In Ur Head, Giving U The Low-Down

[wholeheaded]

Hey everyone, Ambrose here. New folks: welcome to your first Jaunt, it's a much comfier landing than most of us are used to. That said, I'm thinking "too good to be true" and "all that sparkles isn't emeralds" and "no such thing as a free lunch" and all kinds of other don't-take-nice-looking-things-at-face-value idioms.

If you need help blending in please ask. I know there's a few folks from this time in Earth's history, we're gonna need you guys. [ he really wants to ask what a "United Mileage Plus Explorer Card" is, that's one thing in his wallet he hasn't figured out. ] I do know magic isn't a known thing here, so... try and avoid summoning lightning and giant ice dragons and stuff like that, okay?

[ Ambrose well remembers the anxiety his Infiltrated-self felt last jaunt when presented with inconceivable feats of sorcery. speaking of: ]

And-- has anybody recognized any Infiltrators yet? Cuz if not that's downright weird.


(OOC: threadjacking and folks-not-me responding to top levels is A+++. I'll hit up as many people as I can but treat this as a psychic free-for-all.)

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[damnsel]

Ambrose, there is a switch on the wall that turns the candles on and off! And the most mysterious thing -- there's water that comes out of a pipe when you twist a little knob!

[ Someone...clearly...is new to modernity. ]

[wholeheaded]

[ Anduin he's literally in the next room what. ]

...that'll be electricity and plumbing. Convenient, isn't it?

[ofdel]

[There's a bit of a sheepish note in Lief's voice (also this whole 'communicating in your heads' thing is so weird).]

... I will admit, I would appreciate advice in 'blending in'.

[Some things he's picked up on by observing others (e.g. cross the roads at certain locations where everyone else is, to avoid being killed by those strange, roaring beings...), but most of them are still baffling to him.

The peace is unsettling to him too, even with it being his first Jaunt: he's unused to such luxury and cheer. It's the sort of place that he'd like Deltora to become one day, but right now...]

Many of the things here are rather foreign to me.

[turbedon]

You might need to tell people not to freak out at the TVs too.

[pseudologist]

Assuming the Infiltrators aren't all newcomers who didn't spend a whole lot of time mingling, no. I haven't seen one yet.

Here's a question for you: does anyone actually remember the transition from Liminal Space?

[amadine]

Not goggling like an idiot at anything the locals aren't reacting to is usually a good Rule One for blending in.

[It's not a voice, precisely, but the agreement is a little wryly amused.]

[wholeheaded]

I've been told that telling people not to freak out is a guaranteed way to make them freak out. [ pause. ] TV's the... television, yes?

[turbedon]

This. Everyone make note of this.

[turbedon]

Yup, not to be mistaken with TB. TV's good, TB's very bad.

[hakodate]

Everyone I've spoken to so far seems to remember who they are.

[And that is Clearly Suspicious.]

That said - going openly armed doesn't look like it'll go over well here, either, so if you can't keep your weapons concealed, better to stash them for now. We'll have plenty of time to cause a panic and get ourselves arrested after we figure out what the fuck is going on.

[kamiizumi]

Infiltrating means you don't remember who you are, right?

Because I remember who I am, but there's a student ID in the room that has my name on it and a...picture of someone who definitely doesn't look like a turtle.

Is that normal?

[saccades]

Is it possible that they've forgotten to forget who they are?

[wholeheaded]

It's okay, to be honest a lot of this stuff is sorta weird to me too. But we're all here to help each other so... trust that for now. What should I call you?

[wholeheaded]

[ thinking. thiiiinking. ]

...okay, what's TB?

[ why. ]

[wholeheaded]

Weird. And I know I don't, everybody in my room just... woke up. No unceremonious dumping this time.

[wholeheaded]

[ listen to this man he knows what's up. ish. ]

Good advice there. Avoiding getting arrested is absolutely one of our priorities, along with gathering info. At least we've got a good base of operations but...it's a little too convenient.

[ Belljar. Belljar. ]

[hakodate]

It'll stop being convenient soon enough, I'm sure.

Anyone else taken a look at that newspaper yet?

[He's getting ideas of exactly how inconvenient it's going to get.]

[wholeheaded]

That's right, but it's more... you're not who your fellow Travelers remember you are, there can be some biographical overlap. You definitely can't use the psychic thingy when infiltrating so you're you.

[ except: ]

Cosmetic changes... can happen, to blend in better. Like now I've got a plane ol' scar on my head instead of a zipper and. Uh. Just so I'm sure, you usually look like a turtle?

[wholeheaded]

[ give him a second to parse that. ]

Could... be? As far as I know it's not supposed to work like that though. ]

[damnsel]

[ You can hear the shower turn on, and then off, and then quiet laughter from a dorky young prince. ]

Do you think they would mind if I took a bit of the wall apart to see how it works? Or would that be too intrusive?

[damnsel]

What is a "TV"?

[kamiizumi]

Yeah. I mean, a five-foot tall turtle who doesn't have a problem standing on two legs, but still a turtle.

[willyousee]

This is all very new to me, I'm afraid, but some of this looks a little familiar from what I remember of the Ivory Tower. I haven't seen anyone yet who appears to be infiltrating, either. Has anyone any notion of why we might be here? If it has to do with the disease outbreak mentioned in the chronicle by the door, I'm not certain what assistance we might be, unless someone might have encountered something similar at home.

[willyousee]

Generally they tend to frown on dismantling the architecture, but if we find a library, I know they'll have diagrams and written explanations for them, if you like.

[turbedon]

TB is short for tuberculosis. It's a disease. Nasty stuff.

[WHY NOT.]