Heavenly Blanc Void Party

[starshower]

🥂 HEAVENLY BLANC VOID PARTY 🥂 Who: Everyone! What: Heavenly Blanc mingle and info exchange Where: The Heavenly Blanc Bar and Café When: "August 1"; but really, what is time Content Warnings: N/A Maybe you heard through word of mouth, or got an invite from the barista and barkeep directly, or spotted the handwritten paper invites hung up around the area, but there is a gathering happening at the Heavenly Blanc Bar and Café TODAY! So feel free to stop by, hang out, have some drinks, and share some stories. 🍺 DRINKS: Coffee will be served by Ren, and Tifa will be handling the other drinks. There's a wide variety behind the bar, ranging from alcoholic to the non-alcoholic, with delicious cocktails (yes, including virgin ones for the minors) to pick from. And before you ask - no, if you are underage, you may not have alcohol. Tifa will be very strict about it, and anyone who tries to bypass her imposed law will be subject to room temperature tapwater for the rest of the party. 🎲 GAMES: Various boardgames that came along with Le Blanc will be made available for all to play, including a Shogi board for the strategically inclined (and whoever knows how the heck to play it). Along the side wall are two pinball machines, and while they don't light up and make sounds, the mechanisms inside them still work, so they aren't completely out of the picture! Next to them, between the jukebox and the door is a dart board. Please do be mindful when throwing darts, as the light filtering into the bar through the front windows is very minimal. 🤔 INFORMATION EXCHANGE: The important part! When all are gathered inside the bar, Tifa and Ren will make a small announcement for everyone: "Now that we've all had the chance to take a look around and get our bearings, I wanna encourage everyone to exchange what you know, or what you've found. Even share it with the rest of us! Locations, ideas, theories - anything that could be useful in helping us all figure this out. We all come from different worlds, but we're stuck here, so we're in this together until we're not, yeah? Let's make friends and play nice, and most importantly, have fun today! Oh, and if you're coming and going, make sure to close the door nice and tight behind you." "It's nice to see everyone. Since we're stuck here together, let's cooperate well." ☕ OOC NOTES ☕ This is the open mingle post for the Heavenly Blanc void party! Please feel free to top-level and tag around. There is a top-level included here for you to post OOC notes of what their characters have discussed on the log, as well as their own thoughts about the world. If there is anything important that people should know, please reply to the top-level with the information, so that it's easy to find for everyone. General info posts about what your character will be talking about are fine as well. Just please try to avoid multiple edits if you can as you thread if you are going that route! for the sake of my dw inbox... Because this is an info exchange/mingle post, we encourage thread-jacking. However, we know that not everyone is into that kind of thing, so if you are okay with others hopping into your threads, please be sure to indicate it in your top-level. Questions about the log can be directed to the ooc post. Have fun!

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[simulatio]

Lulling us into a false sense of security by providing mementos of home? It's very possible.

[Akechi nods, drawing his hand back from Ren's chair to instead cross his arms and bring his hand to his lips in thought.]

The longer we go with no visible sign of why we're here, the more difficult it is to imagine that it's anything other than some kind of social experiment. Why else gather such an eclectic group of people? The time and resources to accumulate all of this must have been enormous. But what's the point behind it all, I wonder?

[forethinking]

(His long nails are hitting the table, rhythmically and one after the other. There's not much for him to occupy his hands with and the game was probably long forgotten by the two of them.)

How did they gather such an eclectic group of people is what is bothering me.

[abeautifulgame]

That, I can't say.

[he pauses, thumbing at his goatee, briefly, before lowering his hand back to the arm of his chair. he doesn't reach for one of the shogi pieces again, however, despite the fact that it may very well be his turn. it's just as likely that it isn't, too, and yes, it's lost his attention]

There was another boy here ... [Midoriya, but he'll get around to actually, properly naming him later] He suggested this wasn't the first time that something like this had happened to him. [he looks to Akechi, to Ren, that said, looking for recognition on either of their faces. he doesn't want to repeat things, if either of them have already talked to him]

[simulatio]

Midoriya-kun.

[Akechi supplies the name instead with a nod. He reaches into his jacket pocket to pull out a small notebook, flipping it open to a full page of neatly-written notes, and tapping Ren's shoulder with it. Should he take the offered notebook, Ren will find the pertinent information from Akechi's conversation with Izuku, summarized and bullet-pointed.]

It's very curious, but perhaps most curious about it is that no one else I've spoken with has said they've had a similar experience. It's possible we've all collectively forgotten something very important regarding our arrival...

[forethinking]

(Ren fixes his glasses, the nail tapping in a break while he sighs, taking the notebook and now his own to quickly pass down the notes. Izuku told him very little about these things, so he might poke him later to see what else can he gather...

He wants to defy that so badly, pick at that theory to the bits with what Ren and Akechi had experienced in the past.

God is Dead and Ren killed it. What could have made them forget? Another God? One powerful enough to yank people from their very own dimensional homes?

Alas, he just looks concerned for the time being. He wished there was a sure way to explicitly ask Akechi whether Damien was aware of their different memories.)

Memory wise, I am not sure we can trust this Universe.

(Take the hint, Akechi.)

[abeautifulgame]

[Damien nods to Akechi, humming -- Midoriya's the one he was talking about, yes. a pause follows, as the notebook exchange happens, and he leans forward, curious, then leans away again, returning his attentions to the both of them. a wry smile follows]

I'm pretty sure we can't. [he may not be aware of their different memories, but like Akechi said, it's possible that they've all forgotten something regarding their arrival. it's plausible, if only because ... ] Things do get a little fuzzy, when I try and puzzle out how I got here, exactly. [and boy, does that bother him]

[simulatio]

Not only that, but when combined with how we have no way of measuring the passage of time...

[Akechi pulls his jacket's sleeve back far enough to expose his wristwatch and taps the face of it.]

I believe something is actively distorting our perceptions, either in an attempt to make us think we haven't been here as long as we have, or the opposite, to make us think we've spent a long time here. My question is, why bother? Are we simply test subjects for some higher power, perhaps?

[forethinking]

Only time will tell.

(Unfortunately, there's not too much to back up any of this. Not a smidge. The most sensible thing to do was to focus on surviving and trying not to go crazy up in the head with how unstable the world is, and act as soon as there's any enlightment in the matter.)

[abeautifulgame]

[Damien puts a hand to his thigh, as Akechi shows of his watch, reaching for his phone without really committing to it. he knows it won't work, it's just sort of force of habit when someone starts talking about the time, the clock there what he uses in lieu of a watch. either way, after a moment, he sets to drumming his fingers against his leg, absently.]

[a pause follows, a heavy sigh, and then:] It's frustrating, how little we have in terms of information. Water, water, everywhere, but not a drop to drink and all that. [they have all the speculation in the world, all the theories, but not a single concrete clue. it'd be nice if the universe would throw them a fucking bone]