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[queendaze]

Who: EVERYONE!!
When: Day 1, early morning but not so early that you'd encounter monsters from last night
Where: Port Perplex
What: You have arrived to the kingdom!

[you weren't sailing that treacherous sea for long--in fact, the ride seemed surprisingly swift, if not potentially sickening. but here you are now, standing in the port of Port Perplex, unloading yourself and your belongings as the old ship sounds its obnoxious horn for the seventh time. and, well, come to think of it, you're not the ONLY one getting off the ship!

on land, you and the others are bombarded by a crowd of cheering townsfolk! they throw confetti over you, try to drape flower neklaces around your neck, and also blast horns PROBABLY RIGHT IN YOUR EAR, ow.]

"Who are these people? Oh... OH! They're here to help us!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"Please, have some petals. You like petals, yes?"

"IS MY HORN TOO LOUD FOR YA? WHAT? WHAT DIDJA SAY?"

[...anyway, it doesn't take long for them to disperse and leave you be, assuming you aren't getting caught up in their antics. should you explore further into the town, past the harbor, you'll find that the colorful town looks like it's on the brink of a festival--banners, streamers, bunting, balloons... they're everywhere! is it because of you? one might wonder, but you'll come to find that the town will always look like this from here on out. on the contrary, the beach/cliff area surrounding this little town leaves a LOT to be desired.

the Queen said you'd get a room of your own at the inn if you got a part-time job. well, the Dolph-Inn's visible in the distance. in an act of kindness, the innkeeper will gladly allow you to keep any of your stuff in a room until you get a job! however, should you return jobless by nightfall, the innkeeper will just as gladly toss your belongings onto the street and shove a cardboard box into your arms. yikes.

so... what are you up to?]

((QUICK LINKS: F.A.Q. - SETTING - THE INN - BUSINESSES & JOBS

NOTES: Just a reminder that job acquisition is ~handwaved~, ie nothing about it needs to be actually threaded, and you don't need modly approval to say if your character taking this job or that job is ok or not! It's in your hands, assuming your character takes a job!

ALSO backtagging is totally ok if you join in late, and you are certainly allowed to make posts of your own when you're ready! But just as a reminder, posts should steadily progress time in a linear fashion!))

Comments

[glorious]

[This man is simply trying to avoid any further run-ins with the crowds as he investigates the town, particularly the different businesses.]

[...however, if he saw you come off the boat with him, then he's going to make a point of approaching you.]

Excuse me...You're also here to deal with the labyrinth situation, aren't you?

[internalflame]

[ If anything, Jean is used to men of his stature addressing her so she doesn't seem to sweat the idea of speaking honestly with a stranger. ]

Aren't you? [ Maybe not so honest as she answers a question with another in return, but she means well. Probably. ]

[ninetyninelives]

That's right.

[whopraysfor]

Yes. Yes I am. It's nice to meet you.

[Zack offers a hand to shake.]

[jarredforlife]

[This man looks somewhat unnerved to be accosted by such a magnificent pair of eyebrows.]

Ah...yes...?

[breachedwhale]

[ pauses, that face is familiar ... ]

Ah, yes I am.

[primetimehero]

[ pauses, blinking at him like he might recognize him

but

then

hm. ]

—uh, yeah. Aren't we all?

[bydesign]

[ Madoka has been both embarrassed by, and basking in the attention from the crowds. Being a cute, friendly girl has its perks, and by the time the streets are empty enough to really move, she's got a flower-crown on her head and an armful of flowers and festival trinkets meant to be handed out. She can't say no to hand-outs.

She struggles with her bags and her goods as she makes her way down the streets, occasionally dropping something, then kneeling down to pick it up only to drop something else. Right in your way, if you're headed to the inn. ]

Oh! Oh, I'm sorry!

[watertabled]

[He considers not offering, he really does, but they're even walking the same way...] Do you need a hand?

[heroclub_5thtenet]

[There are only so many times Karin can watch this before she speaks up.]

