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OPEN PSL ❖ fragment space
"Welcome to the S.S Phoenix! We hope you enjoy your stay!"
- You open your eyes feeling a little stiff. The last thing you recall is seeing your planet get destroyed before a hand reached out to you--Captain's hand. You were then greeted with the same introductory phrase before receiving the keys to their brand new dorm, a device--you're told it's called the Babelfish, something that allows you to interact with others through the interdimensional network--and perhaps an extra thing or two.
You are then ushered into the onboarding area, where you can see your fellow passengers. Some foreign faces, perhaps even some familiar ones. Before you are given any time to think, however, Captain, at the head of the room, speaks up.
"Once again, welcome new guests, to the S.S. Phoenix! You may call me Captain. Today is your first day of onboarding, where you can get to learn more about us and your fellow passengers.
We are part of the Interdimensional Galactic Coalition, a system that was created to keep order and peace amongst the multiverse. This ship that you're currently in is now your new home. Consider the card that you have obtained your citizenship. However, staying here comes with a price.
As you already know, your worlds were destroyed. And we are here to help restore those worlds into proper order. But in order to do that, you must obtain Fragments. These mysterious Fragments will then power our ship's Revival Program. Those can be found in various worlds.
Now, if you have any further questions, now is the time to ask."
And she opens up the floor for questions--any questions.
[ OOC: Welcome, everyone, to a long form PSL in the form of Fragment Space! The premise of this is that your character's universes have been destroyed -- player's choice on the how -- and they have been rescued by the Captain to adventure to various worlds.
This PSL will very much be an exploration/mystery setup, with various types of settings that I will work with players on.
Locations for the S.S. Phoenix can be found here, and current NPC information can be found here.
In terms of moving things along, I will try to make sure that things move smoothly at least once a month. If you need to contact me for any questions/comments/concerns, please ping me either on plurk (
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[ She almost apologizes again out of pure habit before stopping herself. It seems to be the last thing Ichigo wants right now, even if Aoi... can't think of anything else to say.
Still... she also can't help the sigh of relief. ]
Ah... good... thank goodness...
[ She may not have been the leader Ichigo wanted, but... at least she was able to do that much. ]
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[She doesn't have any words, now -- sure, she's thought many times that she'd have many things to say but now that she's come face to face with Aoi here, even in plush form, as odd as that is, it all just dies in her throat.
All she can give is an anguished look.]
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[ Ah... it hurts to see her like that. It's a little surprising, even... isn't this why she was always so harsh on her? Because this might've happened? It's not surprising that Ichigo would be upset, but... she looks so pained...
Aoi can hardly regret her decision. Maybe that's just because the idea that she died... or at the very least, was going to die, hasn't quite settled in yet, but... ]
Ichigo-san... please, don't cry...
[ She finds herself lifting her stubby arms up, reaching for her... not that she can reach, but she still tries anyway. ]
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[It's true, even with the pained expression she makes, no tears seem to fall from her eyes.]
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[ She's not... she's not crying, even if it looks like she's about to.
...What does she say? What can she possibly say? If she saw her friends again after so long, as if nothing ever happened... what would she want to hear? ]
Ichigo-san... I'm here. I don't know how, but... I'm here.
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It feels like a fucking joke, though - to see you again, like this.
[You know, being a plushie.]