Post number #642059, ID: f667d4
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>The great cruise island Ryugujo docks into port! The size of an entire district its lumbering mass holds no end if things to explore, people to meet and sights to see!
>as it lowers its platforms into the ground below and its crowd in waiting it marks day 1! Of its 3+ day visit!
>as they lower the sweet smell of cherry plums fill the air in an exotic aroma and flower petals of all species see scattered in the wind contrasting with the entrances castle like look!
Post number #642060, ID: f667d4
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>you can hear a seagull or two chirp overhead block the suns from hitting your face as you look up >then to the glistening seaside as the fresh smell of seawater melds with the cherry blossom scent
>the crowd around you is abuzz with chatter, some excitement to sample the foreign culture, some looking forward to the time off with their lover or loved ones and some exited to hear all the bands that are making a guest appearance! >looks like you will find no shortage of activities!
Post number #642061, ID: f667d4
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>atop the ramp stands a beautiful women, her smooth porcelain white skin glistens in the sunlight and the sliver lining of her Yukata radiates a warm glow >truly it is as if she was a princess "Hello there everyone!" >she says in a welcoming tone "I Oto-hime welcome you all to be our guest!" >and bows, as she does a set of fireworks fly into the sky and burst into a spectacle of colors,red, blue yellow green and everything in between leaving the crowd in awe and wonder
Post number #642062, ID: f667d4
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>and with the opening spectacle finished, guest see now allowed onboard! >as you make your way up with the crowd a hearty "Welcome!" >is said to you by none other then oto-hime herself!
Post number #642181, ID: 23c5b6
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>off to one of the less busy ends two black hover-cars pull up and land. The doors open and out steps a few people with body armor and suitcases. They then open the back of the second car. Out steps a young woman in an elegant black dress, with blue eyes and long black hair that flows down her back and with J's in the shape of lightbulbs as earrings. Followed by a tall, muscular man with an eye patch and grey beard and they begin to walk towards the ship.
Post number #642183, ID: f667d4
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>>642181 >the crowd is suprisingly mindful of personal space for a crowd! >However it seems unless you have any special reasons you will have to wait in line like everyone else
>not that bad though, despite the sun glaring down its not all that hot! >if anything it is a really nice day!
Post number #642185, ID: 23c5b6
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>>642183 >they don't seem to mind the wait. >it's also noticeable that the guards they have with body armor has the Jinterprise logo on their armor, they talk amongst themselves, the young woman with black hair takes a picture of the cruise ship.
Post number #642190, ID: f667d4
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>>642185 >the cruise ship itself is massive! >when they say man made island they weren't kidding in the slightest! >its more like a Japanese tourist town that somehow made itself mobile, and in the distance you can even see a small pseudo mountain, wreathed in a light misty veil
>off to the side on one of the floaters, presumably helping keep the island afloat are the logos of a few corporations, which are hard to make out from this distance
>oh hey the line moved! >almost there
Post number #642205, ID: 2f37f1
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>A young, chubby man walks down the pier to the end of the line, looking above at the ship and whistling, carrying an over the shoulder bag in his hand. "I knew it was big but I wasn't expecting it to be this big."
Post number #642212, ID: f667d4
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>>642205 >you narrowly avoided getting pooped on by a seagull >otherwise its a nice day and you will have to wait in line like everyone else >thankfully its moving quite quickly
Post number #642287, ID: 2f37f1
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>>642212 "Wonder how long will this take... guess the others dont have to deal with this..." >The young man plays with his phone while he waits in line
Post number #642336, ID: 250e5b
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>>642287 >while you wait, a small rancid smelling white plop lands on your bag! >argh! These seagulls must have it out for you! >but as you look around it seems they are doing dirty others in the line, one small child is even taking some of them down with a slingshot!
>at the very least the line is moving
Post number #642360, ID: 2f37f1
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>>642336 "Ugh..." >The young man tilts his bag to shakes the poop off it, the last thing he wants to do is touch it.
