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INTRO

Whoever you are, wherever you were, the last thing you remember is the salty smell of the sea breeze and a distinct tickle of electricity across your body. Enough to cause alarm perhaps, but in the next moment it all goes black, or blue to be more precise. When you stir into consciousness, those fuzzy sensations are all that you have as an explanation, though there's certainly more to experience around you.

The warm bright rays of the sun, the rhythmic cresting of the waves into the shore, the unfortunate feeling of sand sticking to you everywhere, because you're lying flat on your back on a beach without a beach towel. At least you're not alone, and at least it doesn't seem like you've been completely dumped unceremoniously, as there's orderly space between you and the 27 others who share your predicament. Whoever left you here probably could have dumped you into a pile, but they have better manners than that.

However you decide to react to your sudden vacation, you'll find that you're dressed just as you last recall and that you have at least one possession of yours on hand. Whatever else you had on you appears to be affected by baggage routing, unfortunately. You'll also find a key inscribed with a particular bird and a strange device in your pocket, ostenstibly some type of cellphone from the period when blackberrys were all the rage. A pop-up window will greet you when you turn on the device, prompting you to pick a username (this pop-up can be ignored for up to 24 hours) and also walking you through a basic tutorial on its functions. For now, it seems like the public network isn't running, but the direct message function is availiable. It ends with a cheerful blurb instructing that "For further questions and help, please contact one of the hotel staff!"

As there's nary a soul that seems to actually work here on the beach proper, it might be worth it to explore. Around the resort are robots manning the buffet, sweeping, and even making cocktails if you want to drink your problems away. While they'll answer to basic commands, provide you with a map of the island, or even be happy to tell you the weather, they're incapable of engaging in any meaningful dialogue. Any questions or demands they can't answer will yield the statement to please contact the administrators.

Whoever they may be, but they'll show their faces eventually. Probably.

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a shell of a good time;

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ That certainly is a sight.

Well, surely anyone asking for Merlin's company isn't anyone sus, right? Definitely. What does he honestly think of it so far, though? Well, he thinks it's interesting!

So he will hop on over. ]

I'm here! Now what?

[ What nonsense has Merlin involved himself in this time? ]

[conchy]

[No, not sussy at all! They're just two mages chilling on the beach and going about their day. Already, Merlin's earned himself some points for not being afraid to approach him.]

If you would, Monsieur, hold this conque up to your hear.

[Within it, he will hear Haruka shrieking like a banshee and accusing Lobelia of wanting to steal his voice?? Marvelous.]

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ What is true fear? Unknown to a magus such a he...!! ]

Hmm, alright.

[ Merlin does as instructed, and then he hears the sound of Haruka shrieking like a banshee, which gets him to react in what is a combination of surprise tingled with entertained amusement. This is NOT what he was expecting, but it's kind of funny. ]

How did you manage to do something like this?

[conchy]

[Amusing, is it not? Finally, a man with good taste! Lobelia gives a laugh, recalling vividly the sounds of Haruka squawking in protest.]

I'm an audiomancer, you see, and the greatest genius the skydom has ever known. To capture sounds within the conque is mere child's play for me.

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Poor Haruka. Immortalized into some of Lobelia's antics.

...But, Merlin can only approve because he himself is one of Fate's grandest menaces. ]

An audiomancer, you say? I don't meet many of those, you know. But, I am inclined to believe you. I've never been to this skydom, after all!

In what other devices can you capture sounds, hm?

[conchy]

Mm, but of course you haven't. Audiomancy is a magic of my own invention and one unique to I alone.

[Clearly someone thinks very highly of themselves, but why shouldn't he? Only a genius can invent an entirely new form of magic.]

Only the conque is used for capturing sounds. It's spiraling shape makes it parfait for recording everything from tantalizing shrieks like monsieur Haruka's to the crashing of the ocean's waves. There is no need to innovate on perfection!

[mysticpowerbroker]

Hmm...so you actually invented the magic technique in your world. That's incredible!

[ Actual geniuses with magic can be seen throughout the entirety of history...wait. Did he just make a pun and play on words there?? Okay, he can definitely appreciate that. ]

As a fellow mage, I'll have to congratulate you on your ingenuity. So much so that I'll introduce myself right away. You can call me Merlin! A legendary mage, at your service.

