FEBRUARY INTRO MINGLE

[asgardmods]

Who: Newbies and anyone who wishes to greet them!
What: Getting used to the city
When: Days 397 and forward
Where: Anywhere in town!
Rating: PG-13 tops! If it gets worse, move to a private log please.

[Please include your location and the IC day (ex. Day 397 - this can be found in the schedule) in your top-level comment or your subject line when starting a thread! It can be any welcome hall, major attraction, or just out an about in any district. For newbies making a top-level thread, you may include your character's name/canon/house in your subject line if you'd like, to make housemates easy to find! :) If a God is needed or wanted, please ping the mods and depending on availability we might be able to throw them in where asked.

Also, keep an eye on the event schedule for February! If you're ICly introing during an event, make sure you take that into account. Thank you!

Have fun!]

Comments

[quantumtangled]

[Weird is a concept he doesn't understand. There may be someone out there patient or crazy enough to sit him down with flowcharts and diagrams to explain it, but that person is far far away.]

[He fails to get her point.]

Yes, I am aware.

[artifacetious]

So... if you're looking for something, you can find it that way.

[quantumtangled]

This is what I was looking for.

[And the one before this. And the one before that... so on and so on.]

[artifacetious]

Uh. No one can read that fast.

[ It doesn't sound as though she's accusing him of lying, just stating a fact. ]

[quantumtangled]

Untrue.

[Similarly, he's not bragging. It's a fact.]

[artifacetious]

...how?

[quantumtangled]

My mind is... unlike yours.

[artifacetious]

There's a lot of that going on around here, huh?

[ She's extremely curious about this one, though... the lack of effect and that level of speed reading make him seem almost like a machine of some kind. But everyone's human in Asgard... right? ] What's your story?

[quantumtangled]

My origins?

[It does sound like a question, a little bit.]

[artifacetious]

...sure. You can start with a name, though. Mine's Claudia.

[quantumtangled]

I am called September.

[Give him a moment to decide where to really start. It's disorientating, not knowing a thing about her, not even what year she came from.]

[artifacetious]

[ The name is interesting... she lowers her book and waits for him to continue. ]

[quantumtangled]

I lived in the 27th century. ['Lived', he's been working in the past so long.]

There are innumerable paths humanity can take from the 21st century onward. We are only one of them.

[artifacetious]

Twenty seventh? Dude.

[quantumtangled]

Correct.

[Unbelievable? Too bad, it's a fact like everything else.]

[artifacetious]

What do you mean "innumerable paths"? Like the 'every decision makes another reality' theory?

[quantumtangled]

Some decisions are significant enough to do so.

[artifacetious]

Like what?

[ It's not a theory she's ever given credence to; who wants to think there are a dozen versions of themselves hanging out in alternate universes? That's just weird. ]

[quantumtangled]

Society changing events, such as the invention of revolutionary technologies, wars, or global disasters.

[artifacetious]

Well yeah... but the way you said it wasn't "and that changed the course of history", it was more like it still could. Even though that's the past.

[quantumtangled]

It is your present.

[artifacetious]

You can't be sure about that, we got yanked from all different worlds.

[quantumtangled]

Yes, I am speculating.

[artifacetious]

[ It's then she notices that in addition to being so pale, he doesn't seem to have eyebrows under the brim of his hat. Claudia tilts her head. ]

Do you have alopecia?

[quantumtangled]

No. There are tradeoffs to all technology.

[Hair, taste, feelings, none of these things matter much. Well, feelings might. Might.]