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Unfinished Library Mod & NPC Account ([personal profile] libraryassistants) wrote in [community profile] unfinishedlibrary2025-10-31 06:42 pm

Careful of the stacks - LIBRARY LOG

Who: EVERYONE!
What: A bunch of Editors walk into a library...
When: October 31st - November 13
Where: The Unfinished Library
Content warnings: Please add them as needed in the comment titles!

Welcome to the Library, Editors.

As the new residents drop into the Library, they are bound to have questions. Unfortunately it seems no one (except perhaps someone on the phone) appears to have any answers. But there is a nice little cart with a carafe of too weak coffee, a pot of too strong tea, assorted creams and sugar packets, and what appear to be leftover boxed shortbread cookies. There’s a sign inviting people to help themselves but reminding them not to take any food or drinks into the stacks, or touch any of the books with their grubby cookie hands. But aside from this little display and the nametags they’re all given, which do reappear whenever removed for the first week (where do they keep coming from?), the Editors are more or less left alone.

The Library is eternal, or at least it seems that way, unbothered by its new inhabitants. It certainly does not seem like this is anything unusual within its operation. Are there other sections of the Library with Editors, tucked into a different part of the stacks? Have there been Editors here before, and the ones here are simply a replacement? It’s impossible to say, just that the Library seems quite prepared for them. The refrigerators are stocked with appropriate (if generic) foodstuffs, any tantrums in front of the circulation desk are completely ignored, and attempts to set the Library on fire fizzle out before anything can even catch.

However, after a few days, some of the scenery in the Library seems to be changing. Little singing bowls and white noise makers pop up on various shelves and counters, yoga mats appear tucked under the bunk beds (plenty for everyone, somehow), and some of the rooms have started playing relaxing, meditative music over unseen speakers. More confusingly, there are also small UFOs hanging by string from the lower ceilings of the contained rooms, which on closer reflection are revealed to simply be two paper plates glued together and painted silver. In the beginning they’re quite sparse, but by the end of the second week they are everywhere and impossible to ignore.

At the start of the second week, there is a possible hint as to why, for at least part of it. On the table by the circulation desk there is a sign: “This Week’s Recommended Reading: Invasion of the Body Snatchers!” Next to it, there is a sign up sheet: a waitlist to check-out the ‘reading.’ (There is no explanation or apology for it actually being a movie.)

[ooc note: The Library prompts from the TDM can be considered canon to the game. Remember any of the locations listed in the setting are fair game. Have fun!]
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[personal profile] extrasaltypotato 2025-11-08 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I... she had not told me, but it was not difficult to guess. But I think I shall ask her of it as if you had not confirmed it. You are due that much."

The family that slays together stays together, apparently.

His final question is very difficult, so he answers the first one to buy time to think.

"More coffee would be welcome, Mr. Harker... and I would not mind being called Hikaru if you would not mind my calling you Jonathan." For they were of a kind; monster hunters, by necessity if not by profession. "And I will see if the skills transfer, and if I can shape the Breath I take here, I shall need to test if others can anyway."

Speaking of the breath, he takes a deep one.

"...a week before I was taken here I would have returned without hesitation. But now, I wonder if it's worth leaving the Mundanes I've met behind."

An image of blue butterfly wings scaled for a young woman comes to his mind and he sighs.
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[personal profile] holiestlove 2025-11-09 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I want to ask if you would tell me what she says, but no. I promised not to ask. We are not of the same world." He talked himself out of it.

He looked at Hikaru a moment when he handed him the coffee, sadly undoctored as Jonathan drinks his tea plain. "Generally etiquette would say no, but I do not mind in the least. If we are to be companions or even friends in time, then I would be honored to have you use my name." He was not so firm on that etiquette, but then again, Mina was the etiquette teacher, not him.

"If it cannot be learned, that is fine. The thought alone is beyond kind, Hikaru." He finally said it, a little odd in that accent, but he would get used to it.

Nodding some when Hikaru answered. "I could see that. More so with ending up here. There are a lot of interesting and kind people I never would have met had I not ended up here. This world is the only thing I can compare it to in my mind. Well, that and life before the Count." If he could go back to not knowing, he still wouldn't. It would leave Mina in danger. He had to suffer all of that to keep her safe and kill that being.