OPEN PSL ❖ fragment space

[moes]

"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 (tsundereban) or Discord (tsunderebans)! As this is an open PSL for my timeline, characters who participate may also interact with each other if they'd like, or keep things separate. I'm willing to run with things either way. ]

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OPEN MINI EVENT

[moepcs]

[ Early in the morning of the 26th, you get a buzz from your devices:

Free cake in the cafeteria, courtesy of your Captain.

I never forget a person's birthday once I know it. Please enjoy.
Hopefully this will allow you to have a deeper understanding of your fellow crewmates.

There is, in fact, a rather sizeable cake: gray and gold with a little raccoon statue on top as decoration.

Thankfully, everyone will have a chance to take a slice and will find the cake absolutely irresistible after the first bite.

It's the best cake you've ever eaten, even more so than most pastry chefs and you can't stop eating this one slice, wanting more and more...

...and soon enough, you've finished, somehow feeling full already. But that slice comes with a price!

For twenty-four hours any one (or more, I'm not your mom) of the effects may occur to your character:

1) The urge to dig through the trash.
2) The urge to make bad dad jokes.
3) You suddenly start gaining temporary raccoon traits.
4) #YOLO. Removal of mental restraints, time to do those things that you've always wanted to do but for some reason, you were holding yourself back!

It's probably fine, right? ]

[teheperinko]

[Naturally, Ruka did not pass up the opportunity to have a cake, especially one that was free. What she didn't realize was just how much of an adverse effect it would have on her hygiene. Why her hygiene, one might ask -- it only becomes readily apparent when one decides to look by one of the dumpster-size trash holders on the ship.

...Ruka has apparently decided that rifling through the trash, tossing the stuff that looks valuable into a pile outside said trash holder, and making a mess was a very good idea.

Someone please stop her.]

[nicehacking]

[And guess who is walking past Ruka as she is doing such a thing? That's right, it's Yuki, who seems to be fiddling with their newly given devices while doing so, only to pause when she sees a familiar uniform--]

Wait, there's no way... [She wouldn't go this far, would she?] Ruka?

[teheperinko]

Grrr, where is that... I know I found it in here somewhere...

[And chuck goes another piece of garbage. Because Ruka is a bit too good at being prodigious over the stupidest things, it somehow flies out of the dumpster and towards Yuki.]

[nicehacking]

H-HEY!!!!

[Yuki yells as she finds herself having to get the heck out of dodge from Ruka's shenanigans to the point where she's going to come over and try and pull the other girl out.]

Don't just start randomly chucking things out of there, you idiot!

[teheperinko]

[And like clockwork, Ruka starts flailing around as Yuki tries to pry her out of the trash.]

But I'm trying to find all the good stuff people just threw out!!

1 / 2

[nicehacking]

WHY!?

[moepcs]

[ . . .well, I mean she's not wrong, there are plenty of things to find in here, discarded.

There are a lot of metal scraps that seem to come from varying machineries, from old to modern to futuristic.

There's even a... designer purse in here??

But what's probably more pressing is that there is also what seems to be a black notebook that seems to be pretty ripped apart and used. ]

1/2

[teheperinko]

Because people don't know what they're throwing out, duh!

[And besides, waste isn't good for the environment!!]

See, I totally found something super valuable--!

[teheperinko]

...wait.

[It's not until she properly looks at it that it sinks in what this might actually be.]

Uh. Is some creepy gray-skinned, blue-haired guy gonna pop up on this ship out of nowhere and watch us write people's names into it?

[nicehacking]

[What environment, they're in space--]

We're going to have to get you into the baths after this.

[Like, immediately after.]

And what, you really think some shinigami is going to show up just because you touched a notebook?

[Which, on the record: the black notebook does not seem to have any text on the cover.]

1/2

[teheperinko]

I needed to ask, okay? That's the last thing anyone needs right now!

[And more importantly, what was this notebook even doing here? Why would its owner just leave it where someone could rummage and pluck it out?]

[teheperinko]

[Only one way to find out, she supposes. At least she can't make herself more filthy than she already is?

Ruka opens the notebook after double checking the cover for anything suspicious.]

