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exsilium MODS ([personal profile] initiates) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-09-30 08:15 pm
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here they talked of revolution, here it was they lit the flame

Date: October 1st
Location: The Observatory.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled into the Observatory for the show of the year. Initial briefings are very brief this time around, and that Greeter just won't stop crying.
Warnings: new confused people and old sad people??

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, with eyes red as if she'd just finished crying. 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. There, 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. The only lighting comes from dull red emergency lights, and the scenes of a dreary, rainy city from various cameras up on the screens; the largest of the screens opens up to a view of Earth from a good distance away -- this one isn't a screen at all, you might realize, but a window. As you watch, all screens in the room fill with light, impossibly bright. It consumes the buildings, the people, everything. There is no sound played, perhaps mercifully, only that white light -- and then nothing.

Through the large window, there's a pinprick of light over one of the landmasses on the blue planet. It grows to a tiny blossom and then dies away, but a cloud begins to mushroom outward in the same spot. It pushes the natural clouds out of the way, claiming that small portion of the world and wrapping it in a uniform gray.

Strings of numbers begin to fill the blanked out screens as the base's AI begins collecting data and calculations, but the show seems to be over. 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, with front row seats to the grave of Exsilium.

[[ooc; reminder! The Network will be down for 8 hours after the wave of new Transports.]]
heartstorage: (Default)

[personal profile] heartstorage 2013-10-02 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's...not the answer he was expecting, and it was certainly concerning]

Huh? What do you mean? What happened to those you care about?
inhumanity: (Castilleja linariifolia)

[personal profile] inhumanity 2013-10-03 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Wow! So much compassion even at this early stage in our friendship is almost difficult to bear. I don't think I can stay standing under the weight!

[So he sits down. Right there. And puts the umbrella over his lap.] At this point, I think we really ought to have nicknames for each other.
heartstorage: (aw hell no)

[personal profile] heartstorage 2013-10-03 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
What-

Hey! Don't change the subject by saying a bunch of random stuff! If you don't wanna talk about it, just say so!
inhumanity: (allium ampeloprasum)

[personal profile] inhumanity 2013-10-05 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He gives Sora a frown of disapproval.] That's rude, don't you think? Perhaps where you're from it's normal to tell people how they should or shouldn't avoid a topic, but in America, we respect an individual's right to dodge, deflect, and deceive as they please. That right to freedom is the American way!

For all true Americans, that is. People such as myself and immigrants and women obviously don't count.
heartstorage: (serious)

[personal profile] heartstorage 2013-10-05 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[He groans] Forget I asked...!
inhumanity: (Gaillardia pulchella)

[personal profile] inhumanity 2013-10-05 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Head tilt!] What were you asking?
heartstorage: (fuck this shit)

[personal profile] heartstorage 2013-10-05 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[staring]

...You're a really strange guy.
inhumanity: (Kalmia latifolia)

[personal profile] inhumanity 2013-10-06 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[He chuckles bashfully.] Thank you, thank you. I won't hold your ordinariness against you.
heartstorage: (oh really?)

[personal profile] heartstorage 2013-10-09 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[okay slight amused sound] Gee, thanks.