welcome to
the collected nations of struxta.It will happen at random- you could be asleep, or wandering the Temple, or a variety of other options. It will feel a little strange, like a sudden warmth spreading across your skin, and then your bracelet will light up. When you blink again, everything has shifted - changed, developed, like in that blink of an eye you have advanced thousands of years into the future. Around you is a city, a technological marvel. Buildings rise up from the dirt and through the clouds, figures of all shapes and sizes buzz around you. They seem to pay you little mind - a quick glance, maybe a pause, and then they will continue on their away. Ahead, there is a low rumble of thunder, a dim flash of light. It doesn't seem to be raining, but there is an electric hum in the air. A NOTE FROM YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD WITCH
But before anything too weird can happen . . . your watch flashes again, beeps once, and on it has a new message, a hologram-sparkly image with a young woman who (to some individuals!) looks a fair bit brighter than she did a few weeks ago. To those who are new, you will recognize the voice -- Astoria, the guardian of the Temple (or, if you're a bit more pessimistic, your effervescent kidnapper).
 "Hello, my beloved travelers ♥ and new ones, too! My name is Lady Astoria the Witchess-san." The way she says it, though, it is very clearly something of a joke. "I'm so glad you are settling in, adjusting to your new powers . . . I apologize for not coming forward and greeting you all like last time. But I am feeling much more like myself, and ready to send you to a new world ♥
This one is named Struxta . . . Struxa? No, I think it's Struxta. It's very metal. I'm not sure what's wrong in this world . . . but I can feel something building. Pulsing, it's very chaotic. I'm afraid I can't be more detailed than that, I did have a headache earlier . . . Akira told me I was fine ♥" And, again, you can likely guess that Akira definitely did no such thing. Astoria clasps her hands, her bright blue eyes shining, with a bright smile. "Now! Please be safe, and please mind your manners, and tell me all about it when you return! I'll see you soon. ♥"
And, just like that? The humming in the air grows louder, you feel an odd tug in your stomach, and before you can properly adjust yourself to the sensation of being cast across the universe . . . you find yourself in Struxta. (Astoria, it seems, did have it right the first time.)
 THE HOSTELJust as it was in El Minha, it appears that upon arrival, each character is outfitted with a room at one of the largest, arguably most impressive skyscrapers in the city. Nearly two hundred stories tall, and with each floor containing nearly sixty rooms. Every floor, every room, every door is of the highest tech and the more advanced security. The watches that Astoria has given each of the Circle Members act, in many ways, like a key, a credit card, an ID, and any other form of identification the players will need during their stay.
The rooms themselves are simple - one bed, roughly full sized, with a light, a desk, a chair, and a variety of plugs and buttons. Characters are welcome, if they are able to find the appropriate plug, to charge any and all devices they may have. There is a TV of sorts in the room as well, with access to all manner of shows and news stations.
The bottom floor of the building is almost as large as a city block. It is open, sleek, and clean-cut. A kind of open meeting room, which has - upon inspection - been modified to include what appears to be a restaurant. Which, given the fact the group of Circle members who have arrived in the city are the only natural bodies around? Includes the fact you are the only members of the city who have to consume food and nutrients. Upon even closer inspection, the technology used to make the food seems a few decades behind that of the rest of the city, but it still works, and the food can still be produced. It might taste a little weird and turn out to be some sort of glorified goop, but it has some nutritional value.
The rest of the floor has a variety of seating arrangements and places to sit and chat with your other Circle members, but beyond the Welcome Committee, who is set up on the far northern corner, there doesn't seem to be many of the natives walking through.  THE SUPER CENTERHave you ever wanted to go shopping in the most technologically advanced superstore possible? Here is your chance! It appears that if you use your watch, you have been given a moderate amount of credit to buy clothing, toys, electronics, items, and anything else that might suit your fancy. You will not have enough to buy anything significant, such as limbs, organs, advanced computer technology, etc. But you are more than welcome to find a job to help collected more credits! Many of the stores within the Supercenter are hiring - greeters, cashiers, manual labor, errand runners, and everything in between!
The Supercenter is attached, as most of the buildings seem to be in this city, by a roadway of interlocking bridges and stairways- to a point that you could, if you wanted to, move about the entire city without stepping foot outside. There are bridges on every level of the Supercenter, as well as a network of pathways and semi-roadways within the center itself.
There are no restaurants or bars, but there are plenty of areas to relax and people robot watch if you so desire. Otherwise, shop, explore, find weird mechanical devices of the likes you could never imagine back home. There are all manner of stores, some art galleries, music centers, arcades, and more here. There is no limit to what you can find and what you can experience.