Post number #642415, ID: c64bcd
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>>642360 >ignoring your little folly with the birds, time flows quite quickly and before you know it, you come face to face with a receptionist! "Hello sir would you like to submit or purchase a ticket?" >he says in a welcoming tone
Post number #642425, ID: 2f37f1
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>>642415 >He reaches into his bag and shows him the ticket. "Submitting! I got it online earlier today."
Post number #642484, ID: c64bcd
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>>642425 >after submitting said tickets with a quaint scan he approves you for entry "Should you wish to reside for our village please just follow the markers"
>as you walk past the gate you come across a flower filled path >bright and healthy green vines overgrown on bright red torii gates across the stone brick path as flower petals from every species conceivable flutter across the air >off to the side is a little board announcing some idol concert that will be held later
Post number #642537, ID: 5da50f
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>>642484 "This is almost feeling a little *too* fancy for the price..." >The young man sighs, stepping further inside to see if he can find a map or something to find his room.
Post number #642560, ID: f72dcd
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>>642537 >right by said idol advert is a worker handling panflits to the people entering >theres another few of them every other torii as to not get overwhelmed
Post number #642577, ID: 5da50f
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>>642560 "Thank you" >He says to the worker as he collects a pamphlet of his own and walks forward as he opens it, taking an overview of the ship.
Post number #642696, ID: f667d4
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>>642577 >they we're not lying when they said this place is huge! But looking at the map section it does everything to confirm that fact
>the residental area acting as a hotel is set to the leftside of the island, paired with multiple paths leading into the various quarters dedicated to everything one could think about, from entertainment to dining
>However its clearly going to be one of those things where you have to see it for yourself to truly appreciate or understand even
Post number #642722, ID: 5da50f
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>>642696 >The man scratches his head as he stares at the map, simply shrugging and giving up as he makes his way over to where his room is listed to be.
Post number #642784, ID: 862ee9
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>>642722 >you walk across the grey stone brick path, passing by the many visitors as you go, the murmur of the many voices and the gentle sound of the waves against the earth forming a little song of life one could say
>after some time taking it all in you arrive https://bit.ly/3a0beMW >the residental area looks like a Japanese village from times back when >as you see the small leaves sordidly fall upon the black curved tile roofs one must admit >it truly is a peaceful place
Post number #642793, ID: be3025
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>>642784 "If theres this much space for everyone I wonder how much of the ship is allocated to living space." >He kind bumbles around, getting lost a bit in the 'village' as he make his way to his room.
Post number #642802, ID: 862ee9
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>>642793 >the task isn't all that difficult >you simply follow the numbers and soon you arrive at your room (Feel free to pick out the number) >opening the doors its nothing short of impressive! >its a fully furnished Japanese style cottage! Containing everything from a stove, bed ,tv ,fridge, (stocked and at suprisingly cheap or reasonable prices no less!) >this is more of a house then an actual hotel room!
Post number #642817, ID: 3b8635
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>>642802 >The young man whistles as he heads into room 104. "This feels a little overwhelming..." >He moves to leave his bag on the table and moves to check the bathroom.
Post number #642818, ID: 862ee9
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>>642817 >bog standard Japanese bathroom!, bidet and all ***BECAUSE WE ARE CIVILISED THANK YOU*** >also a separate shower and artisanal wooden bathtub with scented candles! Fancy!
Post number #642826, ID: 479058
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>>642818 "Oh right." >He grabs some toilet paper and wets it in the sink a moment to try and clean up his bag from earlier.
Post number #642849, ID: 689cd4
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>Another person arrives tickets at the ready, off to enjoy a great vacation. >Short in stature, with Cream-coloured hair and long horns that seemed to grow from her forehead, anyone who had seen her before would recognize Talia Chanka, although her lack of GCPD uniform and the summer dress and wide straw hat (with additional horn holes of course) were quite odd looking on her. >She pushes her sunglasses up and shows a wide grin "A fitting ship for a lady like me!" >She proclaims
Post number #642958, ID: 80585b
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>>642849 >your voice is lost amongst the crowd as one if the endless sea of voices >some contains excitement for a particular event, some for the food, others the same as you excited for the fun
>however you will have to wait in line like everyone else! No exceptions!
