(open) infodump meeting

[coolerjunpei]

WHO: jumpy coolerjunpei and OPEN
WHAT: The sequel to the prior secrets/infosharing meeting. Also, separately: Art Club.
WHERE: A conference room in an office building. Art Club is in a random apartment near City Hall.
WHEN: Sept. 14-15
WARNINGS: kromer probably. tba on the rest

INFO MEETING
[In Setsuna's absence but wanting to continue the usefulness of the info-sharing Secret Meetings, Junpei has taken it upon himself to spread the word about the newest physical meeting place. As before, nondescript handwritten flyers are posted around the most heavily trafficked areas of the city (with a scattering more in apartment buildings and less-popular areas), all reading roughly the same thing:

Infosharing time again. Under new management?

Come as you are, buzzkills only allowed if they bring snacks. 2nd floor conference room in the office building across from the bank.

junpei

It was cool when Setsuna could leave his mysterious network username but unfortunately Junpei is still living with his fool-ass choices... Regardless. It's dated for the afternoon of the 14th, and on the day of, Junpei has brought paper and writing supplies and a clipboard and a cardboard box for fun later to the conference room.

He's holding the clipboard because it makes him feel important, and occasionally flipping pages to squint at it while people wander in. Eventually:]

Uh, hey—Junpei here. If you were here last time, you know what this is about already, buuut if you weren't: we're planning, more or less. All of our information is spread around, so... this is an effort to get it all in as many heads as possible, when more of us inevitably disappear without a trace overnight.

[Ahem. Okay,] Last time we were also planning some projects, and Setsuna was going to help me make a drone to explore the parts of the city we can't physically get to, but he's gone, so... I'm taking applications for Drone Team?

[..........,]

That's all I've got. Let's mingle and do some info-magic.



(OOC PORTION: hello, please treat this as a FREE MINGLE and post TLs to your heart's content. Infosharing is the main goal but if you want to recruit ICly for a Project, feel free!! There are also SNACKS ABOUND. enjoy.)

DON'S SEMINAR (tm) | Yesod's Suggestion Box efforts | Drone Team & Kiosk database

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FINAL: THE NEWEST STUFF

[icanfixer]

Finally, the last bit I wish to offer thee, and something that shall be new to all here.

[ ... well, to most here. don's told a very sparse amount of people. aka like, two know. shout out. ]

Closer to a week hence, I found myself upon the train as if I had died and returned. However, my familiarity with the sensation left me somewhat befuddled -- for I had not lost any memories that I could think of, but had gained them instead.

For that single night, I found myself home in the City -- my City -- alongside the companions whom I had missed somewhat, and including the two whom are here now. Many things happened in that span of time, and I know for a fact that it is different than what my roommate, who arrived the same day as I prior, recalls. In addition, I found myself in the very moment I remembered just before finding myself here in the first place, for those who are worried about being missed back home.

I am not certain what to make of it, for assuredly I had not disappeared completely; if that had been the case, then all of my existence would have been wiped as it has for those who have found their ways home. I simply thought it important to share.

[ okay. okay. that's all. she'll take a seat on the table instead she's done with her. her many talks. ]

[immortalpoet]

[okay]

[hi]


[here's a question ehe]




Why the hell did you not tell me this.

[icanfixer]

[





oh fuck THAT'S what she forgot ]

I wished to inform all at once.

[ yeah. we'll go with this. ]

I shall inform thee personally of what I have gained, Sir Vergilius, in a report.

[ okay? okay? please don't get her ass in front of everyone boss she thought she did SO GOOD ]

[immortalpoet]

You should have informed me first, Don Quixote. Especially when it comes to the matter of our City.

[TOO LITTLE TOO LATE!!!]

Your incompetence and general stupidity in everything you do never ceases to amaze me.

[icanfixer]

[ uu u uuu she's flopping back on the table...... ]

I thought I had covered it all... Nay, I had forgotten my boss most dear -- prithee, do forgive this knight's insolence in such an important matter, lest she throw herself out the window in compensation!

[ maybe if she makes a scene about it he won't ride her ass ]

[coolerjunpei]

[previously content to just sit in his office chair and slowly spin while don Goes On, now junpei zooms back in wheelie-style (not really. he'd die.) to catch up on this new information about time travel, kind of? the anti-time travel?]

Wait, you went back home to the same moment? For real?

[icanfixer]

I kid thee not, Junpei!

[ she would never!!! not about this anyway. ]

For those who are facing their imminent demise, I am sorry. [ unless you're kromer get fucked ] But I do not lie. It was as if nothing had happened, as if no time had past.

[ ...

there's something else, but she's keeping it to herself. something else hinges on that particular piece of information. ]

[coolerjunpei]

No shit? That's incredible! That's like a get out jail free card a hundred times over!

[it's great news?? it changes literally everything he assumed about what's going on back home, but in a way that isn't imminently terrible--now he doesn't have to worry about going back home and accidentally SHIFTing another version of himself back here to get... macy's murdered, or whatever.

he leans back from the table to do a brief victory spin in his chair. wow!!!]

We should probably figure out how that works, but later. Huh... [hmm.] Did you remember being here, when you were back there? I usually remember the other histories, but this place's rules don't make any sense...

[bemist]

[ Oh, she is just giving her a sharp Look at that last bit of information. ]

A week, huh.

[icanfixer]

[ help why are BOTH OF YOU SO!!!!!!

junpei her only ally ]

Ehm, yes. Perhaps a week.

