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VELVET ROOM - FRIDAY THE 13TH EDITION
Who: Employees of the Velvet Room and You
What: It's time for some introductions, and perhaps a few job offers.
Where: The Velvet Room
When: October 13
For what is now a very small and select group of people, the experience they have that night in their dreams will be familiar. For many others, however, it is completely new.
It happens as everyone turns in for the night, prepared for a rest. The transition happens almost smoothly: One moment, you're settling into your bed (or, for the sloppier among you, a couch or suitable chair) with your eyelids sliding shut. The next, you're opening them in what appears to be a small office cubicle in a rather barren office floor where all is awash in various shades in blue. A quick inspection will show that a thick fog is rolling past the windows showing the outside, and that all in the room are dressed in business casual clothing. Those who have Awakened fully, those who haven't -- it doesn't matter. Everyone who hasn't fallen back asleep is here.
There's the sound of computers being booted up. Slowly... slowly... this will take a while.
Decorations cover some of the desks, or at least as much as one could expect decorations to be for those who don't exist outside of this world. Cobwebs cover areas, but have candy canes and plastic eggs (that contain little toys) inside them instead of spiders. There are some pumpkins all over but... nothing on them. Just dumped wherever there is free space.
A plate of food is in the kitchen next to the still woefully pathetic, non-working coffee machine -- candied apples with chocolates (Christmas and Halloween themed). Blue drinks. A...bottle of ketchup? (That was for fake blood but Mary talked William out of it).
There are other people here, as well. That much becomes apparent when a quiet but distinct voice says, "Good evening and welcome to the second team meeting. We have some assignments for you."
To the side, waiting at the entrance of the gathering room, a pair of figures are waiting: Mary and William. It's clearly the former who's spoken, but the latter is next, a lot more relaxed as he smiles. "They'll be worth your time!" he promises, and grins at those who are new to this whole experience. On his face, he has a carrot tied to his nose as a “costume.” (Mary does not seem to have followed suit.) "For the rest of you, I'm William, and this is my sister Mary."
After a brief description of what they're talking about, the siblings happy to answer questions, or just let people wander around exploring the Velvet Room to their satisfaction. There is an awful lot to look at, after all. The cafeteria, the strange computers, the busted up coffee machine in the corner... the world is your oyster.
Or, well. This particular crappy office is your oyster. That's good enough, right?
[OOC: IF you have a question for the Velvet Room’s residents, please make sure to denote it in the title so that they can reply to you! The requests are now open! Keep watching for new request to appear as well!]
What: It's time for some introductions, and perhaps a few job offers.
Where: The Velvet Room
When: October 13
For what is now a very small and select group of people, the experience they have that night in their dreams will be familiar. For many others, however, it is completely new.
It happens as everyone turns in for the night, prepared for a rest. The transition happens almost smoothly: One moment, you're settling into your bed (or, for the sloppier among you, a couch or suitable chair) with your eyelids sliding shut. The next, you're opening them in what appears to be a small office cubicle in a rather barren office floor where all is awash in various shades in blue. A quick inspection will show that a thick fog is rolling past the windows showing the outside, and that all in the room are dressed in business casual clothing. Those who have Awakened fully, those who haven't -- it doesn't matter. Everyone who hasn't fallen back asleep is here.
There's the sound of computers being booted up. Slowly... slowly... this will take a while.
Decorations cover some of the desks, or at least as much as one could expect decorations to be for those who don't exist outside of this world. Cobwebs cover areas, but have candy canes and plastic eggs (that contain little toys) inside them instead of spiders. There are some pumpkins all over but... nothing on them. Just dumped wherever there is free space.
A plate of food is in the kitchen next to the still woefully pathetic, non-working coffee machine -- candied apples with chocolates (Christmas and Halloween themed). Blue drinks. A...bottle of ketchup? (That was for fake blood but Mary talked William out of it).
There are other people here, as well. That much becomes apparent when a quiet but distinct voice says, "Good evening and welcome to the second team meeting. We have some assignments for you."
To the side, waiting at the entrance of the gathering room, a pair of figures are waiting: Mary and William. It's clearly the former who's spoken, but the latter is next, a lot more relaxed as he smiles. "They'll be worth your time!" he promises, and grins at those who are new to this whole experience. On his face, he has a carrot tied to his nose as a “costume.” (Mary does not seem to have followed suit.) "For the rest of you, I'm William, and this is my sister Mary."
After a brief description of what they're talking about, the siblings happy to answer questions, or just let people wander around exploring the Velvet Room to their satisfaction. There is an awful lot to look at, after all. The cafeteria, the strange computers, the busted up coffee machine in the corner... the world is your oyster.
Or, well. This particular crappy office is your oyster. That's good enough, right?
[OOC: IF you have a question for the Velvet Room’s residents, please make sure to denote it in the title so that they can reply to you! The requests are now open! Keep watching for new request to appear as well!]
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What was he and why does he look like X- I mean the creature I knew back in my world?
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Your Foras is a being known as a "Persona." He is a part of you, born from the rebellion of your heart. As such, his appearance is likely to be a representation born from you and the meanings that you ascribe to certain symbols -- or perhaps creatures -- from your home world.
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If that's true, then my clothes and weapon came from the "rebellion" inside of me, correct?
But more importantly, why am I thrust into a role to fight in the frontlines? I'm not actually a fighter back home.
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As to your other question . . . [She's watching him closely.] Though you may not have fought, you have a fighting spirit within you.
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Despite her words, he isn't sure about it. He grew doubts about his own actions as well his strength regarding during the previous Pokemon battles he took. Still, her tone made him feel a little relief at this.]
Are you sure? Because of most of my life, I feel I always have the lack of power wielding a special power back home. I don't even know if I'm worthy of wielding this Persona power.