>>642826 >its clean! >just burd boo, wasn't too hard
Post number #643000, ID: be3025
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>>642958 "Okay... guess just got to kill time until Ace gets here." >He pulls out his phone to send a few messages, and decides to start clearing out his bag, putting his clothes in a neat pile in the closet as he takes his deck out from his bag. "I would she was weird for sneaking onboard despite having a ticket, but I guess it was smart now with that huge line."
Post number #643049, ID: 80585b
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>>643000 >pleanty of time to do things, you could scroll through the catalogue of events planned, watch some TV or takee a nap >whatever floats your boat! Or giant man made island in this case
Post number #643058, ID: be3025
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>>643049 >He decides to check the catalogue to things to do meanwhile.
Post number #643061, ID: 80585b
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>>643058 >you open the little schedule set aside for guests on the bedside table >there will be a concert held later with some famous idol groups singing followed by a general performance from various hired performers both locally and from any previous stops >"join us in the concert hall with platinu♡moon and 『World's still beautiful』!"
>followed by a welcoming dinner hosted by oto-hime herself >that should be everything major for today
Post number #643093, ID: be3025
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>>643061 "Well I suppose it is the first day... guess I'll just walk around until dinner." >He stands up and takes his deck with him on his back. Opening the pamphlet and just walking in one direction on the ship to see what he runs into.
Post number #643225, ID: 4e6888
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>>643093 >you wander around for a little while, eventually finding your way into some building of sorts. >what type you weren't really paying attention but it seemed to be open so its not like you are intruding!
>making your way inside you find yourself if a room, mostly bog standard for whatever building this it save for the three seat black leather couch snuggled against a plain white wall. Across it is a plain brown coffee table
>there is a girl sitting there.
Post number #643226, ID: 116d93
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>>643225 "Um... hello?" >He waves at the girl as he approaches "What are you up to? Pretty empty room to be in."
Post number #643230, ID: 3f9805
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>>643226 >she seems to have been wearing earphones and didn't quite catch what you just said >upon noticing you she raises one finger up signaling to give her a second and removes them, then turns to face you "Oh hello there, are you the one im supposed to meet? mr...fu..ku..hara? Errr fukurara! Gah!" >struggling to get the name out thanks to her cure british accent she inhales and tries again...slowly "Mr fukuhara! There! Yes! Got it!"
Post number #643231, ID: 116d93
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>>643230 "Mr. Fukukara...? Oh no no." >He shakes his head in denial "My name is CN, I was just wondering around killing time and wandered in here."
Post number #643254, ID: 3f9805
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>>643231 "Oh" >she then puts her earphones back on and zones out >the girl looks somewhat disappointed
Post number #643266, ID: 116d93
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>>643254 "H-Hey wait!" >CN yells and tries to get her attention "Why are you even waiting around in here of all places???"
Post number #643273, ID: 3f9805
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>>643266 "Meeting" >she says simply through her music
Post number #643279, ID: 116d93
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>>643273 "What kind of meeting though...? Maybe I should had read the sign for this place." >He pulls out his pamphlet to find where he is on the ship
Post number #643284, ID: 3f9805
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>>643279 "Aren't these strange questions to ask a girl whose name you don't even know?" >she pulls our a laptop from a little bag set on the table
Post number #643298, ID: 116d93
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>>643284 "Well given the first thing you did after I gave you my name is put on your headphones, I wasnt really expecting you tell me if I asked." >He sighs
Post number #643395, ID: 3f9805
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>>643298 >she stays silent, you think she is ignoring you until she finally sighs and speaks up "Hello then mr.CEE EN my name is Jesse lyon-browner a secretary for MAVVS conglomerate currently acting as a liaison for the Ryugujo administration. Im here for a meeting with HR manager Fukuhara so they can request those services drones from Vanderbilt robotics like always and this specific building was chosen because its an empty lot out of the way from any visitors-"
Post number #643396, ID: 3f9805
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"-does that answer your questions sir?" >jesse is a 20-something year old Girl just scraping 5’3 walks in >Her hair is a deep, rich wine-red and impeccably well kept: shoulder length, wavy and with a straight fringe that rests an inch above her thin eyebrows. >and she is wearing a white long sleeved blouse and a short black skirt with grey knee length socks
>at least thats all you can glean from a good look excluding any less then public articles of clothing
Post number #643422, ID: 116d93
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>>643396 >He crosses his arms and thinks "I... suppose. Im no expert on corporate infrastructure however, but why are you meeting with their *HR* manager of all things though? Wouldnt a render of services be handled by someone in another department? I figured human resources would just focus on internal stuff."
