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[initiates]

Date: November 1st
Location: The Observatory.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled into the Observatory after their initial briefings. The zombie plot will not spill over into this area, this area is safe and unaffected! To face zombies, characters must leave the area, and please move to the event log with those threads.
Warnings: None.

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, solemn and taciturn. 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, or tells you that the DITR's greeters will explain everything. On the tablet, 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. It's night outside the great wide windows, and the lunar landscape isn't much to look at right now; the only lighting comes from dull red emergency lights, but there are… noises. Listen carefully. Over the voices of your fellow Transports, now and then you might catch the sound of a scrape, or a low and muffled cry. It doesn't sound human. Are there animals up here?

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, and to the remains of Exsilium.

[[ ooc; As a note for players of current characters: please keep your root comments confined to the various groups and organizations that set up root comments to greet new characters! We highly encourage tagging around here, but since it's a log meant for new characters specifically, we ask that they be the ones to set up root threads to the entry. Thank you, and happy playing! ]]

Comments

[coiffeur]

Ya don't need to stare so long, sweetie, I know I'm good looking! [He hushes the little bird.] Ah, please ignore my allmate -- he's new to this place, too.

Even some kindness from a woman like yourself is helping me already. [He adjusts his kimono a little, still smiling.] Do you know where many of the residents here come to relax and unwind? Or maybe just where a lot of residents here gather at night.

[coiffeur]

Yeah, it is. I don't mind helping those who need help, but I'm not very knowledgable about the entire situation. If I see someone who needs help, I'll help them. Yet be dragged away, at least a little warning would have been nice. [He laughs, trying to make a light joke.] I could have packed a little better, too.

It sounds like they tried to bring those with fighting experience, or am I wrong?

[timehalt]

Ah...[Allmate?] Okay...

To relax? [ She frowns, trying to think.] There isn't much relaxing here after...well, um. B-but if you're looking for where a lot of people would be, I'd try the cafeteria, or the dormitories? Or maybe those strange picture rooms...

[Honestly, you'd probably be better off asking anyone else these sorts of questions.]

[pomerenian]

I would not have allowed them to harm Aoba. He appears to be suffering a small memory loss of events that occurred before he arrived, but I do not believe it is the Initiative's doing.

[There's a mechanical hum before he speaks again. Enjoying the scritches tbh.]

Understood. Please be careful, our current surroundings are not as safe as usual. I will protect you if the need arises. Once we reach unit 136, I will return to the Observatory to welcome more Transports - it is my duty to Kido. Please proceed through the exit.

[coiffeur]

You can only fight so much, and you know the saying, don't you? Something like, work hard and play harder? [Actually he's hoping people who drink and have fun divulge more information than those who haven't loosened up.] And surely a woman like yourself, you've treated yourself to something nice, haven't you?

[But the cafeteria, that could work. Yet the last remark interests him.] Strange picture rooms?

[unmasking]

For most people, this place would be failing at the whole Oz routine, but ... being on the moon is awesome.

[Though Peter wouldn't mind flying monkeys at some point. They would fit right in with all the weird and crazy stuff that's become his world. Once upon a time, he even came up with a contingency plan. When facing flying monkeys, run over to a banana stand.

Not that banana stands exist in Oz, the witch's castle, or the moon, but he'd think of something.

Bananas are everywhere.]

But that might be it. Bring you to the moon, make you be happy about the moon, and then—distract ... you? That's it.

[unmasking]

Everything.

[That's easy. At least she actually seems vaguely interested in speaking to him (or interested at all, he'll take anything) after saying he's a nerd. That really means something to him.]

I like all types of things, but I specialize in chemistry, mostly. There's some mechanical engineering that I'm not shying away from, but most of my interest is studies.

[There's a beat, because he doesn't want it to be all about him.]

What about you?

[mallarkey]

I wish I could say the same. None of my cases seem to want to solve. Well... deals, actually, but it's not that different.

[ He doesn't have a badge to touch but his hands move to his sides in a similar motion. ]

So at least we got that much in common. Nice meeting you too.

[unmasking]

At least I can probably help out their science department. If they have a science department. I sorta forgot to ask.

[And that's easier than saying that he is built for it in his own way.

He does focus on that last bit, though, because what he can or can't do isn't important. The fact that this guy doesn't deem himself as "important," that's ... well, in his book, that's the important part.

(Then again, maybe he shouldn't be thinking that way, given what he just came from.)]

Why isn't it important?

[unmasking]

Oh, and trust me, I'm usually doing them. Running away, learning new techniques when he goes on about how handsome he is, avoiding awkward questions about whether or not his roots are showing ...

[Peter has a feeling that none of this is going to make any sense to her, so he decides to supply the explanation.]

He's living with me. He's my ... "cousin." Him and Bobby Drake. Johnny Parker and Bobby Parker in May Parker's home for wayward youths who might be superheroes. [And Gwen, he adds to himself.]

[pixieboots]

They're around, I guess. [ And he offers a shrug that's just a little shy of being dismissive. As if wherever they only matters about as much as the proximity of the cookie table. ]

The big guy's not here. Ollie used to be, but I could never figure out if he was the right one.

It's- jeez. It's been almost a year and I've met one guy I actually knew before I got here. Can you believe that?

[coiffeur]

Doing your job, huh? It's up to us to keep our owners out of trouble! [Koujaku doesn't disagree with Beni, but instead nods. Beni decides to move from his shoulder, roosting on Ren's head now.] As you should, but... memory loss? Why do you say that? [Now he's worried and he does try to hide it, but there's a tinge of sadness in his face.]

