Baby lately the plans we're making

[headandhand]

WHO: Open to all Dualizens
WHAT: Your regularly scheduled NAPs event for the month
WHERE: Our Crazy Jane's Gallows!
WHEN: January 7-10
WARNINGS: Please use these if applicable!

Look at all of these bright, shining new faces! There’s even a few less bright, less shining faces - maybe even a few folks without faces - but hey, this city welcomes all types. Chances are, if you’ve just arrived, you're seeing some pretty crazy things, unless you're used to an eye-blinding amount of neon, robots, weird-ass technology, magic, and an omnipresent police force...and hey, if you are, congrats, you're gonna settle in just fine! But for the rest of you, the Head knows this is gonna be pretty overwhelming, right?

Well, since your quaint individual processing units are probably having a hard time, why not link up with another one? By which the Head means...

Hello, new citizens of Dualis,
and welcome to your monthly Network Adjacency Protocol~!


NAPs are a monthly community networking event similar to the Earth concept of speed dating. Two citizens (new arrivals and old hands alike) are placed at a table together with a handy cue card of queries to help break the proverbial ice. Ask (possibly invasive) personal questions and receive results - or ignore the card and yeet yourself straight into a brand new friendship, whatever works! But don't be too shy - you've only got ten minutes together, and if you just sit in silence for the whole ten, the Network Admins are likely to come supervise and try to repair the uplink through a mild shock to the ol' central nervous system. You might find yourself saying all sorts of unintended facts about yourself if that happens...probably better to just make friends, right? Who doesn’t like friends?!

Upon arrival, most will be ushered in by the Admins into the Gallery. Just ignore that large painting on the graffiti wall. Once inside you can begin to mingle and meet your fellow Dualizens, the city has also provided box wine, crackers and cheese as refreshments, a lovely Charcuterie spread laid out for any to sample while looking at the art and mingling.

This month there are two other lovely items for your amusement or horror! First off is a Karaoke machine, how the hell did they pull off getting every song you can think of with lyrics to all? Though, nearly every foul word is replaced with the sound a goose honking, have fun with that! Also, along with your normal note cards of questions you will find blank paper and kiddie packs of crayons. Make some art and leave it behind or leave it for your new friend!

Comments

[ferrokinetically]

"Good luck keeping to that in this place," she replies in a tone tinged with bitterness and cynicism. The longer she's been here the harder it's been to find good memories. Honestly, the good memories she can find are all from home and those just manage to make her even more sad. Focusing more on any subject but that is a welcome change for her though. Lorna's never shied away from talking about her mutation or the weirdness that comes with it.

"Yup, lucked out and was born this way. Saved me a lot of money during my rebellious teen years."

[notspartacus]

"The bad defines who we are as much as the good. It's not necessarily a bad thing." He's aware how naive that makes him sound, and how idealistic, but he does actually believe it. Carl had, as well. It was a difficult lesson to shake.

He smiles at that, though, the tone familiar and welcome, and bringing to mind a sad memory already, though he was glad she wasn't here. "You sure those are over?"

[ferrokinetically]

"Bad usually doesn't make a person better." Her tone doesn't even try to hide how naive that sounds to her. Maybe it's her own cynicism that pushes her to believe that the bad brings out the bad in the people it touches. It twists them and eventually pushes them to do the extremes because they start to really think there's no other option. Or maybe that's just what it's done to her. Sadness washes over her as she thinks of Marcos and his abundance of idealism and optimism. Somehow, despite everything, he manages to hold onto that and she's never gotten how. Or why.

His comment manages to bring her out of her sadness and she chuckles. "They're long gone. Now it's my rebellious adult years where I try my best to lead the other rebels." Mostly she's just failed at that. Miserably.

[notspartacus]

"But it can. It shows us who we really are, and who we can be. Sometimes people need that." He had. All of his people had. It had proven to him he had a lot more patience and optimism than he'd ever known, and that he'd been able to share that when his people had needed it most.

He laughs at that, actually looking down at his own trench coat before looking back to her. "You know, that does come with some pretty cool jackets."