Post number #643428, ID: 89e52b
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>>643422 "Yeah its dumb. Look ill be frank with you some visitors kid got into the HR room and accidentally tripped the sprinklers. so by meeting its me hiding the fact that this is the current work building until they fix everything over at the actual one. Also im working under Fukuhara and yadda yadda yadda." >she shakes her head "Look if you insist on talking Can we talk about something a guest would actually talk about?"
Post number #643436, ID: 116d93
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>>643428 "Alright, alright that's fair." >He shrugs "Well how much do you know about the ship? I'm curious how something so massive first got built in the first place."
Post number #643437, ID: 89e52b
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>>643436 "Enough to warrant being sent as a liaison. Anything in particular? Your quite lucky staff are supposed to answer guests questions" >she shakes her head and gleans back at her laptop "Forgive me while i multitask.
Anyway it was mostly the buoyancy and stability stuff that took a while. Mystic isle tours partnered up with MAVVS Conglomerate and the bloody UN to get it done. Took a few long years but afterwards the rest was markedly simple"
Post number #643443, ID: 116d93
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>>643437 "What about more of the history of it? Like how did the idea first even come up and stuff?:
Post number #643445, ID: 89e52b
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>>643443 >she shrugs "Don't quite know. Such information was unnecessary to learn. Maybe ask that oto-hime lady if you get the chance. might sound like some fake smake PR talk at first but she genuinely just takes like that" >she says while typing away "Although from what i did care to hear from the little explanation she gave, a well meaning childhood dream or some such"
Post number #643450, ID: 116d93
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>>643445 "Oto-hime lady? Whos that?"
Post number #643482, ID: 89e52b
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>>643450 "Really?" >she quickly looks up at you in disappointment "Shes the islands administrator! Runs the entire damn place. Please don't tell me you came here not knowing that"
Post number #643488, ID: 116d93
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>>643482 "Um... no. I didnt do much research before coming here so I figured I'd ask about this stuff."
Post number #643508, ID: c8c714
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>>643488 >she headbutts the couch "Sorey im not usually this dickish but bugger it all if im not in a bad mood this week" >she sighs "Anything else sir?"
Post number #643709, ID: 366012
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>>643508 "Well... what's on your mind that put you in such a bad mood?"
Post number #643718, ID: 4cb9b6
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>>643709 "Kind of you to try to make me feel better but thats private. please do understand yeah?" >she shakes her head at you and returns to her work
Post number #643724, ID: bd0aa7
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>>643718 "I understand. I guess I'll just let you be with your work then."
Post number #643725, ID: 4cb9b6
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>>643724 >she then just shifts her attention bsck to her work
Post number #643776, ID: 0449f0
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>>643725 >CN makes his way out of the building, figuring he should check out where in the place he can find food on the cruise.
Post number #643789, ID: 250e5b
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>>643776 >its less a case of where its a case of what! Following the map you arrive at the cuisine area, not even peeking your head up from the mad you can smell the smell of what must be every type of cooking in the world >the meats and produce, the sweet, the sour, the spicy and every flavor in between graces your nose
>as you peek up you see the sun glare down on a busy street as stalls line the crowded walkway and criers call out to the guests to visit a restaurant or other
Post number #643825, ID: 6dd8b3
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>... >there's a quiet creek. >And a mysterious half naked, lady with giant chest falls through the ceiling through one of the vents! >she miraculously falls onto a chair groaning in pain and too dazed to process much
>yeah it's one of those days.