[ Arrogance meet arrogant#2. They'll get along swell, huh. ]

[conchy]

["In your world," huh? You just had to tack that bit on there, didn't you, Merlin? One arrogant mage meets another... What could possibly go wrong.................]

A legendary mage? What a bold assertion! Excusez-moi, Merlin, but I've never heard your name in all my travels. Where might you be revered as a legend?

[Some Podunk town in the middle of nowhere, perhaps, or maybe just in his own head.]

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ He sure did!!

Will the island ever survive the meeting of their egos colliding?! ]

How terrible! I suppose anything is possible, though.

I'm revered as a legend in many places. But, it would start in a place called "Britain". If you haven't heard of it, I'll try not to be so surprised. After all, I haven't heard of your skydom~

[conchy]

[Stay tuned to find out!]

Britain... how quaint! It must be quite small and insignificant if a well-traveled man such as myself hasn't heard of it. S'il vous plaît dites-moi, what exactly are you known for?

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Finding out in 1, 2, 3... ]

Oh you'll find it is much larger than you might expect it to be! Maybe even moreso than your skydom~

[ He's full of shit. ]

I am known for many things. After all, the tale of the great wizard Merlin has been told in many ages back on my world, and of course, in many countries.

[conchy]

[Now that is nonsense if Lobelia's ever heard it. Bigger than the whole of the Skydom? What plants are you smoking, sir?]

Heh-hahaha! You're just full of jokes, aren't you? I'm beginning to think the role of bouffon suits you better than wizard. Are you in need of a medic?

[You know, have someone check that head out.]

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Critical hit! How will he ever live now?! Nah, he'll be fine.

Merlin even makes a showing of harrumphing at all of that. ]

You're unbelievable! You haven't even seen what it looks like just yet.

How big is this skydom supposed to be anyway, huh?!

[ Pointing at Lobelia like he's the strange one here. ]

[conchy]

[What an amusing jester! If Merlin is squealing this much now, Lobelia can only imagine what fun he'd be on the receiving end of his audiomancy.]

The Skydom is vast! Impossibly so! And powers like mine can even cross universes, I'll have you know. How many magiciens can claim to do the same?

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ ...Speaking of dramatic posturing (and yelling), he strikes a far more confident pose here, though he manages to give a small huff in the face of all this. ]

Hmph, don't even think you can compare yourself to a grand magician who stands above all others. What I can do can't be measured in mere words!

It's beyond comparable! Not to mention, I've never seen or heard of this Skydom. I'll believe it when I see it!

[ For all he knows it's just a small piece of landing floating in the sky. ]

[conchy]

Dear me... We have a saying back home: Grand diseux, petit faiseux. Just as you can't conceive of the vastness of the Skydom, I'll believe you're as grand as you say when you prove it.

[And he very much doubts Merlin will, but he'd be delighted to see some truth behind his words— particularly if these supposed powers of his can be of some use to them here.]

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ Merlin places a hand on his chest, ever-so-theatrically. ]

Oh please! Your sayings are as full of it as you are, I'm sure.

But! I suppose we are at an impasse. Even if I'm already sure you can't match my greatness in the slightest.

Though, I'll have the opportunity to prove it at some point. Can you say the same about yourself?

[ He says with glowing enthusiasm, but also leveraging a challenge. As if he doesn't have a single bit of true curiosity, though he does. ]

[conchy]

Bien sûr! Are you so simple as to think I'd pass up on the opportunity?

[HE'S GONNA PROVE HIMSELF ALL OVER YOUR COCKY FACE, MERLIN,]

Don't forget that we're sharing this opportunity! I do hope you'll make the most of it and become a spectacle divertissant for us all to enjoy.

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ OH YEAH?? HE'LL BE READY FOR YOU, BUDDY!!! ]

Hmmm, and here I was wondering if you might have backed down at the idea of going against a splendid mage such as myself~!

Very well. I'll be looking forward to you trying and failing to match my splendor.

When the time comes I hope you're actually prepared to be amazed!

[ He makes an over-the-top single, yet flourishing gesture with a single hand, striking also another pose because he can't help being extra. Then he's turning away, cloak billowing, and soon enough, he's gone. ]