Everything is automated, but there are still helpful employees of various appearances at each of the stories to help you decide and browse- small, flying blocks that speak in primarily beeping noises that (thanks to Astoria's wonderful watches) you can somehow understand, completely human-appearing androids of the utmost style and elegance, and everything in between. Take your time, do a little shopping or go to work, and enjoy the pique of futuristic capitalism.  THE RACESIn the south-eastern district of the city, a large section of the city has been modified into a multi-level, vast, complicated race track of sorts. Think Tron, meets Speed Racer, meets a type of racing that is something all their own. It's fun as hell, fast as hell, and dangerous as hell. Sounds great, right?
What is simply known as ‘Racing’ here in Struxta is complicated, but at its heart is exactly what it says: it is a race. A race of cars, bikes, and everything in between through an obstacle course of everything you can imagine. It seems to all be linked, electronically, to a motherboard that decides - each race - what the drivers will find. Each race was drastically different, with dangers galore. One day you might find that the road is full of spikes, the next it might be slick as oil, there could be loops that defy gravity and breaks in the road that seem to be impossible to cross, but that's what the modifications and specialists in the garages are for, right?
The rules are simple: if you have a vehicle, and you have a driver, you are allowed to race. First one to complete the track, wins.
Surrounding the main track is an entire industry of shops, stores, garages, meeting places, lounge areas, and viewing rooms. There are robots who make entire livings on the industry surrounding the Races, without ever having to step food onto the course. Some of the areas will be cleaner, like the rest of the city, while others may air on the side of back-house garages. While there won't be any dirt or natural life forms, for the first time you might catch sight of rusted metal, oil slicks, broken down previous versions of what's out on the road. There are some practice tracks, some experimental safety sections to test out new additions, etc.
The one thing that holds everyone together, here, is the excitement around watching. The excitement around the competition. There are Races every five days, so that gives you just enough to get settled. And maybe find a car.  THE LIBRARYAs many have already come to hear, there are plenty of libraries and museums all across Struxta. However, there is one that is known as The Library, which archives anything and everything in the history of all of Struxta, spanning back its entire history, over thousands and thousands of years. The building itself is as large and impressive as The Hostel, nearly two hundred stories tall, possibly more, and as wide and long as a city block. But where in the Hostel each floor had been made up of rooms, each of these floors are large, open areas, with dark, imposing servers held behind tight, clean cabinets.
No one else seems to be here, which gives the impression that The Library is not open to just any native of Struxta, and that in fact - as members of the Circle you are being given special access to what would normally be off-limits.
In the middle of each floor, there is a small collection of tables, with large screens. These touch-screens will be your access into the Library archives. And that is the thing - you will have access to everything, but as it turns out, everything really means everything, and with backups spanning the course of thousands of years in the past, it will take a lot of time and a lot of energy and a lot of research determination to find anything of use. Not because it is difficult, just because it is so massive and so overwhelming.
The only natives you will find will be on the first floor, as a kind of secretarial position for the building. They are more than happy to try and help guide you through the search process, but they will not follow you up to any of the other floors, and there is a distinct feeling of being entirely alone when you do go up to begin your search. Alone, but watched, somehow.
Remember- if there is something that you wish to look up specifically, please ask over on the world interactions post so we can be sure that the correct information is shared! The best way to go about finding something in the Library will be going at search terms in teams, as there is so much information there is no way one person will be able to wade through it all. Additionally, please feel free to write up and work with your own prompts! These are presented as jumping off points for your characters, not limitations. The idea of this world- as with all the others- is to explore. If you have any other questions, please feel free to ask them back on the mod questions thread back in the OOC post from before! And if you have any ideas regarding how your character will interact with the world, also feel free to check back into the world interactions comment from the OOC post from before, as well! From this point forward, the Circle has become involved with the Collected Nations of Struxta. What your character finds out, decides, and does from here on out will affect the future of this city- one way or another! But what you do is completely up to you. What you discover, explore, and uncover will be yours to discover, explore, and uncover. Who knows what you might find? :) |
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acatalepsy_logs2018-07-11 12:02 am
yesssss.
And no don’t come down. I can pick you up from your place! Where’s your room? I can pick you up from there if you want!
Re: yesssss.
My room is in the twenties floor, fifth door and the left side. I am ready in five minutes.
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[ as promised, daylight arrives and knocks on the door that he thinks is tyrion's.
when it's opened, daylight will be crouched just a bit so his face can be seen through the door way. he's sporting a big smile and offers tyrion a cheery wave. ]
Hey there! Excited for your trip? I can't believe you didn't get anything for yourself. Even I remembered to grab some stuff for myself before we left.
[ mostly in the form of paints and pastels and sheets. lots and lots of sheets. he made that merchant's day. ]
What are you hoping to get?