Post number #643828, ID: 0449f0
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>>643825 "...Oh Solar." >He runs into the restaurant with the crash in it, some Asian restaurant based off the sign he glances at "Ace oh god..." >He checks his head as he sees the site, wishing he was wearing his coat right now to cover her up.
Post number #643833, ID: 6dd8b3
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>>643828 >she groans "sure does feel cold all of a sudden..." > "....So is this how all ship espionage go? Maybe i just need to land on my workings..."
Post number #643835, ID: 0449f0
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>>643833 "F-Forget about that... put on your clothes already!"
Post number #643836, ID: 6dd8b3
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>>643835 "I dun wanna, too sweaty" >she mumbles, feeling around for wherever she tucked her shirt
Post number #643838, ID: 0449f0
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>>643836 "Yeah well everyone in the restaurant is getting a good look at them!" >CN does his best to cover up the women's... half bare form by blocking the surrounding view with his height to the best of his ability
Post number #643861, ID: 023ce5
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>>643825 (there are no vents doe. Its a giant island)
Post number #643955, ID: 387e6e
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>>643861 (oh my bad lmao, It's fine this shit was dumb anyway) (probably will just say she hit her head somewhere or something like that instead and stumbled into the dining room half naked and promptly collapsed on some table)
Post number #643956, ID: 08d46b
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>>643955 (Amazing. Did she check in at reception? Line isnt that long)
(She did, but she wanted to pretend that she snuck on all spy like)
Post number #643962, ID: 08d46b
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>>643958 (Righty then! Please do continue i was just confused a bit?) >>643828 >one of the many Asian restaurants needless to say (Oh here lets have some fun with it. D6 for which restaurant! You may have the honors!)
Post number #643970, ID: 3726b9
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> A faint rumbling outside the island, several clicks away, can be felt. For any air defence system, this is an easy bet: a chopper, coming in at a pace no slower than to assist in scouting the 'settlement'. They hover around, but their visibility is doubtful.
> No radio comes in to announce their presence either.
Post number #643973, ID: 08d46b
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>>643970 >security us on slight alert but in the effort of not causing a mass panic *yet*, they just watch with ready defenses and orders
Post number #643974, ID: 3726b9
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>>643973 > A crackle of voice sparks into the communication devices inside the island's security. It breaches rapidly, even allowing access unto itself -- however, it soon retracted and withdrew, only leaving a simple message,
Post number #643976, ID: 08d46b
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>>643974 >air traffic controller simply directs them to a helicopter landing pad >holy shit this place even has a small airport
Post number #643981, ID: 3726b9
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>>643976 > The chopper breaks its camouflage, dispelling a gust of air that breaks a certain barrier of sound. It shows itself to be a drone VTOL, carrying only a single passenger.
> It manoeuvre itself to the landing pad as instructed. With the passenger looking out instead of piloting, giving signs that they are only there to sightsee.
Post number #643985, ID: 08d46b
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>>643981 >slightly less on edge the air control personnel and the air marshal simply help direct a safe landing
>from the high in the sky the view is almost breathtaking! No! It is breathtaking! >from above the misty mountains glimmer as the sunlight spreads its warm glow down unto the lively island. The sakura petals scattering in the winds down below as the vivid oriental colors almost glow from across the curved tile rooftops >one could stare for hours contented
Post number #643991, ID: 3726b9
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>>643985 "Vee, I'll drop you off."
> A robotic, yet well-mannered voice talks through the radio of the drone. The only passenger there nodded, but was captivated by the sight of the island. This is their first time flying -- let alone be on an artificial island. The city life has given them a twisted sense of panorama.
> The VTOL began lowering its altitude, reflecting the blanketing orange through its windows.
Post number #644004, ID: 08d46b
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>>643991 >after you finally touch down the air marshal simply approaches "Hello there, ticket please" >some air control staff Arrives to make sure everything runs smoothly and nothing crashes.
>otherwise there isnt much to really report about the small airport
Post number #644005, ID: 08d46b
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>>3726b9>>387e6e>>0449f0 >the islands public speakers blare to life as it begins an announcement "Attention all guests, if you wish please come to the concert hall. I repeat the concert hall is now open.
