As Outsiders make themselves comfortable back on MAIN BASE, they will be informed of a reward for their great efforts. A party is thrown to celebrate their achievements and they will find pizza and a cup noodle tower. A giant streamer and balloons are laid out for everyone to see:
GOOD JOB:
GREAT EXPLOSION MURDER GOD DYNAMIGHT (K.O)
KUZUNOHA14 (546)
TENTACLE (497)
ICE SNAP (488)
The named Outsiders will also be informed that they’ve managed to catch the attention of a certain instant noodle company. As thanks for their hard work and dedication to protecting Neo Tokyo, the company has decided to launch a new line of flavors in their honor. All proceeds will go to relief efforts and charities in Neo Tokyo. The new flavors are:
EXXXTRA HOTT mapo tofu ramen
Creamy octopus and seafood chowder ramen
Chilled tomato noodles
Sweet potato and miso ramen
The tower of cup noodles in the cafeteria isn’t all. The winners will receive a free and unlimited supply of the special flavors until the campaign ends in 3 months.
Those who do not attend the party will still get this message as a marquee text along their ocular device. Characters CAN take this message off, but it's a bit complex. Try under General > Settings > Notifications > Messages > Texts > Alerts > Appearance > End Battle Notifications > OFF. Hopefully, you won't miss something exciting by doing this. The marquee will disappear a week after the kaiju fight.
Following the events of the most recent battle, LILITH is in a busy state. What was supposed to be a simple operation has become a major event with the sudden Rift event. The LILITH administrators work closely with officers, researchers, and engineers to understand what happened and how to proceed.
While not all questions are answered, Outsiders will receive updates on things of note. First and foremost, the Rift was successfully closed. The park is closed and being tested to see if it is safe to enter. Reports suggest the Rift event was caused by the large, uncontrolled levels of electricity at the park. LILITH agents have gone in and identified some of the bodies. Others are missing, presumably pulled into the Rift, and assumed dead. Among the dead is Dr. Tanaka whose mutated corpse and lab coat were found near what they believe to be the Rift’s origin center. As for the mutated survivors… well, that remains to be answered.
Outsiders will be told to sit tight while the grounds are checked and cleared for further recovery efforts. In the meantime, every LILITH operative who participated at Tokyo Disney Land will receive orders to check their health to make sure the Rift didn’t infect them.
Outsiders will be directed to the medical bay where Dr. Spim and Alex will tell them to get changed into their loungewear and wait for tests in the lobby with each other. They will be given questionnaires to fill out and be asked what they experienced before, during, and after the Rift opened. After that, they will conduct regular tests for things like their blood, vision, hearing, etc. The physical will also involve checking their ocular and brain implants. Hopefully, no one is bothered by all of the poking and prodding.
Upon conclusion, characters will receive their results. For the most part, there don’t appear to be any lingering effects from the Rift, and any comments they receive will be about their regular health. There may also be some helpful advice written at the end to varying degrees of helpfulness such as:
Reduce sugar intake.
Remember to live, laugh, love, and hydrate.
Exercise regularly to improve mental health.
Be nice to yourself or else.
Characters are free to discuss their results with each other or they can choose to keep the results to themselves. After all, the results they receive are between them and their physician… Right?
Although
ocular & brain implants are the means of communication nowadays, a messenger service still exists in this world. Mostly everyone uses
LINE nowadays even if the need for cellular phones is null. Characters may have already recognized the interface to be somewhat familiar with the similar shade of green and same old slogan.
It happens the first time, and several times throughout the week as your character goes about their new routine. The sound of machine-like whirring, deep within their cranium, like a computer that’s in the midst of processing some new information. Then, there’s the familiar ping of a new public message, and whatever you were thinking about at that point of time will be plastered on the network, for all to read and react to. Thinking about your recent health check results? Having a fun night out at a club? Regretting said night out at the club? Falling into a deep depression about how your life has turned out so far? It doesn’t matter when or where, because the system doesn’t discriminate. You’ll soon find the thoughts you were having during those moments posted on the network and you can’t delete them.
