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DYSPROS ; a panfandom exploration rp

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[personal profile] shizzy
Yo, Shizuo Heiwajima here.

[ With such a traditional and simple introduction, you'd be forgiven for thinking the man behind the broadcast was a down to earth guy. Mostly because that's exactly the impression he gives off for all of about five minutes. First impression, man. They can't be trusted. ]

I learned -- [ There's an audible frown at that single word. ] -- to take care of wounds the other day, but I don't have anyone to try it out on. If you've got a few cuts or scrapes or whatever then I'll take a look.

[ Eager to cut his teeth as a healer working with slight wounds from those who can't shrug off a bullet wound and the like, Shizuo has decided to make his public debut and seek out a handful of people to help him get the hang of this whole magic power thing. Actually having a special ability doesn't seem to trouble him in the slightest. It's far from the weirdest part of this whole adventure. Pain in the ass. Thing. ]

Meet me outside Seven Titans. That's the loud warrior guild with the weird smell and crappy beds. Bring some coin, or somethin' else to use as payment. Smokes'd be great, but I'll take whatever.

[ 'Whatever' here means sweet snacks or a nice cold drink of milk. Maybe something savoury. He's not too fussed over what he gets to eat today. In fact he's so not fussed that he doesn't bother to be specific. Although he does clear his throat and add: ]

Don't bother comin' if you don't know when to shut your mouth, 'cause it won't work out.

[ You know, primum non nocere an' all that noise. He doesn't think his little broadcast needs any more explanation, so he'll be waiting outside the guild like he promised. Of course he will reply to anyone who has questions, or whatever. ]
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It begins with a flash of blinding light.

No matter what they’re doing, the light is so stunning that they pause to shield their eyes. Logically, it seems like such a bright light would hurt their eyes, and yet somehow, it’s not painful at all. It’s strange, but stranger still, a moment later, the ground underneath them is gone. They’re falling, and it feels like they’re falling for a long time as their eyes adjust after that light.

Yet, it’s not long at all—they’re only falling five feet or so. But as they, and others, appear in the air, there’s a shriek of alarm.

“Beryl—Go!!”

A man’s voice shouts after the scream, and as their eyes adjust, they’ll see two blurry figures, the woman running away while the man briefly stands his ground with a dagger raised before he takes advantage of the confusion to flee as well and cover her. You, and all of the other disoriented strangers, have been left alone. There might be a few bruises from the fall, but otherwise, there are no new injuries. It’s a strange lobby, but nothing about it seems helpful to reveal where you are. Following the two figures is fruitless too, since the door at the end of that hallway is sealed shut with magic—no one will be able to pass through.

So, just where are you?

JUMP TO
arrival . announcement . into the city
DISTRICTS
ironwall . tinwick . steelmount
nickelhollow . platmoor . silverbourne

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