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The Diadem ([personal profile] thediadem) wrote in [community profile] diademlogs2025-06-08 10:11 am
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MINGLE ∞ LOG — June 2025

Mingle ∞ Log
No Lifeguard on Duty
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Summary
What's going on?
An unexpected heat wave in mid-June, coupled with the cycling shutdown of all air conditioning units in motels across the Blocks, has made the summer unbearable. Meanwhile, the ever-eager storm chaser, Felix Bjurstrom, has uncovered a fancy resort with a pool in a diffusion zone only 1 hour out from Panorama. Lucky, right? Well...kind of. It's got some quirks.
When is this happening?
June 10 - 30
What should I know?
  • This area is one of many diffusion zones that appear throughout the planet.
  • A storm chaser is someone dedicated to studying the cosmic phenomenon in the Diadem. Felix is a pioneer in his field.
  • A winding highway filled with old empty barrels will take you to the zone.
  • Characters can travel with a friend to save on gas! Parking's limited, so it might not be a bad idea.
  • At any given time, there's max several dozen visitors. Most work long hours, some are traveling through the diffusion zones, and others prefer not to risk the drive or waste precious gas, so it won't draw a huge crowd (but there's still a crowd!).
  • This is a mingle rather than an event. Plot-heavy elements will be minor. The game's first proper event will be posted in July!
What does my character know?
  • Having lost his phone, Felix will spread the word using good old-fashioned printed posters that he's put up around Panorama. A young woman is seen helping him. They appear to be close. Some say that's his daughter.
  • Though the timing is impossible to predict accurately, Felix believes that due to this zone's unusual proximity to an anchor point, it has a high chance of persisting for 2-3 weeks.
  • Directions are printed on the posters, though characters are also free to stumble across the zone by accident.
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Introduction
The resort looks like your typical upscale vacation spot: a beautiful pool, lovely cabins, and plenty of pool chairs. The sky is perpetually nighttime and there are two moons. One moon is smaller than its sister and glows purple. The other looks like the Earth's moon. The weather is pleasantly warm. In fact, conditions are almost too perfect.

Other fluxdrifts are here, too, and you might come across them, all of whom are taking advantage of the pool. They'll converse superficially with you and will come and go randomly. You'll want to keep a close eye on your belongings. Other than cooling off, this isn't a bad place to start making connections. Life in the Diadem is better when you've got allies if not friends.

Just outside the resort is a spacious parking lot, designed for visitors. Nobody's following parking rules so put your car anywhere it fits. If you get blocked in, well, that's a problem for when you leave.

At the end of June, the diffusion zone will flicker and morph into an unremarkable overgrown park, long abandoned to the decades.

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Prompts
As you wander around, you discover deactivated androids in many of the poolside huts. These androids cannot be mistaken for any organic species: their chassis is metal, and their heads are shiny. Circuits and wires are visible. But each is dressed distinctly human in a way that borders on disturbing. You spot lipstick drawn on some of the metal faces, as though they're playing dress up...or as if they don't realize they aren't human. One android is frozen in place with a diary clutched in its hands. Another has a hairbrush for its nonexistent hair.

Something seems to have destroyed them—perhaps a powerful EMP wave that knocked them all out. All except one.
The Bartender
The poolside bar is at the eastern end of the resort. There are plenty of seats. A few are occupied by deactivated androids. The bartender is also an android and appears to be the only functional one in this place. He speaks with a modulated voice and has a neutral accent. He exhibits the following behaviors if you sit at his bar:
  • Icebreaker. Whether you're alone or with a companion, he'll try to get you all to be friends, asking random self-generated icebreaker questions. He'll be visibly disappointed if you don't play along.
  • Bartending. While cheerful, he can't make the correct drink: it's always too strong, incredibly weak, added salt instead of sugar, messed up the ice. He's obviously doing his best, but it's just not working. The harder he tries, the worse he performs until it becomes a comedy of errors with stuff falling over, ice dumped in your lap, champagne corks flying, and any number of slapstick mishaps. You can help him out by mixing the drink yourself.
If you're nice to him, he'll introduce himself as Thomas Lustras. He's happy to tell you about his son. Strange, you think, but who says androids can't have paternal instincts? Yet, when the android takes out his wallet to show you a photo of his son—named Edward Lustras—the picture is that of a human child, roughly 5 years old, in the arms of his human father.

