see it to believe it

[whattaprick]

Who: Lambert, Carly, YOU???
What: A basic safety lesson on what to expect in the Mainframe. Don't get derezzed deleted, kids!
When: Early morning, the day after Lambert's post about the Mainframe.
Where: Center Stage
Warnings: Carly being Carly, Lambert's potty mouth, probably.

Were you hoping to sleep in today? Tough shit. Because it's early in the morning, probably right before breakfast, that Carly's voice comes bawling over the public channel of the radio.

"Hello everyone!! We've borrowed Center Stage for an important demonstration! Earlier you may have heard something from our Nightrider Lambert that there's something really dangerous about the coming location ... so we've put together something to help display what to do in the event of the worst! So come to the Center Stage quick!"

Less enthusiastically, Lambert's rejoinder follows, drawled lazily: "Yeah, you definitely don't want to miss this show."

[ ooc: A show, ask, and mingle sort of log -- Lambert and Carly will be doing a short 'presentation' and then open up for Q&A, but feel free to start your own threads to interact with each other? Other nightrunners feel free to butt in. o7 ]

Comments

[insidescoop]

Only to the player!

To the people of Mainframe, WE ARE HEROES!!

[showmystar]

Oh. Okay . . . [He really doesn't get it, but he can accept that.

He's been listening to some of the other questions--thanks, Strange!--so he's going to try to make sense of what he's heard.]

So we go inside this . . . television-book, and we fight to protect everyone. If we fail, we lose ourselves and become . . . slugs. [This sounds so stupid.] That's temporary, correct . . . ?

[fortuneglass]

It's a lot more than a television-book! And it's not just us!

There are people living there! If we fail, they lose too! Anyone who got stuck in there with us, regardless of if we can go back to normal! [Her feathers fluff, the fires around the area spiking a bit in their intensity.]

There's a reason these things are so devastating to them...and as it is, would you really just let this happen if you got caught in there, knowing what'll happen to the natives?

[showmystar]

[Well howdy there. With a winding up noise akin to an old TV turning on, two spinning, silver gears appear over Allen's left eye, the sclera of which turns black and the pupil a red pentagram. And just like that, to him, half the world is black and white, and there is some sort of...man in her shadow?]

Ah. [He glances at the fires, then back to staring at the girl's shadow. Well, that's not normal, so she's no Akuma. But still, what is happening...?

Excuse him as he tries to recall what they were talking about again?] I thought they would be similar to . . . robots? Of course I want to protect people.

[fortuneglass]

It's a weird line. A lot of them look like they could be...but they have homes, and families! They can have kids and pets, and everything, and they're not things that get constructed by anyone else at all! [Carly explains, albeit pausing a moment to look over the gears.

...Huh now that's weird...and...her shadow?

Not much of a man, but try a bird, whose eyes are now blinking to life in it.]

It is Very rude to stare, you know...

Hmm? Did I miss something..?

[showmystar]

[INTERNALLY SHRIEKING now it's talking!!!]

No, that is. I mean . . . I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, or alarm you, but . . .

[Allen points to the bird creature's eyes, and when he continues, it's with the dramatics of the final line in a horror trailer]

There's a creature in your shadow.

[insidescoop]

Ummmm... ...Yes, there is, but what about him?

One for the obvious, I see...

Aslla..! [There is a slight argument occurring before Allen, now, as Carly frowns at her shadow.] Don't be rude..!

[The shadow, in turn, merely chuckles at this.] Perhaps you should tell him the same...I am visible to any here, if they only bother to catch my eye.

[Oof. At least Carly sees fit to explain, at this point.] Mnn, Aslla has been manifesting through my shadow for a while now-it makes things a little easier between the two of us, but if if you're worried, it's really nothing bad! It's been like this a while, and he can't do anything, so-

Hnn! As if that should be my worry!

SO IT'S FINE..!! [SHUSH, YOU HORRIBLE BIRD DEMON!]

[showmystar]

[Allen watches this exchange in awe. Is this the real life... This girl seems crazier than him, and Allen has Problems]

Ahhh . . . if you're sure you're okay. I'm sorry for pointing it out?

[He shoots Aslla a childish glare, however. YOU, he is not apologizing to, Mr. Rude-y McBird Creep.]

If you don't mind my asking, how did this come about . . . ? [Because Carly still pings as something related to an Akuma he is so confused let him just pry into your personal life, complete stranger]

[fortuneglass]

It's alright! It's just... [ Hmmm. The fact that she is currently standing in Center Stage surrounded by others is getting...very evident.] ...I...

...I can explain at my trailer later, I guess, [She mutters, wings drooping as she looks away. This isn't really news to broadcast, this...]

[showmystar]

Oh! [Allen looks around them at the crowd. GOOD GOING, IDIOT] I'm sorry, I had completely forgotten!

[HOW DO YOU FORGET SOMETHING LIKE THAT ALLEN]

Yes, that's fine. Carry on. I'll--protect everyone, so--I'll see you after the presentation.

if you want we can use Carlys inbox for a thread?

[fortuneglass]

[Well, she may be jitters in the inside now, but she at least manages to wave a and 'wave it off'.]

It's all okay! At least you understand the Game more right?

sounds good to me!

[showmystar]

[Allen nods sharply]

Yes! Thank you.

[He doesn't completely get it, but it's close enough. He'll leave the floor open for someone who's not as ridiculously embarrassed.]

[spaghettimonster]

[Heroic gasping]