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Arrivals - Beachville - OPEN LOG
Who: You and Jerry, the info booth guy!
What: Arrivals! Information! Money! New Homes!
Where: What's commonly referred to as the Information Hub.
When: August 15th, Mid Afternoon.
Synopsis: New faces arrive in Beachville. Jerry is a helper! Probably! Most likely, he isn't. At least, not as well as people wish. He can only tell people so much, see. But there are cookies, if you aren't a jerk.
It starts off simple enough. There isn't even any warning. No feeling like something's coming. No little instinct in the back of your head or what have you that tells you change is coming. You blink, your setting has changed. It's as simple and as quick as that. From where you stand, you're surrounded by tall palm trees. The ground beneath your feet is a mix of dirt and sand and you can smell the ocean. A clean, salty scent only found on untouched, tropical paradises. You can hear the sounds of the beach. People laughing, amusement park rides thundering in the background. And it's actually pretty peaceful. Even the weather is perfect. Just the right amount of Summer heat without being muggy or humid. There are tropical birds singing in the trees around you, and a light breeze in the trees, rustling the leaves. It's pleasant. Until someone clears their throat nearby. And this is when you notice you're not the only person standing there with a confused look on your face. You're part of a crowd, surrounding an information booth with an older gentleman inside.
Was that information booth always there? And how long has the man inside been watching you with that look on his face that suggests he's internally sighing at your presence? He seems friendly enough, however, and once all eyes are on him, he begins speaking.
"Can I have your attention please?" he says, voice calm, lightly accented. And certainly 'no nonsense.' "My name is Jerry Schiff and I run the information booth. I have several envelopes with names on them, so if you hear your name, please step forward and claim your money and information."
With that, he runs down the list of names. And what do you know, your name is on that list.
When you approach, you'll be handed a packet containing money, enough to get through the month, and an information pamphlet about Beachville, along with a note from the mayor welcoming you to town and telling you your stipend only lasts so long and there are many employment opportunities in town. There's also a map with an address and a set of keys. This is where you'll live. The last thing he says to you is to check the chest in your living-room, you'll know which one, before he hands the polite people a box of cookies. They smell amazing and the box is warm, like they're very, very fresh. You might even find your favorite cookies in the box. They've won awards and are delicious. Just as an aside, though; for anyone that's rude, no cookies. For anyone that tries to take a box anyway, they'll find the box is empty. Maybe even full of dead leaves and rocks. That's what you get for acting up, apparently.
Rude enough and he'll shut the information booth windows. No amount of knocking and screaming, magic or psychic abilities will get the doors open again. The booth is pretty resistant, as is the man inside.
Once everyone has their information, Jerry will thank everyone for their cooperation, close the booth down and head into town. Try to follow him. After rounding a corner, he'll seem to vanish and no amount of looking will find him again.
It seems as though the only things left to do are either talk to the people around you, or find your new home.
[ooc: please warn for anything triggery in your threads! thanks! ]
What: Arrivals! Information! Money! New Homes!
Where: What's commonly referred to as the Information Hub.
When: August 15th, Mid Afternoon.
Synopsis: New faces arrive in Beachville. Jerry is a helper! Probably! Most likely, he isn't. At least, not as well as people wish. He can only tell people so much, see. But there are cookies, if you aren't a jerk.
It starts off simple enough. There isn't even any warning. No feeling like something's coming. No little instinct in the back of your head or what have you that tells you change is coming. You blink, your setting has changed. It's as simple and as quick as that. From where you stand, you're surrounded by tall palm trees. The ground beneath your feet is a mix of dirt and sand and you can smell the ocean. A clean, salty scent only found on untouched, tropical paradises. You can hear the sounds of the beach. People laughing, amusement park rides thundering in the background. And it's actually pretty peaceful. Even the weather is perfect. Just the right amount of Summer heat without being muggy or humid. There are tropical birds singing in the trees around you, and a light breeze in the trees, rustling the leaves. It's pleasant. Until someone clears their throat nearby. And this is when you notice you're not the only person standing there with a confused look on your face. You're part of a crowd, surrounding an information booth with an older gentleman inside.
Was that information booth always there? And how long has the man inside been watching you with that look on his face that suggests he's internally sighing at your presence? He seems friendly enough, however, and once all eyes are on him, he begins speaking.
"Can I have your attention please?" he says, voice calm, lightly accented. And certainly 'no nonsense.' "My name is Jerry Schiff and I run the information booth. I have several envelopes with names on them, so if you hear your name, please step forward and claim your money and information."
With that, he runs down the list of names. And what do you know, your name is on that list.
When you approach, you'll be handed a packet containing money, enough to get through the month, and an information pamphlet about Beachville, along with a note from the mayor welcoming you to town and telling you your stipend only lasts so long and there are many employment opportunities in town. There's also a map with an address and a set of keys. This is where you'll live. The last thing he says to you is to check the chest in your living-room, you'll know which one, before he hands the polite people a box of cookies. They smell amazing and the box is warm, like they're very, very fresh. You might even find your favorite cookies in the box. They've won awards and are delicious. Just as an aside, though; for anyone that's rude, no cookies. For anyone that tries to take a box anyway, they'll find the box is empty. Maybe even full of dead leaves and rocks. That's what you get for acting up, apparently.
