⇨ THE MATRIX

[ringleaders]

Who: EVERYONE!
When: S1:D22 - S1:D??
Where: Visiting the Matrix.
What: The carnival arrives at its next location, as outlined here. This is a general mingling log for convenience purposes, but players are welcome to make as many other logs for this purpose as desired.
Warnings: Could be a lot of things.

THE MATRIX↴ "What IS the Matrix? The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. But when you're inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it." ► INSIDE: On the inside, it all seems so normal. Beyond what you know of the reality you've stepped in, every bit of this place feels just as real as it did back in the carnival. If you were to forget where you'd just come from, would you know any different? The simulation of Chicago is identical to how it would have been in the early days of the new millenia, to anyone who comes from a similar Earth. Humans bustle around you, oblivious to the world outside of the Matrix that they were born into. One bright side to it all is that this hyper realism means the coffee tastes just as good as it does in real life. Anything you could do in real Chicago you can do here - and perhaps even more. ► WHITE ROOM: But before that, you were here. The White Room is a loading program, intended to port objects and people into the Matrix. You arrive as a reconstruction of your true physical form, but common sense suggests that for some of you, entering the mundane world looking like yourself isn't the best idea. It's in this empty world that you will be able to load in whatever physical objects you are, and change the way you present your own body to the system. Changes can be little, or big, but whatever you do, the body has to be able to function according to Earth's physical laws. Don't forget, if you die here, you die in the carnival too. ► DEJA VU: It doesn't matter what you're doing, but at some point you'll notice it - something around you has repeated itself, like a line on a skipping record. Maybe it's the same person bumping into you twice in a row, or the same cab driver yelling at you to get out of the way. It's like reality has rewound and repeated itself, and after the fact you have no proof of it happening beyond the memory of what you saw. You don't know what it means, but something about it is chilling. It may be a good time to find a buddy. ► THE ONE: It won't necessarily come naturally, but in a moment of need you may find yourself bending the world of the Matrix through sheer belief and force of need. How you bend it will always stay without the rules of the universe, at least for now, but when it comes to enhancing your own physical characteristics, just about anything is possible. It will not be easily reproducible, not now, but it could be your first view into the window of what's possible.

Comments

WHITE ROOM

[dontpokethat]

Ginko, meanwhile, has no intention of leaving until Tanyuu's figured out her legs. Once he considers himself basically ready to go - which pretty much just consisted of changing his hair and eye color, since he sees no need to change out of the clothes he typically wore back home - he comes over to hang around while she practices.

"Hey; how're you doing over here?"

[fourthscribe]

Tanyuu sighs and leans heavily on her cane, frowning down at her feet.

"Well, I've only fallen on my face two times, so I'd say I'm doing well enough. I didn't think a few months would be enough to make me forget how to use legs, but you learn something new every day, I suppose."

Then she glances up, and her bemused expression quickly falls into a flat look.

"Ohhhh no, you're not going out in that."

[dontpokethat]

"I guess so. Looks like you're making progress, though."

He starts a bit, then frowns down at himself. "Why not? This seems like it'll work fine to me."

[fourthscribe]

"You look completely shabby! You'll be taken for someone hopeless in an instant." Tanyuu hobbles her way over, frowning and reaching for Ginko's coat to shake it out into something shorter and far less threadbare. Smoothing her hand over the wrinkled shirt changes that as well, in both style and material. "You have any full pick of clothing here, you can be comfortable and presentable, you know."

[dontpokethat]

"Well, that's not inaccurate."

Ginko frowns down at himself, hunching his shoulders as Tanyuu changes his clothes. "--Hey, if we can wear anything, I don't see why I can't just wear what I want. It's not as if we're going in here trying to make an impression or something."

[fourthscribe]

"We're trying to not make an impression. And a shabbily-dressed man of your stature will stick out quite a lot." She dusts off his pants, pauses, frowns, then dusts them off again. There, that's better. She takes a step back and crosses her arms, looking Ginko up and down.

"Hmm...could use something else..."

[dontpokethat]

"Somehow I doubt that everyone in this place is in the habit of dressing up all the time. It's not going to be that big a deal."

Despite his complaints, he knows Tanyuu too well to think he's going to be able to dissuade her. But that doesn't mean he won't be obnoxious about it.

He shoves his hands into his pockets and frowns down at himself. "Really, now."

[fourthscribe]

"Ginko, this is not 'dressing up', this is being fashionable."

Tanyuu taps her chin in thought, then smiles and produces a scarf out of the air, looping it loosely around Ginko's neck and stepping back with a satisfied nod. "There! Much more presentable. And hardly uncomfortable, is it?"

[dontpokethat]

Ginko doesn't even say anything to that, he just groans. Tanyuu knows perfectly well how little he cares about being fashionable, and he doesn't see any point to rehashing that old argument over again.

He scowls at the scarf, but shakes his head. "...Feels alright, I guess."