"The system is updating …
...
The system is updating … "
That’s the only explanation SYNTHIA will give when prodded or asked to take down a post. She’s not too helpful at this moment. It looks like while Seok Dang isn't available, his usual antics have been pre-programmed.
"We are performing an investigation into this matter. We appreciate your patience."
Welcome to our third
Network Mingle! This is a
TFLN-inspired mingle that’s been tweaked to make it completely
canon to the game. Due to a glitch in the system, random thoughts that characters might be having throughout the week will be registered as network posts and posted in public for all to see and respond to. This can happen at any time as they wander around the main base or different Neo Tokyo locations!
HOW TO PLAY:1. Write out prompts (example below) for others to respond to. These can be thoughts they’re having in bed, at work, while intoxicated or what-have-you. You can look up
shower thoughts or
TFLN as inspiration, but remember that this will be game canon so it has to be written in your character’s voice.
2. Go around and respond to others!
3. ???
4. PROFIT!
Participation in this mingle isn’t obligatory, of course. If you don’t want your character to participate, you can simply assume the glitch did not affect them.
We also have a code below for fun, but please don't feel pressured to use it. As always, a regular text thread works out just fine! Most importantly, have fun!
(Please remember to put warnings for NSFW/triggering content in the subject header.)
NOTE: Since there is both an action and a text component to this mingle, all action tags on this post are worth
2 POINTS while all text tags as part of the TFLN prompt are worth
1 POINT.
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Also wtf! She really did make herself sick with emotion! ]
Then shouldn't you talk about it with someone else?
Otherwise it'll just keep eating you up!
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Have you never felt like that before? Like you were going to lose your mind because you don't know what to do? It's like that.
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That's what this is, right?
[ Unless someone puts her feelings about Falin under a microscope, but she'll never go there for certain reasons. ]
So you do like someone...
Do you think you're scared?
[ Is it okay to bring up his name? She holds off for now. ]
IT SHOULD BE.... squints
[ eugh, now she feels nauseous again... ]
I don't want to talk about it. Not here.
Are you done shopping yet?
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Rest up a little okay? I'll be there soon!
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Room 004
Just knock when you get here
[ she's gonna catch up on some sleep zzzz ]
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Marcille comes knocking around twenty minutes later, softly at first to not jar Ish awake, if she's asleep. She's wearing a simple civilian outfit and sandals, and her hair is tied up in a neat bun. The groceries hang from a cloth tote bag around her shoulder and another in her hand.
She got a little more than Ishmael asked for, but it's fine! ]
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You really did buy them...
[ she turns around and shuffles back inside, waving for marcille to come in. luckily, her room is still relatively tidy thanks to her roomba cleaning the floor and disintegrating any evidence of throw-up she would've, uh, thrown up earlier. her bed with the ocean blanket is still a mess though, but that's whatever. ]
You can... put them over there. [ her desk is pretty clean too, whew. just going to tuck herself back into bed. ] Thanks... for visiting me, though. I wasn't really expecting anyone...
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It completely depletes a second later, leaving nothing behind but abject worry, plain on her face. ]
Aw, Ishmael... Of course I did!
[ She was lying the whole time about going to the grocery store actually (jk)
Marcille follows Ishmael inside, and once the door is closed, she starts unpacking the bags on Ishmael's desk. Light and creamy seafood chowder, chicken broth, and whole grain rice, all hot and in plastic tubs. Ginger chews. Bananas. Half a loaf of bread, sliced. Some bottles of water and a can of tomato juice. Plastic spoons. Actual dried chamomile flowers, tied up in brown paper. ]
Don't worry about it. I wanted to come.
[ She walks over to Ishmael's bedside and offers a water bottle. ]
Do you wanna try eating something, or not right now?
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it just feels strange, being taken care of like this. no one back home would ever go out of their way to do this much for someone who's surely just overacting. ]
Mm. [ her head wobbles slightly as she nods. ] Haven't really eaten much since this morning.
