Although ocular & brain implants are the means of communication nowadays, a messenger service still exists in this world. Mostly everyone uses LINE nowadays even if the need for cellular phones is null. Characters may have already recognized the interface to be somewhat familiar with the similar shade of green and same old slogan.
It happens the first time, and several times throughout the week as your character goes about their new routine. The sound of machine-like whirring, deep within their cranium, like a computer that’s in the midst of processing some new information. Then, there’s the familiar ping of a new public message, and whatever you were thinking about at that point of time will be plastered on the network, for all to read and react to. Daydreaming about ponies at work? Having a fun night out at a club? Regretting said night out at the club? Falling into a deep depression about how your life has turned out so far? It doesn’t matter when or where, because the system doesn’t discriminate. You’ll soon find the thoughts you were having during those moments posted on the network and it won’t be possible to delete.
"The system is updating … ... The system is updating … "
That’s the only explanation SYNTHIA will give when prodded or asked to take down a post. She’s not too helpful at this moment.
"Yeah, sorry. She gets temperamental like that sometimes. I can’t really do anything about your business being out there. But it’s pretty funny, right? Looks like you got hella wrecked last night. Good for you."
Welcome to our first Network Mingle! This is a TFLN-inspired mingle that’s been tweaked to make it completely canon to the game. Due to a glitch in the system, random thoughts that characters might be having throughout the week will be registered as network posts and posted in public for all to see and respond to. This can happen at any time as they wander around the main base or different Neo Tokyo locations!
HOW TO PLAY: 1. Write out prompts (example below) for others to respond to. These can be thoughts they’re having in bed, at work, while intoxicated or what-have-you. You can look up shower thoughts or TFLN as inspiration, but remember that this will be game canon so it has to be written in your character’s voice. 2. Go around and respond to others! 3. ??? 4. PROFIT!
Participation in this mingle isn’t obligatory, of course. If you don’t want your character to participate, you can simply assume the glitch did not affect them.
We also have a code below for fun, but please don't feel pressured to use it. As always, a regular text thread works out just fine! Most importantly, have fun!
(Please remember to put warnings for NSFW/triggering content in the subject header.)
（ if they're expected to all play nicely together and be teammates, it may not be an option anyway. a petty bitch he may well be, but he's nothing if not mission-minded. ）
（ gross, somebody needs a shōnen character arc glow up sTAT. ）
Want and need are often two different things. What is wanted is irrelevant — we are here for a purpose.
（ 'professional' sure makes him squint there but aight. like might call to like but, you know, not in a weird metagamey 'assassin, know thyself' way. ）
You may call me Shimada.
（ his name is infamous, in his world, and he has known neither peace nor anonymity. here, it would only provide a connection to sasuke. so: a bitch gon' lie about it. ）
Edited (words mean things, as it happens) 2023-12-20 18:01 (UTC)
[ Look. He tried. He was willing to try and change for his wife, but you know. Some things just don't work out. ]
i'm here to get paid and that's it sounds like this organization does want us to work together if they're the ones giving the paycheck, i have no choice but to cooperate
[ He is, arguably, one of the strongest people in his world. Toji didn't really have much choice in the matter, though, up until a certain point where he wanted to prove to his family he could be something other than worthless for not having sorcerer abilities. ]
Next you'll be asking that I add 'sense of humour' to the list, I suppose?
（ but that second text... does more than fushiguro might realize in laying it all out. those who have only ever been weapons often do adopt other facets of a personality to compensate for the lack of personhood. is that the case here? he would hardly be the first man to use an odious personality as a bulwark.
a ring used to sit on his right hand. no physical mark remains to denote its lingering presence, and yet he passes his thumb against the underside of his finger, briefly restless. chagrined, perhaps, at the mire of his own sudden sympathy. ）
There is a dojo in Neo Tokyo that does not ask questions of its patrons. Meet me there. （ a helpful GPS ping. ） If our skills align, I will work with you.
We cannot expect a peacable adjustment period. It behooves us to learn the skills and capabilities of those we are meant to work alongside — whether we consider the value in allies or not — quickly to offset the risk of attack, and to reduce resultant casualties.
I would expect someone accustomed to acting for monetary gain to understand such things.
（ Ridiculous speedy nature aside, when Fushiguro arrives he will find himself admitted to a rather... dilapidated building, one back wall being held up with rusting metal i-beams. Some hallways are entirely collapsed, forcing an entrant to take a rather winding, labrynthine path to the dojo itself.
One might imagine what this place looks like by neon night — it smells a little like sweat and iron, and not all the bloodstains have been entirely cleaned out of the tatami. But at this time of day, it's largely empty. The training area itself is spacious, with a roof that's open to a second floor above, hazard tape marking off an area that seems perennially under repair.
Once upon a time, this might have been a revered space. A worthwhile place to hone one's art. Now, no one asks questions, and no one asks for names, and rough men and rougher women are content to leave well enough alone.
