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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.
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Well Vantas made it clear that you are in fact dead, by either Sir Makara or Ampora, both of which are taking part in their own sort of... highblood rampages. But I'm beginning to question that now since both you and Captor have said otherwise... This extremely perplexing.
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[ She huffs, fins flaring out in irritation. This wasn't at all a disproportionately strong reaction. She stomps her foot, crinkling her nose as she glares up at him. ]
See? Not dead, not even remotely dead.
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I can see that. That doesn't explain why Vantas would tell me that you were dead though. Which he most surely did, whether you are the pissblood agree or not.
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[ But she does seem just a little less agitated. A tiny little bit. ]
Karcrab's excitable, he probubbly just got weirded out and made a mistake. Duh.
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Then the degree to which Karkat got 'weirded' out is exceptionally high. He even was... nice to me, in some respect when it came to my feelings on Ampora. This of which struck me as extremely odd but he might have been only doing so to make sure I see to his haa... His demands.
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[ She puffs up her cheeks briefly, looking like an irritable pufferfish for all of a moment or two. ]
Everything's just fine. Even this grubnapping thing, when you think about it, so don't try to invent problems.
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[Even if it was getting him a little anxious...]
Invent problems? I can assure you, that is not something I am trying to do in this moment. I would much prefer staying out of any problems and keep completely to myself and my own personal business. And I surely have nothing to gain from such falsehoods like your apparent death.
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