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Entry tags:
- #transport log,
- abbey bominable (monster high),
- alucard anselm (original),
- anne boleyn (tudors),
- aoba seragaki (dramatical murder),
- apollo (original),
- armin arlert (attack on titan),
- arya stark (asoiaf),
- asbel lhant (tales of graces),
- ashraf salib (original),
- asuka langley soryu (evangelion),
- c.c. (code geass),
- carlos (welcome to night vale),
- celestia ludenberg (dangan ronpa),
- cesare borgia (the borgias),
- charlie cutter (uncharted),
- charlie vergier (rhythm thief),
- chloe frazer (uncharted 3),
- christopher de red (baccano!),
- chrono (chrono crusade),
- collette "please" (animorphs),
- connor (assassin's creed),
- dist the rose (tales of the abyss),
- donny casey (original),
- elika (prince of persia),
- ellie (the last of us),
- elmer c. albatross (baccano!),
- eren yeager (attack on titan),
- evelyn samson (original),
- furudo erika (umineko),
- galadriel (lotr),
- han solo (star wars),
- helena (orphan black),
- hisoka kurosaki (yami no matsuei),
- huell lamphier (original),
- ico "von viking" (ico: citm),
- isabela (dragon age),
- jack kelly (newsies),
- jade curtiss (tales of the abyss),
- jaime reyes (dc comics),
- jesse pinkman (breaking bad),
- johnny d'amico (original),
- joy p. buckhead (original),
- jude mathis (tales of xillia),
- junko enoshima (dangan ronpa),
- kaede kaburagi (tiger & bunny),
- kano shuuya (kagerou days),
- kelsier (mistborn),
- kido tsubomi (kagerou days),
- koltira "sunshine" deathweaver (wow),
- kouichi aizawa (nabara no ou),
- lenalee lee (d.gray-man),
- lucy heartfilia (fairy tail),
- luke fon fabre (tales of the abyss),
- luke skywalker (star wars),
- lulubell (d.gray-man),
- mahdi clare (original),
- marduk (original),
- maria thorpe (assassin's creed),
- marian hawke (dragon age),
- merrill (dragon age),
- mike ehrmantraut (breaking bad),
- momo kisaragi (kagerou days),
- muzét (tales of xillia),
- nimbus (original),
- oerba yun fang (final fantasy xiii),
- physis (toward the terra),
- raphael (rhythm thief),
- ren (dramatical murder),
- rodimus (transformers idw),
- rose lalonde (homestuck),
- rosette christopher (chrono crusade),
- roxas (kingdom hearts),
- ruka (yu-gi-oh!),
- sango (inuyasha),
- satella harvenheit (chrono crusade),
- saul goodman (breaking bad),
- seiichirou tatsumi (yami no matsui),
- serah farron (final fantasy xiii-2),
- seras victoria (hellsing),
- sheryl nome (macross frontier),
- skyler white (breaking bad),
- sokka (a:tla),
- sophie (tales of graces),
- sora (kingdom hearts),
- spike (btvs),
- stephanie brown (dc comics),
- tempest (original),
- teshigawara naoya (another),
- utena tenjou (rgu),
- vanozza cattaneo (the borgias),
- wako agemaki (star driver),
- walter c. dornez (hellsing),
- wingul (tales of xillia),
- yuri lowell (tales of vesperia),
- zelos wilder (tales of symphonia),
- zevran arainai (dragon age),
- ✝ asch the bloody (tales of the abyss),
- ✝ fiona (dragon age),
- ✝ sesshoumaru [inuyasha],
- ✝ sokka (a:tla),
- ✞ — dropped characters — ✞
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.]]
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.]]
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Well, there's no guarantee this girl's with them.]
-- Ah, good... afternoon, I suppose! The moon is somewhat lacking in atmosphere, thus making it difficult to properly discern the time of day without the use of clocks... I am quite all right, thank you very much! Are you well, Miss?
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Momo grins brightly at her, nodding.] I'm fine. Ehehe, I'm just fine! Thank you!
[She takes a quick look around them. Oh, she's right about the atmosphere...] I guess we're gonna have to get used to how it looks here.
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[...Wait a minute. Back up, back up.] Huh? Substantial?!
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[It's a casual kind of namedrop she'd do under normal circumstances anyway, just through lack of concern for if the other person actually knew who she was talking about, but here it's specifically to see if that hoodie means what she assumed it did. She kind of hopes not.]
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[Give her a minute to process the fact that she just heard Kido's name, give her a minute, give her a minute...] ...Ah! You know Leader?!
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-- Ah, yes... I joined the Mekakushi Dan the other day. Shintaro recruited me originally, but I am acquainted with Kido and Kano as well.
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Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know yet! [She pauses, at a loss, before settling for a quick bow.] Welcome to the Mekakushi Dan! It's nice to meet you, I'm--
[...] You know Shintaro, too?
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[It's tempting to tell her the same thing she told Kano, but after a while, people are bound to start getting suspicious. She won't.
But then there's the truth, which is still pretty worrying and uncomfortable for her. Huh. So there's an awkward little silence from her here before she picks back up, looking surprisingly embarrassed for her usual range; ]
... He is my friend.
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[Shintaro... Making friends!! On his own! WOW, incredible! (She can't really deny, at least to herself, that she's happy for him.)]
Hehehe, that's good... He's my brother!
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That's a weirdly negative word to use. He seemed pretty normal to her?]
... A loser, Miss? How so?
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Momo frowns, considering. Wow, what are you talking about? What do you mean Shintaro doesn't just exude loser??]
He's just really lame sometimes! I think all big brothers are.
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What do you mean?
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He's always doing weird things in his room. And he gets so worked up and suspicious-looking!
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[But - ]
Strange things, Miss...? If he is practising human experimentation, then it would be wise of him to do so elsewhere. He is required to sleep in his room!
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What in the--
What?]
H-human experimentation?! What?! He's not doing anything like that!
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His computer...? Those are -- equivalent to these tablets, isn't that correct?
[But hmm. What could he be looking at? If he's not experimenting on people, then...]
... Is he interested in animals, in that case?
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--NO. No...]
No, no, no, no, no! Not even my big brother would look at animals like that!
It's all with people! But it's still not human experimentation! It's...
[Elaine, she can't tell you her brother spends his days watching porn on his computer!]
It's different!
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... Is it necrophilia? Are they corpses?
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N-no! There are no corpses! It's just pictures on the internet, just pictures on the internet!
Th-that's what Ene said!
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