⚜ CITY OF ASTORIA ⚜

( DAY 28 ) Let There Be ... Communication
CITIZEN(S): Mycroft Holmes + You
LOCATION: Everywhere around the Palisade
DATE: Day 28(June 21st - June 26th)
OPEN/CLOSED: OPEN
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Both

There were many things lacking in this new world, but the one thing that truly aggravated Mycroft Holmes was the lack of communication. Oh certainly, one could walk across this cesspool of minimalistic living, but there was no way to talk to people over great distances without, alas, shouting. He and Loki had turned their building into a Hub of central activity, where messages were left and answered, but nothing extensive.

So, inbetween managing the garden (and in all reality, Loki), and his other interests, Mycroft worked off the principles of Philo Farnsworth. It was a simple step sideways - after the Master and the Doctor figured out how to get electricity to work within the city's confines, it was child's play to backwards engineer that, and even easier to work from waves that now existed. With that in mind, he took pieces of glass, copper and steel components, some tools that his Irregulars had found and constructed this:

( Astoria's First Smart Phone )

Now, of course, it needed to be tested. So he left a device in all the major buildings in the city - with a simple note that said - 'In an hour, turn me on and turn to channel on your knob.'

One hour later, his face appeared on the screen, smiling smugly, "Oh very good. Good day, ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself. I am Mycroft Holmes, and congratulations, we now have mass communication devices. Now, I am willing of course to create devices for everyone, and not just one per building, but it will be necessary for us to have a meeting of the minds on how we might start trading goods, and services. As you can see, my mental facilities are of great use, and I am sure everyone here has skills that will lead to everyone's survival. I shall be switch through the channels to speak to you each individually, naturally, so please, feel free to step forward with any ideas you might have."

CITIZEN(S): Elizabeth & People at the Institution
LOCATION: Institution
DATE: Day 27 (Night)
OPEN/CLOSED: Open
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Both

Elizabeth had learned long ago that the smallest detail was the most important thing in solving a puzzle. Her hobbies had included solving ciphers in her tower, which made many things in her journey with Booker easier. This city? It was no different. All that was needed was the code for the cipher. Once she found it? She could unravel the mystery of why they were there.

And why she couldn't leave.

Maybe leave was the wrong word? It was more like she was... tethered. Bound to this world. She could step into the doors of the lives of the people she had met. Oh, the things she had seen. The trials and tribulations and everything they did or didn't choose. All those doors and what was behind all those doors. But... no matter how far she went? She always found herself right back where she started.

Here.

That was why she had decided to further investigate the prison. Even if the offices had rotted papers and nothing seemed to be readable? She could find something. Notes left by the prisoners or maybe even evidence of a prison break. There had to be something. Something that would explain why she couldn't go home.

Not that she had a home to go back to.

CITIZEN(S): Danny Fenton and YOU!
LOCATION: The Nest
DATE: Day 24
OPEN/CLOSED: Open
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Whichever tickles your fancy!

( Read more... )

CITIZEN(S): Peggy Carter + You
LOCATION: Institute
DATE: Day 23
OPEN/CLOSED: So open
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Open to either

( Read more... )

CITIZEN(S): Bethmora Fortescue and you
LOCATION: Winding between the various landmarks. Potentially anywhere!
DATE: Day 23
OPEN/CLOSED: Open!
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Either!

Wrapping one's head around a situation is important. Knowing the lay of the land, even more so. Other than a few forays out into the Gardens, Fortescue's kept herself rather centered in the Institution, trying to scrounge as much as she can from its halls and into more centralized locations. It's easier to see what you have to work with, that way. But the ex-spy isn't used to so much confinement, and her small travels have told her that many others are out there in the rest of the city. It would be interesting to see how many, roughly.

And so, to that end, Fortescue sets out to explore. She collects a piece of paper and a pencil from an old office, to scrawl on as she goes, and tucks a few snacks into her coat pockets before she sets out, warning Elizabeth as she does so. The idea is to be back by evening, but these things don't always work out as planned. On the other hand, she's had less to work with, before. She just never thought that she would be back to those circumstances.

Jazz trails after her, black tail raised high, as she walks. She keeps her pace even but slow, stopping occasionally to sift through heavy rubble with her magic and mark locations on her makeshift map. Shadowy tendrils extend from dark corners to shift particularly heavy objects as she scavenges for anything that might be useful in these... strange circumstances.

CITIZEN(S): Bethmora Fortescue
LOCATION: Abactius Institute
DATE: Day 5 (9th - 11th)
OPEN/CLOSED: Open!
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Either! Starting with prose.

( Sleepless nights, losing ground... )

CITIZEN(S): All starting muses!
LOCATION: Everywhere around the Palisade
DATE: Day 1 (March 28th - March 31st)
OPEN/CLOSED: OPEN
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Both.

Even behind the Palisade, the city never sleeps. Looters and thieves patrol their controlled territories for people who wander by. A few stay at the sights where new arrivals are shipped by the enforcement squads from beyond the wall. Otherwise, the rumored ghouls and shadows lurk in the heavy fog. Nothing is safe in Astoria as you are about to learn.

Disorientation is completely normal. As is a probable chance that you've forgotten what you were just doing before you arrived. Yes, that is indeed blood dripping down your body. The Mark that has been given to you by the Crowmother is in different places for everyone. As well as how deep the wound is. Regardless of the location or the severity of the wound, it is bleeding and hard to notice.

Welcome to Astoria. You now belong to the domain of the Crowmother. It might be best for you to try and find people to help you survive and take care of your wound.