Welcome to Republic City!

[cyclicalitymods]

It was a bright and sunny normal day in Republic City. Children were playing, spirits were chirping about, and everything was going along like normal. Well at least that's what everyone seemed to think. That is until so many people seemed to be appearing out of nowhere. For some reason Republic City seemed to be more lively and the crowds bigger.

The spirits have grown restless as if something important was about to change, and to try to fix that change, the spirits with their big long tree like limbs dragged people into the world left and right. Even the vines covering Republic City seemed to help. Although the spirits had the best intentions in mind, some people were more affected by the grab than others. There's talk that people in this city don't even know what this place is. People who have never heard of the words "bender" or "non-bender."

Welcome to Republic City! And to those who already live here: Happy Saturday. Please make yourselves at home and don't mind a little spirit gunk. It's mostly harmless. Go enjoy yourself a classic mover. Maybe you're the athletic type. If that's the case, come watch a few Pro-bending matches or form your own team. Just watch out for any Satomobiles. They can be deadly no matter how pretty the driver is.

Please remember to enjoy your stay and don't cause too much trouble. The Republic City Police don't need more riffraff to take care of. And don't stray too far. To make the the peace is kept, there's a huge spirit barrier around the perimeter of the city. It seems pretty strong, but it won't be able to last forever. Still, it's worrying. Radio signals and telegraphs don't seem to be getting past it.

[ OOC: The game is officially open! From this point on, feel free to make any posts you want or tag into this. Please remember to tag your posts with Canon: Character. Finally, although the game has no real network, you're free to respond with prose or brackets, whatever you're comfortable with. With that said, have fun! ]

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[creepycyclops]

Zan shakes his head.

"BAH! You say it so passively! Things haven't just 'been on the rise', girl, you've turned things around! Take credit for your accomplishments!"

[paishodown]

Girl?

"Sure, once you tell me what all the sweet talking is for." She turns her head to look at him, one eyebrow cocked skeptically.

[creepycyclops]

(Have I mentioned that Zan sounds like a non-acting Ron Perlman? Much less proper-sounding than Slade.)

"Ha ha, you've got me! You are too sharp for this silver tongue! To be honest, I was hoping to make use of your genius engineering talents, Asami."

[paishodown]

And still with the flattery. What did he want? Did he think her silly and naive enough to take this all at face value? No, not at this stage of the game.

"Make use of it?" She didn't like that word, but she managed to keep her apprehensiveness out of her tone.

Sorry for delay, this week has been very busy.

[creepycyclops]

He maintains his own affable smile, tainted ever so subtly by his predatory nature.

"Yes, yes! You are aware of love of extreme satoplane flying, I trust?"

[paishodown]

"I... wasn't. No." Okay, so he's a sports fan. So he says. Asami doesn't have the time to keep tabs on all of her major investors' interests, no matter how important they are in the grand scheme of Republic City.

"So what are you asking for, then?"

Sorry, never got a notification of this reply.

[creepycyclops]

"Well, I was flying during a mild thunderstorm the other day, and my plane got struck by lightning! Luckily I was able to parachute to safety, but the plane was a loss.
...I was wondering if you could think up any sort of way to protect my new plane from a similar fate? I would pay for the research, and let you have the selling rights."

((You may wish to read up on static dischargers.))