ya need 'im more'n Ah do."

Then, she turned her attention to Sorin. "Ah think yer gonna have t'wait. Ah mean, Ah could help ya in an unofficial way, but if Ah mess up, ya might not be a carbon-based lahfform anymore, yanno?"
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 11:45 AM
Suddenly warning klaxons went off. "ALERT. ALART. A FLORIDA MAN HAS BREACHED THE PORTALS. SECURITY PLEASE HEAD TO THE MAIN FLOORS. A FLORIDA MAN HAS BREACHED THE PORTALS. SECURITY PLEASE PROCEED QUICKLY TO THE FLOOR." Apparently Floridamans were a big problem at this station.
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 11:47 AM
The tentacled creatures all listened to the security announcement. and the Florida Tinfoil Man held his Jackalope for a moment

Then the tentacles started to SCREECH

"THEY KNOW I'M HERE MAN. THEY'RE COMING FOR ME." He shouted, grabbing the Jackalope's ass defensively as he sprinted away

"VARIENT DETECTED. EXECUTING PURIFICATION" came one of the tentacles, who was no persuing the Florida man. Somehow, they managed to kick up a dust cloud as the chase continued. SOmewhere far away, someone was listening to cartoon chase music
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 11:48 AM
Tobias ignored the warning someow and continued to sing. "Everything I touch turns to dust, Everything I touch slowly dies, everything proves what I'm not supposed to be, I never was meant to be.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 11:48 AM
Steftamonty sighed at Sorin, then paused a bit in horror as the alarms went off. Not AGAIN! "Guy, we have enough problems going on here than impatient travelers!" She set up her ON BREAK sign herself. Stef wasn't dealing with any more Floridamans!
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 11:50 AM
"THE FLORIDA SHALL RISE AGAIN. WE SHALL RETURN FROM THE ASHES, MAN" came the shouts of the Florida tinman as he stopped suddenly in front of Tobias

"Hey pal you got any change?"

"WE SHALL FEAST ON YOUR FLESH"

"Nevermind bro gotta go"

The chase continues
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 11:50 AM
Now that she could read the signs--lists of arrivals and departures, directions to portals, and the like-- Shen thought she was beginning to understand what this place was. Now that she knew what to look for, she even saw what looked to be a picture of a portal, in some kind of broadsheet advertisement for perfume. "Smell Beautiful On Any World," it said. A scantily-clad insectoid, holding up an elaborate jar, and the portal behind her. Apparently, instead of needing Voyers to make portals for them, these people had found a way to create them as enchanted artifacts!
The Mood is NSFW
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Today at 11:51 AM
"They ain't gonna come fer me, raht? Ah'm a woman..." She watched in curiosity as the tentacle thing chased the Floridaman around. "Ah also ain't... that partic'lar flavor of ravin' lunatic." She tilted her head as she watched with curiosity. "Them tentacles remind me of mah ex... Ah should call 'im."
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 11:52 AM
Tobias was so into his song that he didn't even notice the chase. I cannot save the girl, Don't got the power to stop the villain, don't get the strength to go on, I'm just too weak to save the day. If anything was listening, they would quickly realize the song he was singing was 'Not the Hero' by one-hit wonder Tobias King.
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 11:53 AM
The Florida Tinman's chase managed to circle around to shen, jumping dramatically out the way and landing right in front of them. He blinked, looked at shen, before giving a shit eating grin and going

"Hey. How you doing?"

"CEASE YOUR RESISTANCE MORTAL"\
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 11:56 AM
Shen spotted a desk for "travelers" (her language not having a word for "tourist"), and started heading that way. Suddenly, she had to jump-and-roll to avoid a very strangely-dressed man being pursued by more of the tentacle creatures. The man nimbly jumped in front of her. "Uh...I experience the most...unusual day of--" She spun to the sound of the bellowed voice. Was it speaking to her?
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 11:59 AM
"Oh shit he's still chasing me." The Florida Tinman blurted, apparently having forgotten that the tentacle beast was chasing him. He got up, and sprinted away before dropping a small slip of paper with numbers in front of Shen

"Call me babe!"