Now let's see what's actually in it...

cw: human experimentation mentions

[moepcs]

[ The inside of the notebook is... well. There are a few pages torn here and there and the notebook seems suspiciously worn, as if it's been used for a very long time.

There seems to be a few pages torn in various ways - some outright just missing from the notebook itself, some bits and pieces here and there.

The first page that Ruka will find, though, is not written in the Common language, but is, in fact in Japanese. Perhaps that's not immediately strange, but what might be is the first page, which reads...

DAY ONE.

I found out a few secrets from going through the computer's systems. I was right. We cannot trust them.

I was careless. They caught me, and did something to me. What that 'something' is... I do not know. They just let me go after, told me to "be on my way" and to never do that again.

The rest of the page is ripped from the bottom. ]

[teheperinko]

...

[Well. Any humor she could have gotten out of this might as well have drained out her ears.]

Yukkie. I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure this is real bad.

[She promptly reveals the notebook's contents, a grimace settling onto messy features.]

[nicehacking]

Let me see?

[And she'll look at it when Ruka shows it off, green eyes reading it over several times and taking it in.]

Yeah, it's definitely not good, but we don't know whose notebook this is or even what they're referring to.

[use_the_sound_force]

[Lori Hamilton, redheaded normal-looking teenage girl (unless you look, like, really closely at certain spots), just looks haggard.

She'd avoided asking questions after the pickup, just listening in and nodding along. Once she's in the halls, though, she's talking to herself.]

Four times. Isn't this kinda thing meant to come in threes?

Never mind that none of the rest of the team's around this time. Hopefully they'll be okay. Who am I kidding, Ash's sattelite laser will probably show up to save us at some point.

... Checking myself... Dimensional pocket storage is fine. Systems are nominal, long as I can do the maintenance I'll be fine. Sound Core's operative, so if someone attacks me I can fight back. Precure is still real.

[That last one seems to reassure her more than the rest.]

... Coffee. Or some other caffeine. That's what I should do.

[... She might be going entirely the wrong way for that.]

[starwill]

The coffee shop is the other direction--

[Stelle calls out when she overhears Lori, heels clicking as she tries to catch up.]

[use_the_sound_force]

[Lori blinks, turning toward the voice.]

Oh. Th-thanks.

I'm Lori. You?

[... Right, she has a way to pay for coffee. She thinks. Hopes.]

[starwill]

Stelle, [she introduces herself with a confident smile, before adding:] the Galactic Baseballer. Nice to meet you, Lori.

[use_the_sound_force]

Ah, a-all right.

[She opts to not yet ask what 'Galactic Baseballer' means.]

This... Uh. Isn't my first world-blow-up crisis, honestly...

[starwill]

[Probably for the best!

But Stelle rubs at the nape of her neck awkwardly, with a bit of thought:]

It's mine, but ah... I have heard about worlds that have been destroyed in the past. Then again, I guess I don't really have a world to begin with?

[use_the_sound_force]

... This definitely sounds like a complicated backstory type situation. Your choice if you want to share or not.

[... Yeah this sounds like Lori is used to certain kinds of things happening around her.]

To the coffee shop?

[starwill]

It's not really that complicated. Rather... I kind of live on a space train that travels to different worlds.

[She says that as she is already leading the way to said coffee shop, taking it all in stride.]

[s1986u4]

Why raccoons...?

[Rosalind will eat the cake, though... and immediately light up. The gears are turning in her head, and while that's no different than usual, she runs off to the mission board.

Wait. Why the mission board?

Because she's moving all the actual missions off to one side and taking up the rest of the space with a conspiracy wall comprised of sticky notes and looseleaf. This is what happens when you take this girl's inhibitions, people.]

Immediately addictive cake for an unspecified passenger's birthday, implying that the Captain wants to celebrate all birthdays, despite us being in space and the worlds to which our calendars belong being completely destroyed, yet apparently not so destroyed that it can't be restored to full with the power of Fragments? For that I'd blame the writing staff, but I don't know what sort I'm dealing with here. For all I know this is reality, though if it is I find it immensely disappointing. On the other hand, if we tie that into the fact that the Captain themself also referred to Fragments as mysterious, and the number of Earths and Earthlike worlds represented herein...

[She'll be at this for a while.]