Our show today will open with a special guest performance from 『World's still beautiful 』and its lead singer, third regalia Soleil hoshino Vanderbilt!
Please enjoy the show everyone!" >the female announcer says in a cheerful cute voice
Post number #644147, ID: 116215
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>>644004 > The passenger drops from the drone. They release their helmet, revealing a roundish, feminine face with blonde hair tightened to a ponytail. This figure gave a warm smile, then bows. She flashes the ticket, held to on the breast pocket of her suit -- a suit that, despite all odds, is meant for piloting uses -- if the many safety precautions such as padded shoulders, kneecaps, and elbows are to be seen.
Post number #644154, ID: 1f0ca2
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>>644147 >the air marshal receives the ticket and pulls out a little barcode scanner and gives the ticket a quick scan >with a small beep and a affirmative nod he returns the ticket to the girl with a little brochure as well "Welcome to the Ryugujo ma'am!" >and moves to the side with a welcoming arm
Post number #644735, ID: 67660a
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>>644154 > The girl politely bows. The stuffy, nearly form-fitting suit she wears was soon released from her, revealing a kimono underneath that barely tucks from said suit. The suit has now been reduced to a simple fold.
> She, however, had to backtrack and hop back onto the drone, forgetting a simple purse with which the suit was to be placed into.
> A flustered haste came to her when she heard the announcement before. The tapping of her shoes made her run clear.
Post number #644744, ID: 0a8b0a
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>>644735 >peering through the brochure as you run it seems you have been stricken by bad luck! >the concert hall is all the way on the otherside of the island from the airport! >looks like you will really have to hurry if you want to get there on time! "God speed little lady!" >one of the air traffic staff wishes
Post number #644748, ID: 67660a
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>>644744 > Upon noticing the great difference in distance, the girl made a faster dash! Or, if it were possible to count something shorter than a second, that will be how much she took before her breath ran awry.
> She held the left of her stomach with her hand. She hit the bottom of barrel, and now her body has begun taking the toll. It's barely been a distance one can proudly claim to be a sprinting distance.
Post number #644750, ID: f79208
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>>644748 >not even out of the airport and your already halfway into the grave! Curses! >if only this place had some sort of transportation system! That would certainly save the day! >oh wait there is! Right next to you no less! >a little carriage sits by the road, pulled by a single horse the coachman sits idle, scrolling memes or something through their phone whole waiting for a passenger >the brochure says rides are free! Huzzah!
Post number #644999, ID: b2263c
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>>644750 > The girl hops on without hesitation. She points to a direction yet known, but it's easy where she may want to reach with the light stick which she takes out to heed a clear direction.
> Her wide, exasperated smile tries to say a word.
Post number #645006, ID: 250e5b
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>>644999 >catching the attention of the coachman he hurriedly shoves his phone back into his uniform's coat "Gah! Oh a patron!" >he sees the direction pointed and the glowstick in vee's hand "Oh the concert hall!? Dear stars we best hurry then! Madam soleil will be starting soon!" >he says checking his watch "Do not worry ma'am, percy and i will get you there in no time!" >he says with a reassuring smile "Onwards boy!" >jolting the horse into action with a quick tug of the reins-
Post number #645007, ID: 250e5b
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>-the unbelievable happens! >with a dazzling shining in the air around him, percy the chestnut thoroughbred manifest wings! >beautiful chestnut brown wings shining in the sunlight "Onward percy Onwards!" >the horse begins to trot forward, then soon turns into a gallop at full speed "In the air we go!" >and then the sound of footfalls stop as you find yourself riding in the air! >not high enough to warrant flying but just over the rooftops! >how magical!
Post number #645107, ID: 8377d0
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>>645007 > Vee rises both of her hands. How convenient of her to feel magical -- with the lights trailing behind them, she waves the light stick in a parade of wonder. The shifting colours: red, blue, green, and yellow all condense to form a momentary rainbow.
> Her smile is wider than ever. Her stamina regained with a simple adrenaline flick.