"DO NOT FLEE FROM ME" came the tentacle monster as it continued the chase scene
The Mood is NSFW
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Today at 12:01 PM
"Hmm... Maybe Ah should help 'im," Ozy mused to herself, head tilted in thought.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 12:01 PM
Steftamonty stayed nice and safe behind her counter, warily watching the nonsense take place. At least this Floridaman didn't seem to have weapons, so the tourist desk was back open again as she took a few bites of her granola bar. Plus.. what a surprise! The busker didn't suck either! Maybe the day wasn't so bad? Besides the jackalopes anyway.
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 12:02 PM
Tobias was also from Flordia, but maybe it was the lack of tin foil hat and craziness that had him being ignored. It also could be that people just forgot where he lived since he had moved out of the state once his fame took off.
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 12:02 PM
It should be noted the Florida Tinman was still holding the Jackalope he took from Ozzy
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 12:03 PM
Tobias would take a second to zone out, allowing himself to seperate for the next part of the song, making a female reflection that sang. You don't make everything turn to dust, you bring everything back to life, you turn darkness into light, you were meant to be the hero who saved the day She was also good.
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 12:06 PM
Shen dodged out of the way of the tentacle creature. Picking up the cryptic note the man left, apparently the 'universal' translator could not make any sense of the row of numbers he'd written. Perhaps it was some sort of cypher? His departing words were equally incomprehensible. Why would he want me to call him 'babe?'

Cautiously, she approached the Travelers' Desk. "Excuse me miss," she said to the lady behind the counter. "Is it so that you have many portals leading to many worlds? Do you have a spell to identify which world a person is from?"
Lyrikai
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Today at 12:08 PM
"I can't wait!" Sorin tried to protest. "I have-" Suddenly alarms started blaring about Florida Man breaching the portals and his only hope of escaping this nightmare ended abruptly. Now staring at an obnoxious 'On Break' sign, he sighed. "Terrific. Just my damned luck."

Just what in the hell was a Florida Man anyhow?

Clearly this was not the day to be here with this sheer amount of chaos. Something with tentacles sure was causing mayhem and he kept his head low, eyes searching for any secutiy of this hellhole and whether or not they were actually going to do anything. "Is it always this goddamn chaotic!" he shouted, "This is highly unprofessional!"
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 12:10 PM
Out of nowhere one of the tentacle monsters approached the group, and anyone outside the group, and presented them with an extremely unappetizing brick of goopy jello

"Would you like a free sample?"
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 12:11 PM
Steftamonty blinked at Shen with some confusion of her own. "From? Shouldn't you already know where you're coming from, lady?" At least this was KIND OF a problem Stef could help with. "Actually hold on," she bent down under the desk to rummaged around in all the brochures. She popped back out with what looked like a very complex mapping guide. "This probably out dated, but it lists off this Portal's arrival points and departure points. No one portal can connect to EVERY place in the multiverse, so it's basically a transit system. Portal hopping until you land where you need to be-- NO ONE WANTS YOUR SHIT CUBES KEVIN!" she shouted at the tentacle thing.
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 12:13 PM
Tobias would be taking a water break from a water bottle out of his bag as the female voice covered her chrous. You're the hero who can save the girl, you got the power inside of you, you got the strength to go on, I believe you can save the day
Lurcolm The Spider
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Today at 12:13 PM
The tentacle beast at the tourist desk stopped. For a long time they didn't move, before a loud sniffle came from him

"I'M JUST AN INTERN OKAY?" He cried out loudly

"I DON'T EVEN LIKE TENTACLES!"