Aren't you carrying way too much? If you're going to just take whatever's been given to you, shouldn't you at least pack it away into some of those bags you're carrying?

[How many bags is Madoka carrying, anyways?]

[watertabled]

[1. Town] [The festivities are a little much but it's nothing Kohaku hasn't dealt with before. They're honoured guests in this town, so it's to be expected really. He's still going to duck the crowd as soon as he can.]

[He doesn't quite smile when he sees you doing the same, but he seems friendly enough, gesturing to your floral garland.] I see they got you too.

[2. Dolph-Inn!] [He barely has any stuff on him, but he still stops by the inn first thing. A little distracted by the day's events, he doesn't think to knock before entering- oops, it looks like this is your room. He blinks, nonplussed, instead of hustling out of there. Hello neighbor?]

[ninetyninelives]

[draped in flower garlands, it looks like he collected extra]

They're very enthusiastic!

[lifehack]

[He's quick to yank off the flower necklace once the crowd has dispersed, making a face. But instead of throwing it down to the ground like it seems like he wants to, he just quietly pockets it instead as he makes his way through the town.

In fact, it's entirely possible you may see him standing outside the clinic, sizing it up thoughtfully.]

[glorious]

[Van will be stopping by the clinic himself to look it over himself, though seeing another recent arrival will give him pause.]

Have you found a job already?

[heroclub_5thtenet]

[This girl just looks super frazzled about the whole thing, herself. How do you even deal with all these people being... friendly and outgoing? Where are all the people in body-covering clothes and huge masks that never talk? Either way, by the time it's over her hair is covered in confetti, she's wearing several flower necklaces, and her ears are ringing.]

Wha-What was all that?!

[internalflame]

A welcoming ceremony of sorts. [ Very helpful this one is. ]

[ninetyninelives]

Jobs, jobs, jobs... And here I forgot to bring a resume.

[wandering through the shops, still draped with flower garlands and already looking for work.]

[kingspade]

I think most of us are lacking in that department. Hopefully they're lenient on that front, considering the side help we'll be giving.

[ He, too, is still wearing his flowers, but also carrying the Scottish Fold around in his arms. It seems like he, too, is looking for a place to work, but not sure where to really begin. ]

[steelmyself]

[ Archer occasionally attempts to brush flower petals off himself as he walks through the town, studying his surroundings.

He's not doing that great a job of it. Little pink petals still cling to his coat and his hair. ]

[ninetyninelives]

Cute.

[whopraysfor]

[and this gentleman is first going to get the suitcases he brought stowed in the inn. Vastly overprepared or just terrible at packing]

Excuse me. Sorry. Just have to get these in the inn... and find a job.

[ninetyninelives]

Wow, you packed for the long haul, didn't you?

[watching from the inn's staircase. his own luggage is nowhere to be seen.]

[queenspade]

[ Well here's someone who looks at home in all the hustle and bustle but also looks a bit...out of place. The loud fanfare and the festivity are nothing new but the job hunting well—

There's quite a bit on his mind but right now he's just trying to keep a particularly squirmy cat from jumping out of his arms and from batting at anyone or anything that comes close by. Except...that he fails at it. So, sorry for the cat swipe. At least there are no claws? ]

Sorry about that!

[glorious]

[--laughs. Which is very easy to do when claws are uninvolved.]

It's all right.

I see you brought a friend with you...Or did your friend decide to follow?

[jarredforlife]

[This man is wandering the town, peering down streets and up at signs. A crooked flower crown makes it clear that he's one of the celebrated visitors rather than a native. But surprisingly, he doesn't seem to have brought anything other than the clothes on his back -- and a small jar and he guards carefully with both hands.

As he wanders past, he keeps up a constant mutter under his breath that goes:]

Bakery, bakery...

[ninetyninelives]

Bakery?

[kusogaki]

[ Once she'd arrived, Kagura had clearly enjoyed the cheering and flowers, but she hadn't actually stuck around long. She had immediately dropped her things at the Inn, and set out on her first task of finding a job.

