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⬣//BLOSSOMING FROM A GAP IN THE ASPHALT.
A new Root Town has been revealed: Naval Monte, a tiered city built upon a mountain jutting up from an endless expanse of ocean. These fortified walls house an innumerable number of NPCs who, unlike those which occupy other Root Towns, are quite a bit more advanced.
Those of you who spend entirely too much time logged in have no doubt noticed the set patterns the NPCs of Mac Anu and Lumina Cloth take to move from area to area. Their paths never change. Their dialog rarely diverges. Talking to a freshly painted wall would be more stimulating than conversing with your run of the mill NPC, but Naval Monte's are different.
They move in accordance with their own whims, seldom found in the same place twice. Some NPCs have entire families while others boast elaborate backstories and speak at length of their tales of bravery and triumphs over evil. While they won't accept your party invites, they may instead invite you to share a meal with their family and regale you with stories until you've had your fill.
Travel far enough into the depths of the city and you'll hear tales of a graveyard that sits within the core of the mountain, but the NPCs who guard this elusive site are defensive at best. Don't expect them to let you in, but given their advanced nature, you may be able to wheedle some valuable information out of them.
Be aware that there is a price to enter Naval Monte. After crossing the vast bridge leading right up to the mountain city, you'll be accosted by no less than a dozen eager vendors fighting to peddle their wares to you. Some are so desperate that they ask only for a single GP, and in exchange, they grant you passage to the city.
Ask them why they're so desperate to make a sale and they'll answer plainly: if you don't, the curse will persist.
Come Saturday morning, an email flagged as urgent pops up in your inbox.
To our beta team,
It has come to our attention that a number of our beta testers have failed to report previous underlying health conditions that may negatively impact their ability to perform their duties as intended.
In our ongoing efforts to monitor the health and safety of our beta testing team, all participants in Fragment's closed beta test will be required to complete a health screening before the date of September 16th in order to continue participating in the beta.
Beta participants will be matched with a health professional in their area and the fees for their screening and assessment waived. As such, it is necessary that you make an appointment with the medical professional assigned to you or select another from within our network.
No exceptions will be made for those who fail to submit their health assessments to CyberConnect's Health and Human Resources department. Termination from Fragment's beta testing program and applicable legal action will be taken in the event that you fail to participate in these necessary steps.
We take the health and safety of our beta testers very seriously. If you have any concerns, please contact us at cccorp.ccmail.com.
Thank you for your continued efforts,
CyberConnect Corporation of Japan.
Murmurs of an unusual NPC have begun to circulate within Naval Monte.
According to eye witnesses, one of the local residents has "gone rogue". According to them, a woman with dishwater eyes and hair messily pulled into a loose bun has been spotted going door to door begging to be let in.
"We need to go," she shouts, her eyes glossy with tears, her every word slurred. "We'll be safe there! We'll be free! We can't live like this anymore!"
From what you've heard, that woman has managed to break free from the confines of her native Root Town and has been seen running through the streets in Mac Anu, Lumina Cloth, and the nameless Root Town in the sky. You may have even come across her, accosted in the street and urged to listen to her increasingly erratic ramblings.
"I need you to take me there! Take me to him! His father left the key within him!"
Ultimately, nothing you say or do will influence the woman's behavior or calm her down. All you'll get for your troubles is an ill feeling in the pit of your gut, something that blooms from within you and spreads infinitely outwards. An infection you can't cure.
You won't realize that the infection has begun to spread and mutate until you see it blossoming all around you, your fellow testers complaining of an unidentifiable malaise. You'll know what afflicts you and everyone you've infected when it's far too late to do anything about it. Until this unfortunate "bug" is patched, you'll continue to get sicker and sicker. The progression of the illness is as follows:
Stage one: The complete inability to lie, but is that really a bad thing? We could all stand to be more honest and communicative.
Stage two: The loss of one of your key senses, but only one. Maybe it's your sense of smell. Your keen tongue. Your vision. Whatever it is, it's a vital part of you that won't return to you until you log off, but when you next log in, you may find that a different sense has gone missing instead.
Stage three: Disconnect from your real world body. You'll realize after several days have passed that you can no longer feel your real self as keenly as before. You may not realize you've slapped yourself in the face or knocked a tooth out on the edge of your desk until you log out for the day and witness the extent of the damage.
Final stage: Memory loss. Your head feels foggy. Concentrating becomes a struggle, your thoughts sluggishly crawling through your mind and and ultimately losing their way. In the final stages of the illness, you may forget to log out for days at a time and wake to find yourself passed out on the floor with your headset jostled loose, inadvertently freeing you from the game.
The "cure," aside from a timely patch, may hide somewhere within the game. Before your senses leave you, you'd better start asking around.
As many of you know, it isn't easy to get ahold of CyberConnect when you need them. Hien is, at best, completely useless. Pete isn't much better. It's for these reasons and more that players have been invited to a digital conference and encouraged to give a voice to the rising concerns within the beta testing community.
