( broadcast ) stand up and be counted

[mmnpcs]

[ At 8 PM, a gruff, nicotine-hardened voice can be heard broadcasting over the intercom system hung up a little halfhazardly -- clearly meant as a temporary function -- around downtown.

It's a man's voice, not one imPorts have yet been subject to. ]

Attention imPorts. My name is Captain Holiday. I've been assigned to be your liaison for matters of communication between you and the government; you need something, you come to me and I'll see about making it happen.

You probably have a lot of questions. [ There's a pause as he takes an unseen but possibly heard puff on his cigarette. ] And we want to do our best to answer them. If you'll allow us to escort you to the seashore we'll get started and then you can all go on to your new homes and sleep in your new beds. Been through a lot, we know. We won't keep you long.

[ And at 8:30 PM, at the Canaveral National Seashore, imPorts will see them: a stern looking man leaning on a cane and smoking a cigarette, and the soldier -- Lt. Ananke -- who drove them here. Holiday puts out his cigarette and immediately lights another. ]

This won't take long. We know you're all probably tired. Don't want to hear a lot of bullshit, am I right? Me either. Luckily this is pretty simple.

We know what you've been through. We want to help you. And we'd like it if you'd help us, too. It's not easy being displaced in another world and another time -- hell no. In exchange for helping us keep the peace around here -- there's trouble wherever you go, figure I don't even have to tell you that -- we're offering you all free housing, healthcare, and job placement. If you don't like your job you can come to us and we'll give you another one, we can't get it right all the time. Same with your house. We've got plenty of places to put you.

This ain't a draft, and you don't have to put on a costume to work with us as a hero. People serve their country in all kinds of ways, you don't have to be a fighter. Help us out when we ask you to, we'll help you out, it's that simple. If you don't like it, you don't have to take it, but you'll have to forgive us for not putting you up in that case. The benefits have conditions like benefits always do, but we're not asking you anything unreasonable.

Think about it. Are you with us?

( NOTE: This post will default to action for the sake of ease. Captain Holiday will reply to all questions, but other NPCs will also be tagging around at random unless a player requests one in specific in their subject header. Please do so if you'd like! Please also note REGISTERED or UNSETTLED in your subject line to indicate your character's choice, or UNDECIDED if they're still mulling it over. If the latter, they will be contacted by Holiday within the week for a decision if they don't contact him first. )

Comments

[centurybaby]

Baby's first apocalypse, huh? You'll get over it eventually.

[ with her cigarette almost gone, she lets it drop to the ground where she puts it out with her boot. she probably looks a little better off than him-- but not too much. she's still got her prison uniform on underneath karkat's sweater, and she's just as dirty as everyone else. but she looks fine in her face, at least-- though it's always hard to say what jenny quantum is feeling underneath that. ]

Hurry up and register already. Working for some fucking government bigwigs is totally your fucking thing.

surprise... q_q

[waiting]

[ it's probably better not to hurt his head trying to read too much into what jenny might or might not be thinking. he shakes his head and crosses his arms, frowning. ]

What about you?

asdklj HELLO

[centurybaby]

Undecided.

[ she admits that readily, shrugging a little. it's as close as she can get to admitting that prison might have curbed her ego just a tiny bit, enough that she hasn't decided to rebel against the man immediately-- but she's leaning that way. anyone that doesn't see that doesn't know jenny quantum. ]

It probably won't work out. You know I don't fucking play well with others.

[waiting]

Well, they're giving us time to make up our minds. You don't have to make that call yet.

[ it's a comment offered with a little caution -- for good reason. jenny's right, of course, she doesn't play well with other's, and she also appears to be allergic to anything remotely resembling being told what to do... he frowns, turning his wrist and tapping at the tattoo there. ]

You got one of these too?

[centurybaby]

Sure.

[ she pulls up the sleeve of her sweater, offering the patch of skin where the invisible tattoo must be. ]

Same as everybody else. I tried to egg that bastard Holiday on to see if he'd slap some cuffs on me too, but he wouldn't.