Post number #645132, ID: 250e5b
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>>645107 >even from up high you can feel the crisp sea breeze flow past your cheeks! The soft and radiant glimmer of the sunlight shining down upon you as the winds ride past your hair caressing it and sending it flowing with the dance of the sky
>as you ride the various flower's petals all scatter past you! Filling your eyes with a rainbow of a million colors!
>even the horse that takes you neighs in delight as it valiantly dashes across the air!
Post number #645496, ID: 304373
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>>645132 > The freedom aspired by the open winds gave the girl chances to spread her arms wide -- she does so, letting the two light sticks be a beacon that trails to the side. The feeling of scarce boundary, she violates the confine of the city for just one moment.
> Her eyes not know where to look, a mere 'anywhere' is enough descriptor, as they move from one point to another; everything has become a point of interest.
Post number #645709, ID: f667d4
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>>645496 >as the air brushing upon your face slows its clear your magical ride will soon reach its end
>true to his word, the coachman transported you to the concert in amazing time! So much so that the line is still shuffling in! >looks like you wont have to wait long either as lines here seem to move incredibly fast
"Have a good time ma'am!" >your coachman tips his hat to you and wishes you a good day "Call for peter should you need another ride" >and back to the sky he goes
Post number #646570, ID: 1edd3c
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>>645709 > The girl nodded and nodded alongside the man's word. She humbly accepts the gesture given, and waves a goodbye as he separates to the stratosphere again.
> Even with the fast moving queue, she still hopped in joy, walking alongside the line with a smile -- albeit one reduced slightly due to the crowd of people. It was drawn, never fully so in this setting.
Post number #646675, ID: 9ea8f4
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>>646646 (Ohhh an interesting one indeed.) >you seem to have wandered into a restaurant named "Crystal's"! >the light talk of people of various accents and languages fill the air around in a cadre of white noise and servers bus around exotic foods like some sort of soup and what seems to be a green milkshake >However your drunken friend clearly attracted some attention "Kamusta Po! And welcome to crystals!" >a female attendant says with a smile and a wink "Table for two~? Char~!"
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>>646570 >the line moves with utmost swiftness! Seriously you are in the front of it in the span of thirty seconds!?! Damn, red text narrators was not lying then they said it would be quick!
>the information board on the event says there will be a meet and greet and light snack catering for the show >as well as a special suprise for one lucky guest should they win a raffle!
"Hello ma'am would you like to enter?" >a exited receptionist asks
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>>646675 "Uh... 8 actually, i'm expecting company" >Ace crosses her arms >Well, atleast a person who can *eat* for 8....
"Is that alright?
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>>646691 >CN looks like he wants to object, but thinking along the same vein he decides to just sigh and let it go.
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>>646691>>646692 "Oh a day out with the gang? Suurree!" >the waitress leads you to a very large table for eight! >the food around begins to smell quite foreign, but not bad..*mostly* primarily the smells of sweet, sour and bitter and various spices originally found in the spice islands >around you see some sort of sausage? Skewered onto a stick and some kinda brown hybrid between soup and fried rice >what exactly is this plave serving? Perhaps one should ask
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>>646691 "This just reminds me we need to replace Mercs digestive augs once and for all."
>As if your words had the magic power to summon an ancient hero to your side in order to participate in a violent magical war, a familiar head of blonde hair with messy, blue dyed tips attempts to rise from underneath the table, only to not quite clear the tablecloth and smack the edge of the table painfully. The entire table shakes jarringly but the food is mercifully spared.
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>>646717 "...I would sarcastically mention that was smooth but it was less embarrassing than Aces entrance."
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>>646717 "Hi hun, think this table's big enough you you?" >Ace says, slightly exasperated
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>>646749 "It probably is, but is it big enough for her and the rest of us is the question." >CN chimes in >>646717 "How did you even get under that table anyways?"
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| >The great cruise island Ryugujo docks into port! The size of an entire district its lumbering mass holds no end if things to explore, people to meet and sights to see!
>as it lowers its platforms into the ground below and its crowd in waiting it marks day 1! Of its 3+ day visit!
>as they lower the sweet smell of cherry plums fill the air in an exotic aroma and flower petals of all species see scattered in the wind contrasting with the entrances castle like look!