Rude enough and he'll shut the information booth windows. No amount of knocking and screaming, magic or psychic abilities will get the doors open again. The booth is pretty resistant, as is the man inside.
Once everyone has their information, Jerry will thank everyone for their cooperation, close the booth down and head into town. Try to follow him. After rounding a corner, he'll seem to vanish and no amount of looking will find him again.
It seems as though the only things left to do are either talk to the people around you, or find your new home.
[ooc: please warn for anything triggery in your threads! thanks! ]
Peter Parker | MCU CRAU - OTA
"Wagh!" He let out a cry of alarm as he suddenly found himself better acquainted with the floor-or ground. As he realizes quickly that he's sitting in sand. Not only that, but he's Jeans and a t-shirt again-his shirt that reads 'Lettuce, the taste of sadness.' What happened? He knew he was a little too into his game but he didn't think was was 'don't even notice a sudden change in scenery and plot' into it.
Re: Peter Parker | MCU CRAU - OTA
So it really had been an hour since she saw Peter, but it felt like forever once she found herself here. She'd been terrified she wasn't going to see him again.
But her Go Here sense told her where to be and she arrived just in time to see him fall. She'd golf-clap, but her hands are full. So she sticks with just her usual brand of loving sass.
"I might have to take points off for that landing. It's like you didn't even try," she says, hoping he realizes what she's really saying is 'hi, i love you, flaws and all'.
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"Oh my god! Where have you been? You left the train and it was awful but now you're here? Where is here? I mean-I'm not complaining 'cause-" He stops as he hears his name called and looks up- "Uh... Present?" He answers before collecting the things handed to him and then offering a very confused 'thank you' to Jerry and then turns his attention back to Gwen.
"I can't believe you left! I thought I wasn't gonna see you again, you know? And then May left and Mr Stark had heart attack from too much stress and it's just been. Not good. Since you left."
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But what he's saying has, for once, actually caused Gwen some confusion and concern. She watches him carefully while he's speaking, the words hitting her ears but not registering, and she almost interrupts him a couple times but he's just talking and talking and Gwen is becoming more and more confused.
"I left? When did that happen? I was just on the train like...an hour ago. And May left? And Mr...what?" She's so lost, Peter. So. Lost.
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"Like a month ago. We did the thing and you were helping me teach people to swim and then you vanish and I guess you came here? But I also saw you leave on the platform all blank faced and stuff. And then like May left too? So that was rough and then Mr Stark was working in his lab and collapsed or something and the Doctor guy said it was probably stress-oh I also blew up a small portion of the lab which he wasn't happy about but it wasn't that bad and you just-you've missed so much."
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"A month? One month, and all that happens? Are you okay? I saw Mr Stark. He looks like he's okay, so...Peter, I'm so sorry."
She really does feel awful for leaving, especially with all that going on so soon after.
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"Honestly, I'm just so happy to see you right now that I don't really care-I mean I do-but right now I just-I'm gonna-" He moves closer and gives her another kiss. It feels so, so good to be able to do that again.
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"So uh...hi, gorgeous. I missed you," she says, hugging him tightly and burying her face in his shoulder.
"We're not on a train anymore," she finally says with relief. That train had been a borderline assault on her senses at least ninety-nine percent of the time. Too much noise. Too many people. A constant buzz under her skin that whispered 'wrong this is wrong this is wrong' over and over.
But now? All she can smell is the ocean, all she can hear isn't confined and condensed to one spot. And it was so nice to have fresh air.
She opens her eyes a moment, resting her chin on Peter's shoulder with a sigh watching the people around them and noting a familiar face or two. And...then...
"That guy has wings," Gwen notes, watching the guy with wings accidentally bump into people. "Like...they're pixelated but he just knocked someone's stuff out of their hands with them. I think by accident. But that's absolutely a dude with wings."
Where the fuck were they?
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Well... It's not really the first time he's seen a dude with wings? "Yeah but, Falcon also has wings-I think they're carbon fiber-he doesn't like me much. I don't think. But those are definitely pixalated. I'm guessing same basic concept as the train just... you know, way more open. And at a beach. Which is waaay better than a train if we're being honest."
Re: Peter Parker | MCU CRAU - OTA
Rubbing her eyes, she pulled her hand away and then blinked. Not only was she no longer on the bunk, she was standing on the beach surrounded by other people. She didn't recognise the place nor had she any idea of how she had arrived. It was probably one of the interesting parts of the train but she also didn't they normally get a heads up if they were changing location and had the option not too? Still, it could be something new.
Grabbing her envelope from the person at the stall, she stuffed it into a pocket and started to look around. Spotting a familiar person, after a while she hurried over.
"Peter?!" she called out to him, rushing forward as she saw him land on the sand covered in cobwebs (of course he was...).
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"May!" He exclaims happily, hopping up on his feet and attacking her with a tight hug. "Aunt May! You're here!" He hadn't really watched her leave the train because he just didn't think he could handle seeing that blank look on her face but he was a smart kid and he could draw his own conclusions. He Pauses a moment though and glances around, still hugging his aunt tight.
"...Where is here?"
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"I am here and I don't know where here is except a beach?" she shrugs, enveloping him in a massive hug. "I'm so glad you're here though. You are alright, do you need anything? I know you landed on sand but are you hurt?" she asked him in a rush.