welcome, new visitors

[modconcierge]

There isn't much fanfare for the new crop of visitors who have come in this month, but what they encounter is quite wondrous. Is it a cruise ship? Is it a hotel? Is it a tiny planet? No one can give them a straight answer, but all are encouraged to take part in the buffet, where visitors may find an assortment of foods both familiar and unfamiliar to them. There is an open mic night happening in one of the lounges on site, featuring staff and visitor performances. Or there are a handful of shops to browse if you're amenable to trading.

Visitors will find that the Hotel Multiverse at the Edge of the Cosmos between Canons (its official name) is very much alive beyond the bustling crowd. In fact, it might just be listening to you and anticipating your needs.

As for the rest? Well, that's up to you. You may as well socialize, right?

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[name_of_an_ancient_fate]

[For a moment, she doesn't answer the boy's expectant gaze; just stares at his carved name, fading away on the floor. As if she had to think about what her own name was.]

"Kirika." [She settles on.]

[solitarynote]

[The pause didn’t go unnoticed. Maybe Omori hadn’t written it clearly enough? He etched his name back into the floor, glancing at her, then ’writing’ another:

KIRIKA

After confirming, the child continued to make small scratches into the ground. They would fade, as the others had. Most of them nonsensical. Some of them whimsical. All of them had no explanation.]