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Marcille nods. ]
Seafood chowder okay? I can give you broth and some rice if you want.
[ Whatever Ishmael prefers, Marcille will head over to her desk to put together with a plastic spoon and some napkins.
The larger part of her is wondering whether to bring up Ishmael's feelings. She wants Ishmael to get better, but she also wants her to eat and maybe let her sit with her feelings for a while. She doesn't need to frow up right away. ]
You need some liquids in you especially.
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when marcille brings the food over to her, she lets out a sigh. time to face the music since let's be real, she's here for the updates and ishmael is going to go mad if she doesn't talk about this to at least one person. she just... needs to be careful, for his sake, and her own. ]
...You're right. [ she starts, her voice quiet as her face is framed in a shadow thanks to her hair. ] I do like him after all.
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Once she sits down, Ishmael confesses.
Here's the part where Marcille would have been like YAY and I KNEW IT and things like that.
Instead this is a sad reckoning. Ishmael had gotten drunk and upset to the point of sickness over admitting this to herself. While Marcille had been prodding for Ishmael to be honest about her feelings, she didn't know it would bring her so much turmoil.
Wrio had been cagey about his relationship with Ishmael before. Marcille's gut told her that he either reciprocates or something is complicating their situation (maybe he has a wife??). Either way, she doesn't have firm confirmation that he reciprocates. Ishmael could just be sick and in love and it could turn out badly.
Marcille wants to believe that being honest with yourself is a good step forward no matter what. They'll have to see the results of that later.
She reaches a hand out, hesitates, and then gently places it on Ishmael's arm. Quietly: ]
What made you realize it?
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It just... dawned on me.
[ tfw you don't want to put him in the same category as the guy you've been sleeping with no strings attached for months....................... ]
And the worst part? [ she swallows. ] I think -- no. I know he feels the same way. I just have my own hangups about it, I guess.
[ she's not stupid. how else is she going to interpret his words back then about not wanting to make out with other people except her? she's still gonna be fucked up about it though.
she turns to marcille blearily. ] Would you say you've experienced something like this before, Marcille?
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Marcille gets a FULL BODY CHILL. Her ears go a little red. Her eyes get a little glassy. Romance is blossoming right in front of her and she is, quietly, the happiest girl on the planet. In this dimension. In any dimension!
Ishmael gets to see her be emotional for a second. Then it registers that Marcille has been asked a question and she blinks out of her stupor.
Oh. Her? ]
Me? Oh no, not me. [ She smiles weakly. Please don't stop talking just because she has no personal experience with romance I mean what? Haha ] But what kind of hang ups would you have?
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dammit. she was hoping that she could effectively divert marcille's attention, but wrio has always been better at that. she should start learning from him... ]
Well, first off, I don't want to ruin what we already have. [ she already explained this one to her back then. ] I... lost plenty of my peers at sea before coming here. It's not the same thing, but it may as well be because I'd still be losing a friend.
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Marcille's expression droops a little more towards sadness. ]
I'm so sorry that happened. [ She squeezes Ishmael's arm gently. ] The City told you not to have close connections with people too, right? That must have been even more devastating. No wonder you're scared of losing someone else.
[ She looks at Ishmael's arm. ]
But Wriothesley isn't really going anywhere. He'll still be here with you.
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That's easy enough to say. I don't know if anyone's told you yet, but turnovers are a thing here in LILITH. One day someone's room's going to be cleared out and all the staff can say is that they've fulfilled their duties or whatever PR-friendly bullshit they've cooked up. We're just independent contractors to them, at the end of the day.
[ -- then she realizes that she's talking to marcille who may not understand salaryman speak, uh. ]
I mean, we could disappear here at any time. The more I think about the inevitable, the more it's making me sick. [ but she won't. she'll behave and shake her head. ] Sorry. I just met you, and yet here I am, just spilling everything.
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