progresscity | Intro Log

Who: Everyone!
What: Your first magical day
Where: Progress City Tranport Center
When: Right now
Warnings: None planned!

[Today you found a ticket to a theme park. It seems relatively normal, except that it reads: Lifetime Parkhopper Pass to Progress City. ”The Most Magical Pocket Dimension in the Multiverse!” This is not a theme park you have ever heard of, if you live in a world where theme parks are of the norm.

For some reason you’re drawn to the ticket. There’s something… magical in this piece of paper, and you can practically hear it calling out to you, and you feel compelled to pick it up. It’s strange, but it’s a piece of paper, what’s the worst that could happen?

However, the moment you pick it up, you feel yourself being pulled. There is nothing pulling you but there is an overwhelming sensation that something is pulling you by the chest into the ground. You don’t have time to process what’s going on before you suddenly fall over, the strange feeling going away the moment you hit the ground.

It takes a few moments for you to regain your bearings, but as you look up you are suddenly hit with the fact that, wherever you were before, you certainly aren’t there anymore. It appears to be a transport station of some sort, and a very sleek and new one at that. Monorails pass by the station every couple of minutes, with small, slower moving vehicles consistently move in and out of the center.

The innermost wall, right behind where you stand, is lined with portals. It appears that you came in through this portal, but if you try to go back the way you came in, you’ll find that you are unable to enter it, no matter how hard you try.

While the realization that you are now trapped in this strange place, you will soon find that you also have a strange band strapped to your dominant wrist. No matter how hard you try to take it off, it seems like it’s stuck on there.

At least you’re not alone, along with a bunch of other people who arrived around the same time you did, there are humanoid people who seemed to be intrigued by your arrival. They’re all generally nice, but get confused if you ask them why you’re here and why you can’t leave. They will, however, happily tell you the name of the place you’re in if you ask:

Progress City.]

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[ :D !!!

He mirrors the gesture til his hand sort of falls off. Ah, skeleton problems. Once he casually picks it up and re-attaches it, he grins.]

Gestures go a long way back when I couldn't talk. Have you seen Star around? I reckon she might've said a thing or two about it.

Yes, I saw her running around a bit here and there but we haven't had the chance to speak yet. Energetic as ever, she seems.

I did notice the talking thing, that's charming. A gift from Rhomby I suppose?

Rhombulus? Nah, Glossaryck's magic on me prevented from speaking by myself. This collar somewhat translates bleating into people words.

[Talking in not-goat is hard sometimes,]

I nabbed it since it got necessary for a blood ritual Star and I kind of got stuck in.

...I did miss a lot these past 300 years, didn't I?

[She feels like Star would have mentioned this? But its not ringing a bell.]

Wha- oh! No, no, this particular blood ritual had nothing to do with Mewni or its neighbouring dimensions.

Mewni itself hasn't changed all that much in centuries, honestly.

[Two months and a few weeks of being dead aren't too much to miss out on, right?]

[I mean, if Eclipsa's noticed anything, its the picture Rhomy's been carrying around. She assumes that's the reason Lekmet's a skeleton, of course.]

You mean other than the Lizardman fiasco I've heard so much about?

Hm, Toffee? I wasn't around to see the end of him, though I've heard it's taken care of. What a guy.

[Vague hand gestures. This ritual thing was going to take a while, so he should probably grab a chair from nearby and sit down]

Where do I begin...? Alright, so about a couple of months to a full year ago, Star, her squire Marco, and I got trapped in a blood ritual where we had to kill each other to 'win' and survive.
Not only there was dimensional kidnappings involved, but time as well? Star was from the past, and Marco was slightly further from the future.

[Saying that out loud makes him feels like he's crazy. Everything happens So Much]

...I have been hearing an alarming amount about blood rituals lately.

I am sorry to see that it went so poorly for you, you old goat. [Sort of. Kind of. Again, she's very "DID HE KNOW" but dying does suck and that seems like a rough time so. Best to be polite.]

It's fine, it was bound to happen to me either way. It's the children I'm worried about, even though they fought really well.

[the more he thinks about it, the more his head sort of hurts, so he focuses on the good parts, sounding like a proud father/uncle guy.]

They grow up so fast! Both of them would make for very good and powerful leaders someday.

You know, and this is the so-called Queen of Darkness talking here, but death that was "bound to happen either way" is still a downer situation that you're talking... surprisingly well.

...Yes, seeing your children grow into the people of authority they were meant to is quite thrilling, isn't it?

It's somewhat of a very late rebellious stage with Glossaryck- He created me not to talk like everyone else and personally gave me an expiration date unlike the rest of the Commission.

[He sounds a little bitter about that, and being out of touch from Mewni for so long did fill him with a couple of doubts]

And yet I'm still here, existing more than some cautionary tale about mortality.

Well, at least he was a good teacher. And also didn't trap me in ice. Remember that? Good times.

[Still, bitter is promising.]

Frankly, dear, its a much more attractive look. Add in some claws and sharp teeth and you'd be the talk of the town.

[He could only offer an awkward laugh- perhaps his memories three centuries ago were a bit fuzzy?]

Did you know he tried that on Star, Marco and myself in the same day? ...Oh god, I left him there and he's probably crystallizing everyone left and right.

[The old goat was pretty much Rhombulus' impulse control- at the talk of his appearance, he perks up]

Why, thank you, your highness. I'm considering it, it's a bit tough with hooves sometimes.

Hmph! Of course he did. Well, don't you fret, last I saw him he did apologize for some things. [Not quite enough, personally, but details.] Perhaps he's softening a little.

I can only imagine. My husband had some surprisingly skills with claws at the home. I'd highly recommend at least trying them out.

Perhaps. [Lekmet simply nods, scratching the back of his skull.]

I should probably find a way to send him a message, seeing how things happened so fast before I got taken.

Do you know of a few appearance-altering spells to experiment with?

A letter might be nice. He seemed very possessive of this photo of you he was carrying.

Not anything without my wand, I'm afraid. I was somewhat selective with my lessons.

[He can't help but smile a bit of that. Of course he would, and now the old goat feels slightly bad for that stubborn colleague-- good friend, of his.]

Wand magic has its merits. I've managed to practice a few fire spells in the murderhouse- It was pretty exciting! Didn't drain my life force back then with it, either.

No harm in altering my appearance with no magic, I might give that a try as well.

If you want to go back to hairy, who am I to stop you? I suppose for some, skeletons is a more acquired taste.

No, I mean the whole claws and teeth thing. The extra fur's going to be a bonus.

[somewhere out there, someone is getting kinkshamed for being a furry]

I wonder if I can sharpen bones like they do with knives.

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