[ ... ]

Or a little more than that. Nonetheless, it was not so long ago, Mistress Gebura, the thee should feel slighted by my neglect in telling everyone sooner! Is it not better to keep it to ourselves, like this?

[bemist]

I don't feel "slighted". [ Don isn't one of hers and it wasn't like the Librarians were full of the need to immediately tell each other everything. At least, not back home. ]

Your boss, on the other hand, you probably should have told.

[abstractart]

[oops, rip don quixote, she died as she lived-

anyway sometime after she has been ACCOSTED he is just. sliding over here to hand her a snack. this helps, right? handing people food helps. this is just reciprocation from when she insisted on feeding him.]

...sounds like a pain to deal with.

[icanfixer]

[ holy shit. junpei and netz her only friends. she'll gratefully take it, thank you... ]

Which part?

[ like



besides all of it plus her boss ]

[wordchain]

[ This certainly is interesting. It confirms that this place creates copies of them, then, and these copies can evidently be updated... But for what purpose?

Sitting... on the table... It's fine. Yesod focuses on Don's news. ]

Nothing out of the ordinary took place prior to that night? Did your roommate observe anything unusual?

[icanfixer]

Nay, on both accounts. We bid one another sweet dreams, as we usually do, and went to our respective rooms.

[ because they LIVE TOGETHER AND HAVE A GOOD RELATIONSHIP, KROMER!!!!!!!!! ]

It left me with much to think on come morning, however.

[ for a number of reasons. ]

[wordchain]

[ In other words, there is no way to anticipate a memory update and monitor the affected person for its duration... Yesod accepts Don's answer with a nod. There are things that he'd like to ask, in light of the revelations during the meeting at the bowling alley — certain information regarding the Library, as well as the remnants of Lobotomy Corporation's branch facilities — but maybe not here. ]

I can imagine. How much are you willing to recount?

[ Or permitted, having earned the Red Gaze's ire. ]

[whatsamada]

[Meanwhile, Ken just so happened to stop by hoping that he could learn a little bit more about this world. From what he gathered, this place seemed to do whatever it pleased with no real reason and all he could do was to wait. And yet, it didn't seem right as he found himself staring at Don.

Raising an eyebrow or two, he didn't know what to make of it.]

So wait, you went back to your world? How did you manage that?

[icanfixer]

I haven't the faintest clue!

[ sorry. ]

But I most assuredly did, I swear upon my honor as a Fixer. I had not a choice in if I wished to remain in my City or come back here, however, so... it is more a temporary thing? I do not understand it whatsoever, but my dearest Junpei may have more than one idea about it himself.

[ throwing mr simulation to the wolves ]

[whatsamada]

Uh...and what do you think he might say about that? If there is no other real explanation how you just happened to end up back home, I'm at a loss.

[Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew that she wasn't talking about the Junpei that he knew back home. And yet, he had to wonder just what this Junpei would have to say....]

[kampfgeist]

[ part 1: heine observes an absolutely terrifying man rip don quixote a (thankfully metaphorical) new one and thinks, wow, an entirely new degree of assholery has been recorded here tonight.

because he has no particular desire to die tonight he doesn't say it out loud tho.

part 2: thoughtfully eating offbrand m&ms, heine asks: ]

Did you remember being here? [ when she was home, that is. he won't add to the litany of people being like a week ago?! ]

[icanfixer]

[ that is her MOST BELOVED BOSS that she gets into fights with, don't worry about it.

and

she hesitates, glancing just over his shoulder. ]

Ehm, somewhat. Thee could say... it was like a dream.

[ ... she really doesn't like lying. but if it's to... then sure, it's... ]

[kampfgeist]

[ heine has a better-than-average bullshit detector, so he recognizes that don is skirting around the truth. it's in the way she won't quite meet his eyes, not to mention the prevarication—an "um, sort of, i guess" from a girl who normally stands to make declarative speeches about things does ring a little false. ]

It's okay, you don't have to tell me. [ he's not bothered by it, but she doesn't have to lie.

heine lifts an m&m like he's offering to toss it at her. this in exchange for saying out loud that he's glad she's back, both because he's sort of allergic to expressions of care and also because that's a fucked-up thing to be glad for and he knows it. ]

[laserguy]

[There's... a lot to take in, but Scott expected as much, being completely new to this city and everything. While he has no way of knowing if everything she's saying is true, the fact that that there's no small amount of people here listening and fully engaged, is probably a good sign. So, he keeps quiet, not intending to interrupt her until she's finished with everything.

But eventually he speaks up, a little quiet, and not intending to be rude, but he just wants to make clear on something.]

When you returned home, it wasn't some illusion that the people may have placed you under?

[icanfixer]

[ a new face for certain, for one couldn't forget that -- if her talks have been any helpful, then good. questions are appreciated. ]

I am certain it was not. There are simply some things they cannot replicate through illusion alone, [ like the very real deaths she accrued, ] though I haven't any physical proof to display.

[ dante's rewindy doesn't really do scars. which is sad, because she'd love showing off the explosion she took. ]

Are such things a concern where thou'rt from?

[laserguy]

[He accepts the answer well enough. If she's certain, she is, unless new evidence says otherwise.]

I wouldn't say it's an everyday occurrence, but it's entirely possible. [Scott pauses briefly, debating whether or not he wants to bring up mutants right now, maybe not -- it's not entirely necessary. He won't lie about who he is if asked, but no point bringing it up without prompting.

Not that he's had a bad experience with people here so far about that. No one just seemed to know what he was really talking about.]

Mostly learned to accept even the most unusual of explanations. [When your girlfriend turns into a cosmic space force--]