they hurry like savages to get aboard an iron train;
Who: Open to all new Awakened. Please tag your character in.
When: Wednesday, October 20th.
Where: The Tram Station; Newton's Hostel
What: The Awakened leave Vault 1 and find themselves in the city proper. A general mingle log with two location threads. (Note: There will be an NPC reporter going around, wanting to bother your characters - if you're NOT up for that, please leave a note in your tag! Also, if you want to talk to another NPC - either a Sanctimonia member or Hostel staff - let us know, too!)
Warnings: Nothing! Please let us know if something happens to warrant a warning.
At no later than 5am on October 20th, the Hub began to awaken.
It started when the first boats docked in the harbor after a night spent anchored in the middle of the bay, escalated when the first herd of gray uniform clad mill workers started converging upon the factories, some by foot and most by bike, and rose to a screeching, grinding crescendo when the first tram car took off down the tracks. It was a monotonous cycle punctuated by apathy and--for all the children still in bed or just starting to stir and begin their own morning ritual--a gloomy sort of displeasure at beginning another ho-hum day; a Wednesday, no less.
On Saturday, a new episode of the Pops Power Hour would air on the radio; several hours after that, the Silver Star would open its doors up to the public for an evening screening of a new film -- a horror film in honor of the approaching holiday. Play and rest would come then, but for now, there was work to be done and no reason to slow down, heaven forbid in the middle of rush hour.
Shops were opening and market stalls were preparing for the customers that would inevitably be arriving within the hours. Schools were unlocking their doors, and smog began to spill out into the air above the Industry District. The once empty streets of Boston were slowly but surely filling with activity, with cries, with laughter, with yelling alike.
And somewhere deep underneath the earth, something else began to Awaken.
When: Wednesday, October 20th.
Where: The Tram Station; Newton's Hostel
What: The Awakened leave Vault 1 and find themselves in the city proper. A general mingle log with two location threads. (Note: There will be an NPC reporter going around, wanting to bother your characters - if you're NOT up for that, please leave a note in your tag! Also, if you want to talk to another NPC - either a Sanctimonia member or Hostel staff - let us know, too!)
Warnings: Nothing! Please let us know if something happens to warrant a warning.
At no later than 5am on October 20th, the Hub began to awaken.
It started when the first boats docked in the harbor after a night spent anchored in the middle of the bay, escalated when the first herd of gray uniform clad mill workers started converging upon the factories, some by foot and most by bike, and rose to a screeching, grinding crescendo when the first tram car took off down the tracks. It was a monotonous cycle punctuated by apathy and--for all the children still in bed or just starting to stir and begin their own morning ritual--a gloomy sort of displeasure at beginning another ho-hum day; a Wednesday, no less.
On Saturday, a new episode of the Pops Power Hour would air on the radio; several hours after that, the Silver Star would open its doors up to the public for an evening screening of a new film -- a horror film in honor of the approaching holiday. Play and rest would come then, but for now, there was work to be done and no reason to slow down, heaven forbid in the middle of rush hour.
Shops were opening and market stalls were preparing for the customers that would inevitably be arriving within the hours. Schools were unlocking their doors, and smog began to spill out into the air above the Industry District. The once empty streets of Boston were slowly but surely filling with activity, with cries, with laughter, with yelling alike.
And somewhere deep underneath the earth, something else began to Awaken.