exsiliumlogs | 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.]]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Even knowing what kind of time traveling technology the Initiative possessed, Sophie wanted to think of a solution instead of relying on that. But it was too late to think of anything. If she hadn't spoken with Asbel, she might have tried to stay behind...

Hearing Momo nearby, she tries to put on her most determined look. ]

That's right. We'll find a way to fix it.

[Oh! That's... Momo recognizes that girl! What was her name again... Well, it'll come to her eventually!

Nevertheless, Momo finds herself smiling at that, somewhat heartened by just how sure she sounds.]

Ehehehe... Yeah. Yeah, we shouldn't worry about it at all! Everything's gonna be fine...

I'm... actually a little worried. [ A small smile. She's still saddened by the events that took place. ] But I think...

[ She shakes her head, correcting herself. ] We will figure something out. We just need time.

[She huffs out a laugh, shaking her head. Maybe... Maybe it's a little easier to admit to it herself this way.] I get it. I'm... I'm worried, too. But I think you're right, too.

It might take us a long time, but... But you're right! We just need time. So let's not worry anymore, all right? Let's work hard instead!

[ A nod. ] We'll work hard and bring things back to the way they used to be, no matter how long it takes. [ Sophie sounds terribly serious about it too. She becomes stubborn when following her goals. ]

So, let's do our best, Momo.

[That stubbornness is actually comforting for Momo now. That's right... That was all she needed wasn't it? As long as there's someone else who's sure they'll fix things...]

That's right, that's right! Even if it takes... If it takes... years! Even if that's how long it takes, we'll still fix it! And... And we'll save everyone! No matter what.

Let's! Let's do our best and help everyone else do it, too... Um... [Okay, so she doesn't remember Sophie's name. (Big surprise) PLAY IT COOL, PLAY IT COOL]

[ "Umm...?" Wow, Momo. At first, it was even comforting for Sophie to hear that Momo's in agreement with her. But something seems off at the end there...! ]

...? [ She cocks her head slightly. ] Are you okay?

A-ah, yes, of course! Of course! Ahahaha, I'm... just fine!

[Come on, Momo, come on. Play it cool, play it cool. Her name started with an S, right? So... Sophi...]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just fine! So let's just do our best, Sophia!

...hm?

[ The silent, clueless stare that Sophie's giving most likely means that Momo has gotten her name entirely wrong. ]

Sophia's the name of my goddaughter.

[Oh no. Oh no. Oh no, she's put her foot in it now!]

...Um. Your goddaughter! A-ahahaha, yes! It's your goddaughter's name!

[A beat. Why this] ...It's not yours?

I don't think I've ever told you about my goddaughter until now. [ Don't worry, Momo. It's not like Sophie would get mad at Momo for forgetting or anything! But this is making her seriously confused... ]

Sophie's my name. Why did you call me Sophia?

Um... I don't think you did either... [A short laugh, incredibly awkward.

Welp. Time to face the music. Bite the bullet, come clean. SHE'S GOTTA TELL SOPHIE THE TRUTH, PLEASE UNDERSTAND, SOPHIE...]

I-I thought that was your name! I didn't, ah... I didn't remember...

[ SOPHIE IS COMPLETELY OUTRAGED...

But not really. She just looks kind of clueless. What's this kind of memory loss called? She had it before! Oh, right... ]

...Do you have amnesia?

[--Wait. Oh no. Oh no, she's gotten entirely the wrong idea!!]

N-no! No! That's... That's not it! [She shakes her head frantically, waving her hands in front of her.] I just forget things sometimes. That's all!

here they talked of revolution, here it was they lit the flame

a; I'M SORRY I'M LATE and I hope you don't mind I handwave Sophie already got Momo's name...

IT'S TOTALLY FINE, DON'T WORRY! To both things!! momo will be her usual self with names...

rude momo :c!!!

SHE'LL TRY :C!!!

NEVER GIVE UP!! >:C

NEVER..... NEVER!!!! >:C

THAT'S OUR MOTTO!!!!

AND DON'T FORGET IT!!!!

NEVER FORGET!!!!

NEVERRRR!!!

RUARGHHHHHHHH

ROOOAAAAARSSS

GAOOOOOOOO

INCOHERENT NOISES