The driver's license in the same wallet confirms that Thomas is (was?) a real person. The picture on the license matches the human male in the photo. A half-scorched business card states that Thomas was a consultant at Outer Rim Resettlements. Thomas believes he's on a company retreat and wistfully declares he's eager to return home to his son.

Maybe don't look too closely. After all, this place will soon disappear. And so will he.
The Grill
It's not a vacation without a grill! Not a grillable item is in sight, though, so you'll have to rely on what you can bring out of Panorama. Some of the visiting drifters will pitch in to share, unloading hotdogs (some synthetic, others authentic, and some far past expiry), burger patties (same) and buns, and "kebabs" made of blocky frozen vegetable squares. The squares vaguely resemble corn, mushrooms, and pineapple. The texture is passable, like a flavor-infused block of tofu.

Fire up the grill and take turns grilling. You'll also have to manage the propane. The grill's also prone to sputtering out, requiring regular minor repairs to get it back up and going. Any loose bolts or screws can be taken out of the dead androids to replace the rusty ones in the grill. You're unsure if you should feel uncomfortable doing that or what, but it is a solution.
Parking Woes
Like any crowded event, the parking lot can get chaotic, and the lawlessness of the diffusion zones doesn't help. While some are happy to help barbecue, others are more interested in picking fights over who got to the parking space first. It won't take much for a fistfight to break out, and a knife fight isn't out of the question, either, though nobody'll be killed (this time).

You can let the troublemakers beat each other, or you can try to intervene if somebody who doesn't deserve it is getting harassed. Just avoid causing too much of a scene. Breaking noses is acceptable; gutting someone head to toe is not. There are Enforcers visiting the zone, and if you interfere with their nice pool time, they won't hesitate to haul away everybody involved and make you sit in jail for a few days.
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[personal profile] metamorphosing 2025-06-29 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[She raises both brows in response— she'd expected mistrust and hostility, she supposes; that was just one of several reasons she had opted to wear this particular face despite her resolve not to hide, but the leap in logic seems a bit of a stretch.]

Considering I don't know you from Adam, nothing in particular. I'm here to get to know the place, same as anyone else. Thought I'd make conversation— I didn't realize that was a crime.

[There's a hard, defensive edge to her voice that hadn't been there moments before.]
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[personal profile] carcajous 2025-06-29 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ She might've had better luck if she'd accidentally bumped into Scott first. Though who the hell knows. Boy Scout's got his moments, apparently, considering, well. The other day.

Anyway, he already played peacemaker once. He hasn't got the patience to do it twice. He promised he wouldn't start shit; he never promised he'd exchange numbers with her and Erik by the pool. ]


Look— [ He sets his beer on the concrete with a quiet clink. ] I told Charles I'd give you a chance, and I am. But if you're looking for a friendly face, that ain't me.

[ Not like Logan's built a reputation for warmth and conversation even on his best day. This is just the version of him she's bound to get at any given hour. ]
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[personal profile] metamorphosing 2025-06-29 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Any appetite she might have had has left her entirely at this point; she's not sure when she'd set her plate aside, but she faces Logan with her arms crossed in front of her, closed off— something they both have in common, if Charles' brief description of him is anything to go by.]

That's charitable of you.

[It comes out just a little more snide than she means it to. Knowing what she does, however vague it might be, Charles' 'new' friends have every reason not to like her. That he's even considered giving her a chance speaks to how much he must trust Charles— that, she understands. He's an easy person to put your trust in, and more worthy of it than most.

She sighs.]


Charles is staying with you, isn't he?
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[personal profile] carcajous 2025-06-29 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ His eyebrow lifts. She's harder for him to wrap his head around than Erik. Erik was never a different man, then or in the future. Not to Logan. Only thing that changed was that shit went so far downhill, they were no longer standing in each other's way. But Raven—he doesn't know what to make of her. Part of him senses she almost cares about his reaction (does she?), and that alone throws him off.

Now he's gotta wonder what Charles even told her about him. He'd ask, except he can't say he wants to know. ]


Yeah.

[ Where's this going? He stayed with him partly out of convenience, partly 'cause when they first got here, Charles didn't seem like he was doing too well alone. Or doing too well in general, caught in the noise of the city as he was. Logan ended up sticking a closer than he normally would, and he won't deny it helped keep him steady, too, to have something to focus on. He's lost a lot of people. And out here, with just a few of them around, it feels like that hasn't changed. He can deal with everything else gone wrong. He's not sure he can handle losing Charles for a second fucking time.

She's obviously asking for a reason, though, so. He waits. ]