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Date: November 1st
Location: The Observatory.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled into the Observatory after their initial briefings. The zombie plot will not spill over into this area, this area is safe and unaffected! To face zombies, characters must leave the area, and please move to the event log with those threads.
Warnings: None.

Your arrival here has been very unceremonious. One second you were somewhere else, and now, very suddenly, your feet hit the glowing white of the Transporter pad, and you're here. You aren't alone, either. There's a crowd of others around you, each seeming just as bewildered, angry, or confused as you might feel. At the head of the group is a woman in purple robes, solemn and taciturn. She hurries over a quick overview of your intended purpose here, and gives direct answers when asked for them, but to most things she simply shows you how to access the tablet you've just been given, or tells you that the DITR's greeters will explain everything. On the tablet, you can find the history of this place and a record of what your new cohorts have experienced — although it won't have Network access for another 8 hours. Someone stands on hand to give you a weapon, and though the armory is now greatly reduced, you should be able to find something to suit you.

You're shepherded down a walkway tunnel and into the Observatory, where you will find screens mounted on three sides of the wide room. It's night outside the great wide windows, and the lunar landscape isn't much to look at right now; the only lighting comes from dull red emergency lights, but there are… noises. Listen carefully. Over the voices of your fellow Transports, now and then you might catch the sound of a scrape, or a low and muffled cry. It doesn't sound human. Are there animals up here?

You're free to explore the base, visit and use any of the VR rooms, or discover your new room and roommates, but try not to step out of any airlocks if oxygen is a requirement for your system.

Welcome to the moon base, and to the remains of Exsilium.

[[ ooc; As a note for players of current characters: please keep your root comments confined to the various groups and organizations that set up root comments to greet new characters! We highly encourage tagging around here, but since it's a log meant for new characters specifically, we ask that they be the ones to set up root threads to the entry. Thank you, and happy playing! ]]

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hajime ichinose | gatchaman crowds

[dayplanners]

A.

[Okay, so she had kind of been in the middle of really, really important things back home. Between Katze and the CROWDS and whatever the prime minister was doing... Well, there were a lot of things to help with. And she'd been just about to start telling everyone to get ready to record their video, too!

But coming to the moon? Actually, really, for real being on the moon?! That's just too super cool and exciting to pass up!

With that in mind, she approaches the observatory screens, a smile firmly on her face as she sings softly to herself:]

Moon base... Mooon baaaase....

B.

[On the other hand, anyone standing too close to her might find themselves being approached by her.]

Hey... Hey, do you hear that? What do you think's making that noise?

B!

[survived]

[Honestly, Shion hadn't realized that he was standing so close to Hajime until she spoke to him. Oh well.... there's no taking it back now, is there?]

A noise? [Hmm....] I don't hear anything unusual.

[dayplanners]

You don't? [She folds her arms behind her back, frowning slightly.] It's like...

[After a moment's pause, she raises a hand toward the ceiling and, in a louder voice:] Skrreeeeek and there's another that's like rowr! Like that!

[survived]

[Once neither of them are speaking, the quiet noise reaches his ears and a sharp chill rushes down his spine. Is there something up there after all?]

Actually, I think I hear it too. [He falls silent for another moment, straining to hear the noise over the voices of the other transports.] What do you think it could be coming from?

[dayplanners]

[Cheerfully:] I don't know! Oh, but it's probably important, huh?

[Yep, yep, definitely important. She nods to herself, then points behind him.] Let's find out what's making that noise.

[survived]

I still don't know much about the moon base, but it doesn't sound like a normal machine. [Well, the least he can do is turn his head and look behind him. Hajime gets to lead the way!]

[dayplanners]

Moon base machines are probably really loud, but not like this! [She points at the ceiling again, before shrugging and moving past Shion. Come on, Whitey, follow her!!]

Maybe it's aliens! [she continues, voice cheerful.] I wonder what the aliens here are like. Do you think they'll wanna talk to us?