Dramatic sobbing followed him as he ran away
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 12:22 PM
Shen's gaze followed the creature in confusion. Then she turned back to the lady, and received a remarkable handbill. "Oh, I know where I come from but--I did not come here through one of your portals. So...will your portal wizards be able to send me home?" she asked. Though she continually looked around her in awe, and ached to explore this new world, she decided it would be best if she found the way home first.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 12:25 PM
Stef didn't seem like she felt bad for that intern in the slightest! Keeping her sighing focus on Shen for the time being. "I mean, we get accidental drops here all the time. But sometimes we got in portals but no direct out portals, if you get what I mean? If you don't have tech or magic to travel directly, you're gonna have to figure out what station your world's portal is at."
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 12:30 PM
Tobias would swallow his water and continue. I cannot go on, I am too far gone, broken and shattered, I can't save the day As if the other singer refuted the point, she would sing You can go on, you are not gone, Broken and shattered is not you, You can save the day He would continue to strum, having an instrumental break here.
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 12:30 PM
The closest analogy to this place in Shen's experience was a seaport. There were pirates and other scalawags at seaports, so... "Does anyone...ever create a pirate portal? One not under the control of your organization?" If so, there was no guarantee that her world was even on the map, as far as these people would be concerned.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 12:36 PM
"Oh yeah, like, who the heck can control magic and tech across all universes? Sure they try, but like... there's always something. Sometimes Portal Patrol will come through looking for somebody making too much cross dimensional contamination though. No travel lists, banned worls, that kinda thing."
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 12:39 PM
Tobias would start and the song would be a fuse of the two chrouses with the two voices trading lines. I'm not the hero to save the day, you are the hero to save the day, I'm not the hero who gets the girl, you are the hero who gets the girl, I'm the not the hero who saves the day, You are the hero who saves the day, I'm the hero who should stay away, You're the hero who should save the day."
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 12:42 PM
"This 'Portal Patrol,' how may one contact them?" Shen asked. If the thieves were from this world, she was sure the local gendarmerie would be far better able to apprehend them than Shen or any of the Ashir. They also seemed most likely to be able to return her home, though as she thought of that, part of her wondered if she truly wanted to go back...
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 12:47 PM
Tobias would do some backing instrumental as the female figured continue. Stop hiding in the shadows, lukring in the darkness is not way As if to refute the point, Tobias sang. * I cannot come into the light, I don't got it in me to fight.* As if to refute that point, the female voice sang Stop being a coward, stop being afraid, better to die a hero As if to argue that, Tobias sang. I can't go on, you don't quite understand The female voice went Make me understand what you mean, tell me the truth. At that point, Tobias stop strumming, and it shifted to a different sadder tune.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 12:49 PM
"I guess you could try security...?" The security team seemed to be busy at the moment apprehending loose jackalopes, so who knew when they've be back at their station. In the meantime, Stef leaned to wrinkle her nose up at the busker, who was playing music so sad sad it was starting to get depressing!
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 12:57 PM
Tobias would start to sing * All my powers are gone, all my life, I can't be the hero anmore." As if to refute the pointm the female voice would go. You don't need the power, you can be a hero. As if on cue, the girl would sing her chrous. You are the hero who saves the day, you are hero who gets the girl, you are the hero to save the day, You're the hero to save the day., Tobias sang his own chrous to refute hers. I'm not the hero who saves the day, I'm not the hero who gets the girl, I'm not hero who saves the day, I'm just the hero who should stay away The female form would have a facial change and her cord started to change as he played it.
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 1:01 PM
Shen followed the woman's eyes to the troubador who seemed to be, both in appearance and song, down on his luck, despite having magic able to conjure a backup singer. Would Imperial silver even be useful to him? she thought. She reached into her satchel and fetched a couple silver tetradrachmas. A little tentatively--she had no idea what sort of costs might be imposed on her here, and her supply of coin was quite finite--she offered them to Tobias.
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 1:04 PM
