ｅｘｓｉｌｉｕｍ ＭＯＤＳ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
initiates) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
exsiliumlogs2012-02-09 08:58 pm
initiates) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-02-09 08:58 pm
Entry tags:
- #plot post,
- riku (kingdom hearts),
- roslyn "mcsexy" small (original),
- sollux captor (homestuck),
- ✝ anders [dragon age],
- ✝ bariyan e "drunkard" kodhi (original),
- ✝ charles xavier (xm:fc),
- ✝ equius zahhak (homestuck),
- ✝ erik lehnsherr [marvel 616],
- ✝ john watson (bbc sherlock),
- ✝ orihime inoue [bleach],
- ✞ — dropped characters — ✞
open log » ❝ welcome to Exsilium ❞
Date & Time: Evening, 10th February 3312
Location: Transport Room
Characters: Open To All
Summary: Everyone is brought into the transport room at roughly the same time, in a great succession and flow of imported individuals. Everyone is being lead around in small bundles, or left to their own devices together inside the Initiative Hold.
Warnings: None.
Widespread and crowded, everyone is being transported into this unusually bright room with an efficiency that is almost horrifying. One after the other, new people are appearing -- being led, shown around and then ultimately abandoned with one final phrase; "Good luck."
The Initiative Hold is wide, like a small town in its depth and industry. You've received your weapon; you've got your keys, your netbook, and one of those robed strangers has shoved a small pouch full of what you can only assume is money into your open palm. You've been given an apartment, but where on earth -- are we on earth? -- is it? Your best opportunity right now is to mingle; at least, that's what everyone else appears to be doing. Those strangers in the robes have left. They're tending to the people who are arriving, one by one and in a quick procession. Energy bustles all around you, as you're strapped up with your sudden gifts and looking around.
Hey, maybe you'll even see some familiar faces.
Location: Transport Room
Characters: Open To All
Summary: Everyone is brought into the transport room at roughly the same time, in a great succession and flow of imported individuals. Everyone is being lead around in small bundles, or left to their own devices together inside the Initiative Hold.
Warnings: None.
Widespread and crowded, everyone is being transported into this unusually bright room with an efficiency that is almost horrifying. One after the other, new people are appearing -- being led, shown around and then ultimately abandoned with one final phrase; "Good luck."
The Initiative Hold is wide, like a small town in its depth and industry. You've received your weapon; you've got your keys, your netbook, and one of those robed strangers has shoved a small pouch full of what you can only assume is money into your open palm. You've been given an apartment, but where on earth -- are we on earth? -- is it? Your best opportunity right now is to mingle; at least, that's what everyone else appears to be doing. Those strangers in the robes have left. They're tending to the people who are arriving, one by one and in a quick procession. Energy bustles all around you, as you're strapped up with your sudden gifts and looking around.
Hey, maybe you'll even see some familiar faces.
no subject
"I dunno, motherfucker. But I ain't likin' to hear you callin' her Princess all formally and shit, feels fucking weird. And I'm damn sure she's dead, she was just a head, she was, when I last saw her."
no subject
"You act as though I am normally not formal. And, uh, Feferi is very much alive now then, or rather still. Which doesn't seem surprised since I am as well and you have made it clear to me that I... uh-" He swallows, licking his lips again, "That you kill me."
no subject
He just tilts his head a tiny bit, still looking as directly as he could at Equius. "Yeah, still. Pretty damn weird to imagine her up and about again, not gonna try lyin'."
Gamzee gives a little huff at that last part, though. "Yeah. I motherfucking killed you where I'm all from. Ain't nothing unless you're up and holdin' a grudge for this motherfucker."
no subject
"Seeing her makes me wonder if we are to see either Nitram or Maryam in the future as well, since either of them are apparently dead as well. But really, the same could be said for the entirety of our group."
"I, oh, uh, I wouldn't think if it unless you had... um, for some reason wished for me to take up a grudge on your person. As I see it, you are of the indigo line, those to become subjugglators one day and thus dying by your hand should be considered an honor." Bites lip.
"I cannot say the same about the other's you have apparently killed though, technically, they are all beneath you, so..."
no subject
His smile grows a tad. Those mentions of his blood still annoy him slightly, because of the way it's said and that it's Equius saying it; but it bothers him much less than how it would before.
"Ain't that just right, then? But don't be saying that kinda shit too much. Really ain't good for either of us right now."
no subject
In response to Gamzee's smile, Equius seems to be getting a little more rigid, but he doesn't move and is doing well to not gasp or sigh anymore. The only thing he's really managing to do is grind his teeth which one might still be able to hear even if his lips remain closed. he does manage a small nod in reply to Gamzee's next statements, briefly pondering why it wouldn't be 'good'.
"If I may... uh, have you found out anything about this place? Besides what that well dressed alien female told us?"
no subject
"Uhhh, nope. Shit seems pretty sneaky, though. Giving us these weapons, mutterin' 'bout all this fightin' crap. Chica wasn't much clear, was she?"
no subject
"A prompt exit from this execrable place, whatever it is, is extremely necessary to me. Whether or not I ...die at a later date in my time line."
no subject
He's also actually vaguely surprised to hear Equius say that; he's quite upset, isn't he.
"Yo, don't be gettin' all upset now. Shit happens. This kind of shit in particular is a no good kinda shit, and I'm pretty motherfucking sure being here is better than dying." And he shrugs. "There's no fucking way to get outta here anytime soon, anyways. "
no subject
"Yes, 'things' happen. But they usually do not consist of being taken to a completely different realm and made to fight or means barely explained to you." A sigh, lips sneered slightly as he flicks his hair back, eyes going to pan the room. To be fair, they've been going through quite a lot. This happening isn't too far-fetched in comparison to everything, but it's still a bit different from what they have grown accustomed to.
"I find it doubtful that there is no way out. There certainly is a way in, there there simply must be an exit. We merely have to look in the right places..."
no subject
"It ain't like I'm real happy being shoved in this place either. I just ain't letting my negative stay on, aite? There's gotta be an exit, though, yeah. Pretty fucking sure no one else is real keen on stayin' here and fightin' for these people, so I ain't seeing how we can't find it if we're workin' together." Although he isn't sure he wants to be anywhere near all these other aliens.
no subject
"Oh... oh dear."
no subject
no subject
"Yes, of... of course, Sir Makara."
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
"Uh, still, I have yet to get very familiar with this concept..." Right, he's... ordering as a bro, which... isn't ordering? Or is it still ordering? It doesn't sound very commanding so it does well to not make Equius anxious.
"I will make sure to do this then... As I have stated before, you, myself, Sollux, Vriska, and Feferi seem to all be here currently. If I find any more of our group I will be sure to inform you immediately."
no subject
no subject
"Until next time then, Makara."
no subject