Intro Log

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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.]

Comments

[pushdagger]

[ keith is silent for a long pause, staring out the window as the train pulls out of this station towards another new destination. he doesn't fold his arms at least, hunched over with his elbows on his knees, hands limp between them. ]

Looks like it's probably going forty miles per hour, [ he finally answers, sparing lance a glance. okay, he will bite this time, if only because ... they are weaponless and stuck in a place with no way to fight back since they don't currently have anyone to fight. ]

[spazzed]

( lance, right next to him, has opted to lean back — well, it's almost a slump, really, but of course it is — hands resting in his lap, peering out the window across from him as the scenery goes flying by, nowhere near as fast as he's used to with the lions.

ah, yes, good. he took the bait. even if it's just for humor's ( or boredom's ) sake at this point, he's considering it a win and you can't take that away from him. ) Hmmm. ( he hums, almost like he's trying to pass off being bored but keith has always done a much better job of that, even if he has to give him credit for humoring him presently. ) Too slow, then. I mean I'm not as impatient as you but that's really slow.

( coming from the kid that has probably never learned how to like. drive a car. you don't really want this boy driving something on land, anyway. at least in the air or space there's little to bump into. )

[pushdagger]

I wonder if you could make it go faster.

[ of course that's the way he thinks, not just because it's keith but because they're paladins and they tend to goad each other on in one way or the other. they would find a way to access a monorail, pidge and hunk would find a way to reach its maximum speed potential, chaos would ensue. they're teenagers, after all.

he taps his knees with his fingertips. but back to the subject at hand. ]

So, we've all got these bands. I overheard some people saying they thought it was a science experiment. There's no real explanation for why we've just been sucked into this other world or dimension or why so many of us came here at the same time.... [ laying down the facts he does know doesn't help at all, actually. he sighs. ]

[spazzed]

Dude, you can always make something go faster. I bet if Pidge and Hunk were here they could overhaul it in like five minutes. ( even though pidge and hunk are engineers and not mechanics, it's all the same to him in the sense that he doesn't really get any of it, and all that techno-babble and machinery nonsense gets lumped into the same category.

he's still convinced they could do it. because they can do damn near anything when they're working together.

lance listens to the other rattling off what he knows, or what he thinks he knows — what he's heard above all else and while it might sound a little wacko, he can't say that it sounds much different from the sort of things they see as paladins. still — ) Better than thinking whoever brought us here is out for everybody's mortal soul. ( were you expecting him to expound on that? he isn't.

he's had some really weird conversations today, keith. it's scary that this is the most normal one. ) What kind of crap can you get out of an experiment like that? Like. You do experiments to collect data or whatever, right? What's anybody going to get out of dumping a bunch of random people together in a theme park?

( he's thinking about this too hard already. you might want to stop him before he hurts himself. )