As if in resignation, the female voice sang. FIne you can't be a hero, don't blame me for the blood on your hands. Tobias didn't refute as he sang. I will live to regret it And if on cue, the instrumental fused and in perfect snync, they sang. But you're/I'm not the hero who could save the day As the line finishes, the female figure fades away. The instrumental somehow gets sadder.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 1:13 PM
How did it get even SADDER! Steftamonty stood there, mouth gapping open, gesturing a "c'mon man!" with her hands and shoulders, but didn't make any loud verbal complaint. She wasn't THAT rude. But the song was def having an impact on many of the other trapped travellers in the station, cause a group of Mongoose Ladies had burst into tears and were hugging each other!
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 1:20 PM
Tobias would resume the next part. I Wish I could do something, stop the villain, save the day, but it's too late, too late now, I had my chance to be a hero, to save the day, but I'm not the hero who saves the day, I'm fading away" Tobias would continue to sing, his voice faiding for the chrous. I'm not the hero who saves the day, I'm not the hero who gets the girl, I'm not the hero hero who saves the day, I'm just the hero who should stay away, He sang. But then.... there was a key change, and it start to get more upbeat of all of a sudden, as he strummed, soaking in the build-up to the hopeful finale.
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 1:26 PM
Now that she had gotten closer, Shen-Ur noticed that there was no upturned hat or other vessel to receive coin. Every now and then, someone would come and wave and gesture to a spreading beam of light that emerged from a small artifact next to his guitar case. Did people here even use magic in place of money? She tried holding the tetradrachmas in the light, but the device made an unpleasant sound.
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 1:30 PM
Tobias would take a deep breath and started the finale, singing lowly first I must be the hero who saves the day, doesn't matter the cost shifting himself to louder as the strumming went up. I won't fade away As if to emphasize the point, the key fused his and the female singers instrumental. She's right, I am the hero who saves the day As if to make it even better, the strumming got more hopeful as he sang the final verse. Time to save the day
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 1:34 PM
"Attention all portal travellers. The jackalope and Floridian Breaches have been contained. All portals will be open momentarily. Repeat. Breaches have been contained. All portals will be open momentarily. Please gather all travel cargo and entities before departure."
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 1:38 PM
Even the universal translator could not tell Shen what all the voice's words meant; there were no terms for them in her language. Still, the gist of its message seemed to be that the crises had been resolved.
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 1:38 PM
Tobias would pick up his guitar and the case, taking a deep breath and would take another sip of his water, before going back to Steftamonty. " I hope that wasn't too bad, it's been a while since I played that," he replied. It was obvious something had changed from the start to the end of the song since he now looked differrent, pushing his blond hair out of his blue eyes and clean-shave face. It was very obvious now he was the original writer of that song.
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 1:42 PM
The troubador packed up his guitar and left for the Travelers' Desk, ignoring Shen entirely. Inwardly, she shrugged. She was used to it. If the crises were resolved, perhaps she could now talk to Security? She started out walking down the prominade, looking for anything that might be a Security post, or an unoccupied Security officer.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 1:46 PM
"It was friggin' sad, guy," Not that she understood at all why he needed to come tell her that. She was just a clerk. In fact, a clerk that was about to clock out for the day. So she setup her CLOSED signed and gathered up her gear. "I'm so glad nobody got shot today! It's so rare..." she muttered to herself.
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 1:49 PM
"Yeah, I get that a lot when it comes down to it," Tobias replied, taking a deep breath and pausing as if he heard a gunshot in the background. He was sure it was nothing.
Zarko Straadi
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Today at 1:51 PM
The troubador's reaction (or lack thereof) reminded Shen of the other Ashir back home. Either this sort of indifference, or worse, their suspicion. Was there any chance she could stay in this world of wonders, this Gate to Many Worlds, and the limitless vistas it offered?
Lucky, Phantom of the Discord
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Today at 1:53 PM
Tobias would head to the portal where he could see his boyfriend.
Diana Ò◇ÓOP
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Today at 1:57 PM
IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY AT PORTAL 077IC3. Half a caravan of Jackalopes are now quarenteened much to a vender's distress. The single open food court stall is now out of "Pea" Soup and is now serving Jackalope on a stick. All portals are now open for travel, although one seems to be menacingly sparking. It still smells SO BAD in the station. Security is changing shifts.

Will the travelers get safely where they're going? Shall we see them again? FIND OUT AS THE NEXT SCHEDULED PORTAL 0771CE OPENS.