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TEST DRIVE MEME #1
1. now it's fun to wake up in a strange chateau
[you wake up.
it doesn't matter where you were before. going to bed? dying? opening the door to face a great evil? same result. you wake up in a soft bed with starched sheets in a cool, darkened room, sunlight peeking out from behind thick curtains. maybe you're alone; maybe you aren't. maybe you immediately notice the folded paper on the bedside table near your head. if you don't, you better fix that real quick: you won't be able to even open the door before you read it.
the note itself is written in a neat hand on white card stock; there is a stylized logo of a ship with the words SERENA ETERNA printed underneath. the note reads as follows:
Dear Passenger(s),
As your cruise director, it is my great honor to welcome you aboard the Serena Eterna, your destination for fun and adventure! We know you could have chosen any cruise line for your vacation, and we're very grateful you chose ours! On behalf of the Captain, I would like to assure each and every passenger that will we do whatever it takes to fulfill all your needs and desires during your journey with us.
At your earliest possible convenience, please attend the mandatory lifeboat drill by the end of the day. I'm sure everyone is very eager to get started on all the fun and sun, but safety always comes first! You can find your life jacket in your cabin's closet; carry it to your assigned muster station on deck one, where I will take you through the drill. If you can't find me in the crowd, just look for the gal with the winning smile!
See You Real Soon!
Sincerely,
Gal Friday
you walk to deck one. you have no other choice: every time you try to step in a direction some unseen being considers "not towards deck one," you find your legs no longer move, staying stock still, frozen. whether compelled quickly by curiosity, or delayed by pure stubbornness, the result is the same, and you are left milling around with other similarly curious or stubborn people.
you see someone in uniform near the front of the crowd. she seems to be a gal, but is missing the winning smile, along with most of her other features. she seems to see you, though, rushing to your side and placing a lei around your neck with great formality. a voice, cheery but artificial, sees to come from nowhere and everywhere.]
Welcome aboard! We're so glad to have you!
[you touch the lei. rooster feathers, lotus seeds, and a carved circle of something white and hard, linked onto a silk string.]
2. messing with my mind was fun at the time
[freshly lei'd, your legs are forced to lead out onto the deck and towards your muster station. the same woman is there, carrying a clipboard. this time, she introduces herself as Gal Friday, the cruise director, before immediately going into the muster drill spiel. it is very boring, and you are not allowed to move, except when you are required to show you know how to put your life vest on. you could try to not do this, but Friday will move to stand in front of you very closely and just. look in your direction until such a time that you decide to do it. and I'm sure your fellow passengers want you to just get on with it, too.
but, once it ends? she reiterates her desire to welcome you aboard. and, then, you're free.
well, free to move about the ship at your own leisure, of course. which is a kind of free, and probably the best one you can hope for. you could try to escape, maybe, if you have the means to; Friday certainly won't be one to stop you. that's what the barrier is for, after all.
but, wouldn't you much rather have fun?
the buffet is full. the pool is open. the casino jingles and chimes.
welcome aboard.]
3. lots of mystery in the history of the devils I knew
[you were never alone.
a few days have passed since you first arrived on the Serena Eterna. perhaps you've made yourself a little routine, and settled in a bit. or maybe you haven't done that at all. either way, you're here, and it looks like somebody is pretty pissed off about it.
it starts small. sometimes nearby plates skid off tables, or a pool chair upends while you're walking next to it. and sometimes that chair is aimed right at your head. objects are moving with quickly increasing frequency, and a wide variety of styles: some are dropped, or pushed, and others and others are tossed, but a few of the items are thrown, with great force and odd accuracy. if Friday is around during the lighter moments, she simply titters and cleans up whatever mess is made. if a pot of soup sails off the buffet line and nearly drenches you in boiling minestrone, she simply walks away.
and then there's the voices. hundreds, maybe thousands, calling out. not all are intelligible English, but you seem to understand them anyway. some sound scared, or angry. some are screams, others whispers. some sound entirely strange, while others are achingly familiar. and they're all saying the same exact thing:
Get Out.]
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her question makes him pause, considering. not particularly, and it's interesting to note that no one's ever really bothered to ask.
a moment and he shrugs, shaking his head from side to side. ]
Not really, just whichever one you're more comfortable with. It's nice to meet you too, Shenhe.
[ the boat rolls a little, bobbing on a particularly strong wave. behind Shenhe someone runs to the side of the boat just in the nick of time, however the nature of the barrier doesn't really hold up in the face of projectiles, maybe. whoops. ]
Am I the first one from Teyvat you've met?
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Why would my comfort be more important then what you want?
[Why are you so weird, sir!! Stop being so casual and affable, Shenhe doesn't know what to do with this.
She ignores the scrambling behind her, managing to stay steady as the boat rolls despite her heels. It does make her feel a bit... Off? In a way? Something about the way the boat is never truly still...
Ugh.]
Of the people here, yes. Most of them seem to hail from somewhere else...
[...]
Or they simply don't have Visions.
[More people in Teyvat lack Visions then have them, at least.]
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but damn this is. it's not really awkward, but it's definitely a little off. Shenhe's off, and this entire conversation feels like an exercise in How to Talk to People.
he laughs, the sound bright and conversational. ]
You're so polite, it's almost suspicious. I'm starting to think you might be one of those mountain-dwellers.
[ an adeptus, in other words. given her manner of speech and her awkward delivery, it would make sense. ]
And I've surmised as much from the people I've run into. They all seem to be from entirely different places. It's rather interesting, all things considered.
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...
[She's doing her best, here, and it wouldn't be the first time someone assumed she was an adeptus by nature. She knows she shouldn't be frustrated, that it's not a baseless assumption because of how she acts and what she does, but she has to wonder if she'll ever fit in with humans at this rate.
She glances to the side, debating on whether to address his suspicions or not, before pressing her lips together and shaking her head.]
I am as human as you are, though I was trained in the adeptal arts.
[She watches as someone tests the barrier, keeping Childe in her peripheral vision.]
I wonder how someone was able to pull people from so many different places here, and to what end.
[If you're going to be dragging people in from the multiverse, why put them on a cruise ship?]
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"trained in the adeptal arts" brought about more questions than answers. to his knowledge the adepti did not go about associating with humans unless necessity dictated it - the incident at the harbor being the sole example in his mind - and he didn't think the people of Liyue would go out of their way to attempt replicating adeptal arts in order to try and sell it as some kind of training method. or maybe they were, who knows what people might resort to in order to make money.
but more than that, he's aware there is such a thing as adepti sickness. and Shenhe did not look the least bit sick. ]
Your guess is as good as mine. According to the note we're all brought here for fun and adventure - and yet there's a barrier over everything. Kind of feels more like a cage or a prison.
[ maybe all his past misdeeds have finally caught up with him. his tone is pretty bright and conversational when he continues, less a press for more information about Shenhe and an attempt to tease her into revealing things about herself. ]
You haven't done anything to warrant being thrown into a jail cell, have you? Like say - killed anyone?