A

[fintastic]

Yes! Moon base!

[ Feferi hears the 'song' just as she's brushing past, and stops to clap along. ]

[dayplanners]

[Seeing she's got an audience now, Hajime laughs and turns around to face her. After a moment's thought though, she rushes forward to stand in front of her, arms spread wide.]

Yeah! We're on the moon base! The moon base, the moon base! It's super cool!

[fintastic]

I guess you've never been on the moon before, huh?

[dayplanners]

Never! I've been on Earth this whole time. Hmm, I didn't think I'd get to see it either!

[fintastic]

Well... surprise! [ She gestures around the room. ] You're on the moon now! I hope it is everything you thought it would be.

[dayplanners]

It's great, great, really great! Aaaahhh, it's even better than I imagined!

[A pause, where she actually calms down some.]

Oh, you know a lot about this moon base, don't you?

hi I'm sorry I'll take door #A

[thecook]

[Ah. A kindred soul. And so young, too. In spite of the pile of shit his life has become in the past week, Walt finds himself smiling.]

It's fascinating, isn't it?

hi, it's fantastic!

[dayplanners]

[She turns to face him, smiling brightly and spreading her arms wide.]

Yeah! It's really, really the moon! It's like... Whoa, that's so cool!

haha ok

[thecook]

It is "so cool," there's nothing ambiguous about it.

[The statement, that is. The situation might be a slightly different story.]

[dayplanners]

Yeah, yeah, of course it is. It's totally cool. I didn't even have to get on a spaceship.

[A pause.] Oh. Did you get on one?

[thecook]

I did not. I came via something even "cooler." A transporter.

[dayplanners]

Whoooaaa! [And she's in motion again, grinning widely and clapping her hands together.]

You're right, that's even better! A real transporter!

Oh! That's how I came, too, right? That was it!

B! cw: fifteen minutes late with blood and biscuits

[inhumanity]

[The person nearby turns. Because of his hair, and the darkness of his suit, it was impossible to see before. But now, she sees a man stained with blood, his face a mess of spattered red, his sclera as red as the massacre he has made of some soul.]

Mm, it must be the bustling joy of plants newly introduced to the broader atmosphere. Or it may be their despair at an unnatural existence where even this widening of their world leaves them cut off from earth and sun. I for one believe it's a mix of the two, depending on which plant you speak with.

just in tiiime

[dayplanners]

[...Well. That's. Not what she was expecting, for once.

She only stares for a moment, eyes wide in surprise, before...]

...Huh?! What happened to you, Mr. Alien?! [Because with that red hair and those red eyes, he must be, right?]

Ohhh, are you hurt?! Did you just break into the moon base?! ...With the plants?

[inhumanity]

[Christopher chuckles warmly.] Such thoughtful consideration from a stranger . . . I'm not certain how to take this. I think it's too moving for me to handle. Please, excuse me for a moment as I try to accept this kindness beyond what I have known before. [He takes out his handkerchief to dab at his eyes.]

[dayplanners]

[Oh. Well, okay, she can roll with this.]

Hmmm, don't cry, Mr. Alien! Don't your friends ever ask you that?

[She walks slightly closer as she speaks, carefully eyeing him. Because, even covered in blood, there's no way he's dangerous, right? Someone just needs a bath, that's all.]

[inhumanity]

[Thank you for your faith.] Not even once has a friend of mine asked. [...mostly because he isn't often hurt, or it's really obvious.] This is—you are—the very first!

[And suddenly he is not dabbing at his eyes. Now he is holding her hands.] To celebrate, I would like to make a friendship pact with you.

[dayplanners]

[She's silent for a moment, blinking up at him in surprise. Then, her eyes widen, she gasps softly, holds onto his hands tightly... and shrieks.]

Yeah! Yeah, let's be friends! How do you make a friendship pact? Is that an alien thing?

[Oh boy, oh boy, an alien she doesn't have to hound to be friends with her!!]