So, some time after all of the celebration, you might see a small girl patrolling the streets on the back of a giant dog. She's already gotten her whistle from the Garrison, and she's blowing it and generally being a nuisance at anyone who looks like they might be disruptive, or even planning to stick a toe out of line.

Someone should probably blow a whistle on her. ]

[watertabled]

[He doesn't appreciate the general racket or the whistling (and is still deciding about the dog). Almost out of habit, he steps into her path with a very stern expression, arms crossed, lips thin. It should look too old for him, but it doesn't.]

Hey!

[blamesfate]

[There are too many people paying far too much attention them, the new arrivals. Kratos lingers on the boat for as long as possible, waiting until the crew physically encourages him to leave before finally setting foot on land. He fends off the townsfolk with a gentle hand, resting the other on the hilt of his sword, and eventually strides through the streets, looking purposeful.

... sure would be useful to have a map.]

[steelmyself]

Do you truly know where you're going?

[ --asks the man in red with a cynical smile, like he's just waiting to jump on someone who isn't totally confident. ]

[soulbridge]

[With flowers draped around his neck and settled artfully in his hair, Rideaux hasn't really progressed much beyond the harbour. Instead, surrounded by his (matching, designer brand) suitcases, he can be seen tapping away on some kind of device. It's a smartphone of some description, for those who'd know to recognise such a thing, and he's growing more and more obviously frustrated that it isn't doing whatever it is he wants it to.

Has he just forgotten that homeworld technology won't work here? Maybe, or maybe he thinks getting angry enough will somehow solve the problem. If you want to approach a grown man on the verge of a temper tantrum, well, here's your chance!]

[ninetyninelives]

Sir, there's no wifi or service here.

[primetimehero]

[a]

[ is BIKING through the town, adventuring everywhere and seeing the near-festivities as you do, jobs, etcetera, he's grabbing flyers and petals and whatnot! he's never sitting still, never staying in one place for long, but since he's so busy he might not notice it when a few of these charms drop from his person. they're very pretty though, and easy to find with how bright they are and how they glow. ]

[b]

[ though, if you're not a good samaritan, you could probably just find him talking to a shopkeep, something about "saved the universe a million times" and "I forgot my resume". this guy is definitely star employee material, alright. ]

[c]

[ then again, maybe you're not really into the whole job hunting thing. that's legit, neither is he—eventually he's heading over to boulder beach with his bike, and taking a seat on one of the higher-place boulders so as to not be swept away by the ocean. ]

Wow. Now, that's nostalgic. Wonder if it's here, too?

[ to himself, as he surveys the ocean. ]

[note that option a might involve memory shenanigans!]

i C what you did

[swordhandled]

Did your search for employment end well?

[shrugsitoff]

[ walking around town, looking at all the possible job openings, trying to decide which one would be the best ]

Which job should I take...?

[breachedwhale]

[ don't mind as his boyfriend somewhat sneaks up on him to lean up and blow into his ear a bit playful before taking his ear ]

That's a very good question. I'm wondering the same for myself.

[botamessiah]

[One girl is shorter than everyone here. This is because she sits in a wheelchair. She wheels herself through the crowd rather easily, bag attached to the back of her chair, her lap full of petals and other things from the people who greeted her. A sigh escapes as she finally finds a break in the crowd. She takes the chance to pause in her movements, shaking out her arms a little.]

I'm so used to Yuna pushing me around... My arms get a little tired. Now let's see, where is that bakery...?

[glorious]

I believe I saw the bakery just further down the street...Do you need any assistance?

[solarbeam]

Hello!

[ Is it a bird? Is it a plane? NO!!!!! It's Supergirl! Said girl is in a blue outfit and a cape floating over the crowd, smiling down at them all being so excited over the arrivals of help. Reassuring them that yes, she is here to help them, don't worry, doesn't take too long. ]

I missed this.

[watertabled]

[Gee, you sure are a flying... mortal person. Overhearing, from somewhere down there.] You've been here before?