The conference is to be held, both ICly and OOCly, on September 23rd at 12PM EST. If you have any burning questions to ask the people who hold power and influence over the state of the game and what happens within it, you can't afford to complain about timezones. This is your opportunity to speak your mind and have those questions answered.
OOCly, the conference will begin on September 23rd at 12PM EST and end on October 7th at 12PM EST. During this time, your characters can ask whatever questions they'd like of CyberConnect corporate staff, bring up concerns, and provide insights on their beta testing experiences.
Participation is mandatory (ICly), so set your alarms and don't be late!
Hello, everyone! Sorry I was away for a while. I got stuck in an outer level of the game and it took me a week to get back, but I should be just fine now! I hope I didn't miss anything too serious...
I did see that all of you have worked hard on those recipes, though! I liked all of them so much that I've added each of them into the game so that everyone can make their own. Congratulations!
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Nope, it's on alright. This is pretty lame.
[ But leave it to Tylor to make light of it anyway. He shifts his hands up to feel gently for Fai's face as his frown gives way to a smile, a playful tone. Touch makes it easy for him to look in the correct direction. ]
Can you still see me?
[ And then he closes his eyes anyway. ]
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[ His brows furrow as he lets go of one of Tylor's hands to wave it in front of his face. ]
You... really can't see anything, can you?
[ If he didn't know Tylor took just about everything in stride, Fai would think he's joking. But he isn't, he's way too honest for that. ]
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[ Tylor doesn't flinch, doesn't know to keep his eyes closed as Fai waves. There pranks Tylor would play. But this isn't one of them. Maybe decades later, when things are safe and settled and they can afford to comfortably remember the scarier times. Not that Tylor seems scared at all. ]
Well, I'm glad it's just me. And at least your voice sounds even lovelier like this.
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[ He sighs, clicking his tongue a couple of times as he grabs onto Tylor's hands to help him up. ]
Let's get away from the water for now.
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[ Tylor says it easily as he allows himself to be he helped up. As laid back and unafraid as he is, he still holds Fai's hands a little tighter than before. ]
Oh, that's a good idea. I do know how to swim though.
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I'm sure you can, when you can see. But as you can't, I'm not going to risk it.
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[ Tylor holds on. There's a new slowness to his first few steps as he adjusts and fills the space with his voice instead-- ] So, where are we going?
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[ He's careful as he guides Tylor back towards the Chaos Gate. ]
The Chaos Gate. There's less to bump into and have an accident with here.
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[ The longer the path, the bolder and quicker Tylor's steps become. There's a lot of trust, some reckless, in Fai to keep him from running into anything as he is guided. ]
Oh, do you want to go to a meadow?
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Are you sure? All you'll be able to do is smell the flowers.
[ Though maybe that would be enough for someone like Tylor. ]
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I sure am. It's a safe place to rest.
[ This way, Fai doesn't have to worry so much. ]
Besides, I already know what it looks like. If I close my eyes it won't feel that different. So I'll be fine with some food and whiskey, don't worry!
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[ His tone is gently authoritative, too—he means business about this. ]
But I don't mind snacks.
[ So, he puts in the right keywords and warps them to a meadow area. ]
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[ For once, Tylor's pace slows, though only a fraction. But it's not like Fai is wrong either, so there's no true resistance. Snacks brighten him up a beat later anyway.
He knows where they are the moment they enter. With a deep breath and his eyes closing, he is brave enough to step free with his arms up ro feel the breeze. In one hand, a cream puff appears.
If Fai talks, then he will direct it towards him. Otherwise
it looks more like an offering to the clouds. ]
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Fai huffs out a laugh as he watches Tylor lift that cream puff up to the sky. ]
So, you like sweets?
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[ Tylor swings the cream puff in Fai's direction as he asks-- ]
What about you? Want a cream puff?
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[ There's a smile on his face, though Tylor can't see it. He can probably hear it though, in the small change of inflection in his voice. ]
I'd love to have one.
[ And with that, he plucks it right from Tylor's fingers. ]
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There's a beat of quiet, before his gaze blindly glances to wherever the last sound from Fai came from-- ]
How is it?
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But he laughs, sheepish even to Tylor's ears. ]
I got so worried when you fell back I didn't take a bite.
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[ He says it playfully serious. His eyes seek Fai's on instinct, but there is no recognition there. A reassuring smile follows. ]
I'm alright here if you've got things to do.[ He still tacks on casually-- ] Care to join me anyway?
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Of course I'll join you.
[ He even settles down onto the grass so he can properly enjoy his cream puff. ]
It's good, by the way.
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[ A beat, eyes skyward again as he stretches back lazily. He can't really see where his arms go, so he makes a little beeping sound as he lowers his arms spread wide. A happy sigh-- ]
See any cool clouds?
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Hmm... Not really. I've never been good at seeing things in the clouds, though. I'm not creative.
[ His mind has always been more analytical. ]
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[ Tylor jokes, following it with a laugh and his unseeing eyes still fixed skyward. ]
Besides, you could tell me anything. I wouldn't know any better, would I?
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[ He laughs softly. ]
I like a little bit of a back and forth.
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[ Tylor jokes back, grinning in Fai's general direction. ]
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