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I can't come up with a good excuse. I guess I've spent too much money in the bars there. The sudden war also made me stay away from the market most of the time. But these are all poor excuses I know.
[The only thing that was reminding of El Minha was the golden dragon statue which was standing in his room in the Temple.]
Maybe some new clothes or shoes. Sadly I can't hope to find any interesting book. But who knows what we find the Super Center. I wonder what could be labeled as a 'present you have you bring home from the nations of Struxta'.
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[ ... daylight is unsure of how much they could spend at the centre, really, but that won't stop him from trying to make this fun for tyrion! they've still got time to goof around before they've got to focus on the mission and what's worrying lady astoria so much.
he happily gestures to the door when tyrion is ready to get going, with the hybrid himself all but vibrating in anticipation for their trip out. ]
I'm definitely hoping to find for some new art materials. [ whatever is their version of art materials here. it'll be fun to play around with what they have. ] Maybe souvenirs for you and the others too? Definitely souvenirs for you and the others too.
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I would like to find something useful this time. Hopefully I can afford at least a two or three smaller things. I worry that they make things extra expensive for visitors like us. That's what they tend to do where I come, no matter if you want a room to stay or just something to eat. If they see that you're not from around it's likely that you have to spent more money.
[While he was talking it dawned on him that he should within the next couple of days try to find some small work to do. Tyrion had heard that the locals where always glad to have helping hands and it would be great to become useful while waiting for their real mission to start.]
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[ daylight never had to worry about the possibility of being scammed like that.
back with auntie laura and uncle leeds, they kept him safe from that if he ever traveled out or went on field trips. auntie breakthrough just kept him on neutral grounds all the same. the lornful light had crew members who specialised in keeping it from happening.
it makes him wonder. it had never occurred to him that travellers or visitors would be at risk for that in cities they visited. the books and stories and movies he's consumed while growing up never worried about that. huh. ]
They seem nice here! I'm sure they won't do that to us. hopefully. [ daylight is not sure what happens if you get into a fight with someone here. ... fight everyone? ] Anyone tries to pull that stuff with you, let me know and I'll get at 'em! No one does that to my buddy.
Especially during clothes shopping. The most important shopping one can do while they're somewhere new.
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[Tyrion nodded in agreement. That was what he was hoping too. But was the population of Stuxta really in need for money? From the bits he had seen he couldn't make out a class distinction; the main reason why overpricing existed in the first place.]
I won't forget to do so. [He laughed heartily at the remark. It somehow reminded him on the good times he had, when he had just met Bronn.
He checked a last time that he had the leather bag with the coins before he opened the door and closed it behind them, when they were standing on the hallway.]
The view from up here is breathtaking but it also gives me a strange feeling. I'm glad my room isn't in any of the higher up floors.
[The things called 'elevator' the one invention Tyrion liked best. Such an easy way to go up and down.] What a relief that there is a way to make it easier to reach the ground floor.
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[ something that meddy wanted him to actually do, on the account he needed to stretch his frame out now that he's in a city that caters to his size. he loves meddy, he does, but there are times he wonders about how their processor works.
oh well- daylight leans against the wall of the elevator as they descend to the lobby, giving his poor feet a break from the stomping about he's doing since his arrival to the city. that and he's taking the presented chance to allow his winglets to flare out and stretch. some cables of his haven't had a chance to move about. it certainly allows his winglets more expression.
like how his winglets flick in interest while he listens to tryion speak. ] Really? You don't have towers this tall where you're from? Or the castles and stuff? Shouldn't there be a contest to who has the biggest and fanciest castles with the lords and junk?
[ considering what he knows so far of his friend's world - which, to be fair, isn't a lot at the moment - daylight thought there'll be a few towers tall as this.
or, you know, tall. period. ]
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They were all build hundreds of years ago and a certainly the only things that haven't changed that much.
[He thought back to the Tower of the Hand, that's located in the Red Keep. That was just the tallest tower he had ever been in.]
The towers we have are tall but not as tall as these buildings. Maybe they are a third of the height. I am not good at estimating such things.
What do you think how tall this building is? If meters is how you express the height in your world too.
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[ because daylight is very intimate with the idea of being forced to stay in a place that has too much history, too much meaning behind it that can only cause nothing but trouble.
he tries to shake that surprisingly dark thought off, refocusing his attention on tyrion and their conversation. ] I bet this place is, like, super duper tall. I'm pretty confident in that but giving an actual height to it? Can't do that.
Numbers and equations were always more of Dialup's thing.
[ oh. has he ever spoken about dialup with tyrion before? he doesn't think so? ] Um... Dialup is a friend of mine back home. Part of the fireteam I'm in! She's really smart and nice and I mean 'smart' real hard. If anyone could figure out the height, it would be her.