Reno of the Turks (
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fandomhigh2014-06-18 09:21 am
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The Day After Doomsday, Wednesday, Period 4
"Aaaalright." So, Reno had missed a few classes, and now the term was over. He licked his lips as he looked over the students gathered in the Danger Shop. "So I was a bit AWOL back there. I trust my Rookie and Rikku had you in pretty good hands the past couple weeks. If they didn't... Hey, means you get a trial by fire now, don't you."
The entire room shimmered, taking the students back to a scenario similar to the one that Reno had set up for their introductions class several weeks back. They were surrounded by a vast expanse of desert with no readily available water in sight. The sky was a sickly shade of spinach green, and in their immediate area, they were standing in what had presumably once been a thriving city, considering how huge it was. It was a pity that it was all sitting in ruins now, a sort of double-decker heap of twisted metal and shattered glass with very little that was still recognizable as a livable building or functional vehicle.
"Welcome to my home," Reno said, his tone almost eerily devoid of inflection, today. "Midgar, at ground zero. Millions dead, literally nothing will grow in the dirt in and around the city. No food, very little shelter, no water, the place is crawling with monsters, the entire city is radioactive, our best fuel source has been rendered impossible to use, and the world government was located at the middle of that city full of wreckage. Presumably, the guy in charge is dead. Try not to die. Anything else you do today is up to you, but you're going to want to do it as a group, aren't you?"
And then he turned around and walked away, taking a seat among the ruins to watch.
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The entire room shimmered, taking the students back to a scenario similar to the one that Reno had set up for their introductions class several weeks back. They were surrounded by a vast expanse of desert with no readily available water in sight. The sky was a sickly shade of spinach green, and in their immediate area, they were standing in what had presumably once been a thriving city, considering how huge it was. It was a pity that it was all sitting in ruins now, a sort of double-decker heap of twisted metal and shattered glass with very little that was still recognizable as a livable building or functional vehicle.
"Welcome to my home," Reno said, his tone almost eerily devoid of inflection, today. "Midgar, at ground zero. Millions dead, literally nothing will grow in the dirt in and around the city. No food, very little shelter, no water, the place is crawling with monsters, the entire city is radioactive, our best fuel source has been rendered impossible to use, and the world government was located at the middle of that city full of wreckage. Presumably, the guy in charge is dead. Try not to die. Anything else you do today is up to you, but you're going to want to do it as a group, aren't you?"
And then he turned around and walked away, taking a seat among the ruins to watch.
Yeah, that was it.
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Lecture!
Survive.
Yes, this was once a two-tier city. Yes, the wealthy used to live on the top. No, there probably aren't any survivors in the slums at all.
Be careful of monsters, while you're at it. Reno has kept it simple today, limiting it to packs of desperate, roaming hounds. You should thank him. It could always have been much worse, around here. The hounds are about as easy to kill as any starving mutated freak dog genetically engineered specifically to be more dangerous, and will only attack with their teeth and their... head-tentacle. Thing.
You won't get any sunlight to work by. And if this wasn't a simulation, the air would most certainly hurt to breathe. You won't find any NPCs out there, either. There aren't enough survivors for that to be terribly likely right away.
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She just watched, and thought, and kept her own counsel. At one point, she turned her head in the direction the teacher had gone, taking a single step in the same direction before stopping and, with a headshake that sent her hair flying about her shoulders, turned away.
This was a sad place, a painful place, but it was not Yeul's first sad, painful place. (Not her last either.)
But on second thought, saying anything to the teacher seemed... presumptuous.
She went back to her watching, quietly.
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Kathy needed to find out where Yeul shopped. She was way tired of tiny, useless girl pockets.
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She blinked, looking vague for a moment before refocusing on Kathy.
"I would not say they're all useful," she said, smiling slightly. "But yes, I suppose I do. Were you looking for something in particular?"
Go on, Kathy. Ask for a tent. Ask for ninety-nine tents, even, and then try to figure out how those fit in Yeul's pockets.
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He went into the blasted remains of what had once been a store and started sorting through the rubble. He wasn't expecting to find anything useful, but if he didn't start to move he was going to cry.
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This was 100% time for direction, though.
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"We need water and shelter before we need anything else," he said crisply. "Someone should ask Professor Reno if he literally means no water or if he just means not much."
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Something more concrete than stare at it in horror.
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Sure, they only had an hour simulation, but in a desert, you could get heatstroke fast.
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Talk to Reno.
He's already done this.
If you're lucky, maybe his girlfriend will show up today to give you all a few pointers. Maybe she won't. Isn't the end of the world so fun and full of the unknown?
He will be around after class if you have any questions about what you should have done, or what the few survivors of Midgar managed to do, at least.
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To be honest... there was nothing wrong with today's coffee. Just normal coffee. No additives, no special beans.
Normal.
"I made it extra special for our last class."
Reno might be a little wary by now.
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"Yeah? You piss in it or something this morning?"
Seemed worth asking.
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He drummed his fingers against his knee.
"It's been a long time since then, yo," he added. "We've got a few scattered plants growin' here and there, now. A regular courier system bringing food and med supplies into the city across the desert. A few people are even pickin' up the orphans off the streets, cleaning 'em up, givin' 'em homes. It's almost startin' to look like something again, if you look in the right direction and squint. I go back and forth, now, between Rikku's world and there, but they don't need me around. Most of 'em don't want me around, yo.."
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OOC!
If you have any questions, feel free to run 'em by me here. There won't be any game mechanics at play today, if you're worried about stomping over FFVII this-or-that. Feel free to take what's been presented at face value. Ruined city, surrounded by desert, full of pollution, monsters, and presumably also dead bodies.
Reno didn't program in the dead bodies. They aren't pretty at all. You're welcome.