Despite the standard day and night cycle, some of you may notice this place still doesn’t feel quite right, a bit outside of time. That shouldn’t stop you from having fun! And should you need to go back to the Grove — or if you’re someone looking to get into Neo Eden in the first place — you need only to gaze into a mirror placed in each of your bedrooms or apartments and wish to go home… which may lead you to fall catastrophically through it to the other side. Try not to hit your chin on the ground.
Life goes on regardless. In this city, there’s a lot to do. You could go shopping at the strip mall near Mania Square, where Heimr and Ydalir have set up a temporary shop to continue to provide for everyone’s needs. They’ll still take shells, but there’s nothing much they can do if you run out of Credits — both will gently suggest you find work in Neo Eden. You guys own businesses back at the Grove, it can’t be that bad, can it?
The good news is, Mr. Bone-Jangles and his entourage of skeletons who you swear weren’t originally here 12 hours ago are happy to help you get a job, where the interview process involves simply “showing up and asking your holographic boss if you can be employed”. Starting your own business is more difficult — you’ll need a loan from the bank! — but not impossible. Any hologram humans that come in to buy things will ignore you, get what they want, and leave. The only time you can interact with your fellow neon-coloured humans is when they’re making a purchase, at which point their items will digitize and they’ll leave. All very odd, but at least the customers aren’t rude to you… or your skeletal coworkers who have joined you for back-breaking labour.
After work, perhaps you want to head to the amusement park — Thrill Point is an utterly massive one to the far northeast of the city past the river that cuts through the digital roadways. With drop towers, roller coasters, rides for little babies who hate heights and fun, and tons of food stalls to stop at, you could feasibly spend all night here and almost forget that you have to be at your next shift in the morning! If you seek a different thrill, Arcadia is a nightclub southwest of Mania Square, where the music plays all night, the liquor flows freely, and anyone under 21 who enters gets marked with an X on the back of their hand by a harmless laser beam. Just outside Arcadia is a small photo booth named “The Swap”, and if you enter with a partner, both of you hitting the “TAKE PHOTO” button will bodyswap you for 12 hours. It will also print out a funny photo of you as a keepsake. Enjoy being someone else for a while!
Head to the Rent-a-Ride, where you can rent any vehicle on wheels — electric scooters, cars, motorcycles, hoverbikes — as long as you can pay the expensive fee. Speeding will get you a ticket from your local robopolice; breaking standard civilian laws will get you arrested and thrown into the unmanned city jail. And try not to tailgate or crash your ride — not only will you be on the hook for vehicle damages, but you’ll be shafted with a ludicrous hospital fee. Seriously, people live like this?
But, if a calm walk through nature is more your style, City Park and its
digital trees to the north may suit your needs. The fish in the river here can be fished up by hopeful anglers, though all are wiggly, inedible robots. Hm.
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Till stops at the sound of Ain’s voice, all cheerful and excited because he heard him singing…the ask to “sing with him” makes him sick to his stomach, genuinely, and he finds it hard to reply at first over the wave of nausea he feels thinking about it. The last time he sang with someone…
…
Instead of answering his questions, he mutters:]
Door’s open.
[As soon as Ain steps in, he’ll see Jibang oozing over Till’s shoulder, watching him with large, wet eyes. Who dis?]
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He opens the door and sees Jibang and gasps—]
A baby!! What did you name your oozy baby?
[He is holding his guitar, he's going to set it down against the wall real quick. Hi.]
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Jibang.
[Ain, who knows Korean, will immediately know why he named him that.]
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You named your oozy baby "fat"?
[Well. He is fat.]
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Yeah. Cause he’s fat.
[Jibang puts his mouth on Ain’s hand. He’s…licking(???) him. It feels like he’s being sucked on by a slimy sponge. Hello do you have food?]
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Haha, he is kind of hefty... aww, he's lucky he doesn't know what words mean~. I didn't know you spoke Elrian, though, Mr. Artist.
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[Till kinda just looks back at Ain like he’s grown a second head.]
It’s…the language I speak back home. It wouldn’t be “Elrian”.
I salam-i ellian-ieyo?
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Ne, ne! Maj-ayo! Wa, dangsin-i geugeol al geolagoneun saeng-gag mos haess-eoyo!
[Wag wag wag wag—]
Our languages are similar? You're not from Elrios, though! You're from some hellish evil world~. That's so weird!
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Yeah…weird. I guess if there’s a million universes, chances are a couple of them would overlap.
[His doesn’t have magic though. Fuck’s up with that.]
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[Moving on very quickly there buddy]
Do you want to see how we harmonize?
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Ugh.]
Fine. I just don’t think we both know any songs we can sing together, is the thing.