Itachi is going through kata when Fushiguro arrives — the motions practiced and easy, the pattern simple. He stops, lowering a raised heel to the floor as he turns to consider the man. That it's anyone other than who he invited is unlikely, though the timeline is... suspicious unless he happened to already be nearby. He's quick, then. ）
Fushiguro.
（ An educated gamble, but a gamble nevertheless. He inclines his head — there's highborn breeding in the exacting precision of the incline. Respect, but not deference. ）
I invited you. It is only polite that you select the parameters of the spar.
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un: 朱雀
You might consider the adult filter restriction on your thoughts in the future if such glitches are to be commonplace.
（ does the dry tone carry through text? probably. ）
no subject
there’s a lot more explicit thoughts than this so i say you all were fortunate
no subject
（ never meet kakashi, thanks. ）
What is your name?
（ oop ）
no subject
you wanna know so you can avoid me
no subject
I don't care to avoid you.
（ if they're expected to all play nicely together and be teammates, it may not be an option anyway. a petty bitch he may well be, but he's nothing if not mission-minded. ）
no subject
then what else would you want my name for
[ im sorry bud he’s just used to people avoiding him or warning others so they avoid him ]
no subject
（ non mais oui. ）
We're meant to be allies, aren't we?
no subject
[ aka he’s got beef with so many people already ]
besides that kakashi guy
he gave me free porn
[ sorry bud they already met ]
no subject
pinches the bridge of his nose.
makes a mental note to tsukuyomi kakashi again (how many times must he teach you this lesson, old man? smh) ）
I see.
（ more like 'i am looking regretfully'. ）
And what is it you think?
（ about allies. ）
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myself included
[ He's not one to make friends easily. ]
however,
as a professional, [ lol assassin ] if whoever is paying me wants me to work with others
i will
fushiguro toji
no subject
Want and need are often two different things. What is wanted is irrelevant — we are here for a purpose.
（ 'professional' sure makes him squint there but aight. like might call to like but, you know, not in a weird metagamey 'assassin, know thyself' way. ）
You may call me Shimada.
（ his name is infamous, in his world, and he has known neither peace nor anonymity. here, it would only provide a connection to sasuke. so: a bitch gon' lie about it. ）
no subject
i'm here to get paid and that's it
sounds like this organization does want us to work together
if they're the ones giving the paycheck, i have no choice but to cooperate
problem is, nobody wants to cooperate with me
[ Because let's be real, he's insufferable. ]
no subject
no subject
definitely money
[ wow, don't answer so quick... ]
sounds like i might have to improve my personality to earn it, though
[ YOU THINK??? He's just not used to working with others. ]
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However, this conversation demonstrates you are not otherwise unreasonable. If others cannot work with that, some manner of fault lies also with them.
Are you combat-capable?
1/2
2/2
[ He is, arguably, one of the strongest people in his world. Toji didn't really have much choice in the matter, though, up until a certain point where he wanted to prove to his family he could be something other than worthless for not having sorcerer abilities. ]
no subject
（ but that second text... does more than fushiguro might realize in laying it all out. those who have only ever been weapons often do adopt other facets of a personality to compensate for the lack of personhood. is that the case here? he would hardly be the first man to use an odious personality as a bulwark.
a ring used to sit on his right hand. no physical mark remains to denote its lingering presence, and yet he passes his thumb against the underside of his finger, briefly restless. chagrined, perhaps, at the mire of his own sudden sympathy. ）
There is a dojo in Neo Tokyo that does not ask questions of its patrons. Meet me there. （ a helpful GPS ping. ） If our skills align, I will work with you.
no subject
[ this is a joke, hopefully you understand ]
is there a reason for your eagerness?
[ Not that he minds. This is actually the kindest anyone has actually been to him since he's gotten here. ]
no subject
（ oop ）
We cannot expect a peacable adjustment period. It behooves us to learn the skills and capabilities of those we are meant to work alongside — whether we consider the value in allies or not — quickly to offset the risk of attack, and to reduce resultant casualties.
I would expect someone accustomed to acting for monetary gain to understand such things.
no subject
i'll be there shortly
[ Probably very shortly, considering he's incredibly fast. ]
↪ action!
One might imagine what this place looks like by neon night — it smells a little like sweat and iron, and not all the bloodstains have been entirely cleaned out of the tatami. But at this time of day, it's largely empty. The training area itself is spacious, with a roof that's open to a second floor above, hazard tape marking off an area that seems perennially under repair.
Once upon a time, this might have been a revered space. A worthwhile place to hone one's art. Now, no one asks questions, and no one asks for names, and rough men and rougher women are content to leave well enough alone.
Itachi is going through kata when Fushiguro arrives — the motions practiced and easy, the pattern simple. He stops, lowering a raised heel to the floor as he turns to consider the man. That it's anyone other than who he invited is unlikely, though the timeline is... suspicious unless he happened to already be nearby. He's quick, then. ）
Fushiguro.
（ An educated gamble, but a gamble nevertheless. He inclines his head — there's highborn breeding in the exacting precision of the incline. Respect, but not deference. ）
I invited you. It is only polite that you select the parameters of the spar.