Understood. [He parrots back, maybe making a joke as he says it in a friendly tone. He listens to Ren's instructions, walking towards the exit.] I'm lucky I ran into you -- maybe my luck here is changing. [And at the mention of a new name.] Kido? Is he taking care of you when Aoba's away? [Though if that's true, Aoba must trust this person a lot.]

[moonlitlove]

Dragon!

[Here's Usagi backing up, staring at the intimidating being with wide eyes.]

How...what are you doing here?

[She's so startled that she doesn't even notice the girl.]

[pomerenian]

...Yes. [It's been a while since Ren has thought of Aoba as his owner. Right, it's possible they don't know... Ren is quiet for a while aside from offering directions. To them, he is probably still just an All Mate and nothing more than that. Still, Ren is careful in what he answers with.]

Aoba does not recall reaching Oval Tower or entering Platinum Jail. He is missing several days of memories.

Kido helped me find Aoba when I first arrived, because we did not arrive together. As a thank you, I have joined her gang the Mekakushi Dan, which serves as a group that helps fellow Transports. It is part of my job to greet new Transports and help them feel at ease.

[It's strange. Ren isn't actually sure how well Kido and Aoba even know each other. Just that Ren knows Kido, and that he considers her a friend. How many people has he met without Aoba around, that he hasn't told him about? Had he really become so independent...? He's not sure what it is, but he thinks he feels guilty, like he's somehow betrayed Aoba, even if he had validated him.]

[conbot]

I'm not lecturing! [He's totally lecturing.] I'm just saying, I know about these things. Me and Magnus go way back. But hey, you're the boss, right? Always in charge. I'll take your word for it.

[mallarkey]

Well we are in a space station -- so I would hope. Science is what runs this whole place, isn't it?

[ He doesn't have the clearest understanding of how this -- or how science -- works, obviously.

Glancing at Peter, he seems a little surprised at the question. Oh; better clarify he didn't intend it to sound that disparaging. ]

Oh, it's important. Just... less. You know what they say, kids are our future. Teenagers. Whatever.

[maddeninghatter]

[ He could tell Reim about the United Earth's plans for universal invasion and colonization, and how they had massacred six billion people on a fellow Transport's world. But it occurs to him that there's a difference between ripping a bandage off and pouring salt in a wound. ]

"We" and "they" are not the same. Although it's certainly the case that "they" have lost, I think it's premature to say that "we" have, as well.

[ He plucks one of the cookies he's pilfered from his jacket pocket, and makes as if to offer it to Reim. At the last minute (of course), he jerks back and crams it into his own mouth.

Thickly: ]

There's a lot of strength here, you know. People with all sorts of powers. But what we don't have are people with precise minds, with the patience to think things through and attend to all the details...

[ He grins. You might notice, Reim, that he is spilling crumbs everywhere, in a matter calculated to annoy the fastidious. ]

...no matter how dull and tedious~♥

[conbot]

Yeah? I've been to Earth, nice place, a lot goin' on. [Plus the locals were easy to play.] Mostly Autobot activity when I was there. Never been to its moon before, though. So that's a first.

Haven't you seen the show tho Skyler it's all about how Walt changes duh

[thecook]

[Hmm. What most people regard as a good thing, Skyler is reacting very unfavorably to. Does he change? Not really. Not in the time that she's known him, no. He was different once, but when the wind got knocked out of his sails professionally, he never did get it back.

Recently, he's been thinking about that. Maybe, Skyler is right, even if she seems to mean something else. Not that he knows what, exactly, but maybe...maybe she doesn't want him to have the answers this time.

Does she want to hear what he's thinking? He can't remember the last time she actively participated in an actual conversation with him, anyway.

Maybe that can change, too. If it's change that Skyler wants, she's in luck. Walter has been thinking all about making some changes.

Jesse is still more or less invisible to him. He sees that exchange, bristles for a moment and then tamps it down like a dark, bitter shot of espresso. He'll deal with that later. Right now, he needs to do something about his apparently rocky marriage.]

No, honey. I don't. But you know, I've been thinking that it might be time to start.

sorry my timezone sucks dude

[thecook]

I didn't even feel it, did you?

[smallest]

[His eyes widened at the mention of a bullet and he looked at the distance between them. It was better to be safe; he took another step back.

This was getting better. He relaxed more now that his hand was not so close to the gun. He breathed in deeply as he made another attempt at communication.]

Kurrrriaack

[He chirruped an answer. Perhaps that was flea for "Paris." He did not even try to mime that answer out and he merely watched him with those big glowing eyes. If he could not understand him, at least this should make the reason clear about why he could not answer his questions.]

[smallest]

[Again, he nodded. He knew ENG-LISH very well. Speaking it, however, was another matter.]

hahahahaha Sky is so not amused

[launderer]

[She's not sure if it's Jesse shaking or just herself, but she's noticed her hands now, and the rage that has built up.

What is she supposed to do? Is she taking him back? Is that what he expects? Is that what Jesse expects? Is she supposed to fix this, fix him? Out of anyone, Jesse should know Walt doesn't do what he doesn't want to.

And now she feels like he's placating her. Patching things over until he can get his bearings.

No. Her jaw clenches. This is not about him. This is not about fixing him. This is about keeping every last person safe here.]

Don't lie, Walter. You're at the beginning. You're just starting your empire, starting all the lies and manipulation. [This is probably more headstrong than this Walt has ever seen her. But if she has to play on his level to make sure people are safe, then she'll go down however she has to.]

I can't stand here and talk to you like you aren't the same man who took Holly from me. You haven't even held her, yet, have you? Well guess what, you missed her birth. How does that make you feel? [Her eyes squint at him, narrow and hard before she looks back at Jesse.]

Call Saul. I can't do this.

[vaccination]

Ellie. Yours?

[He seems pretty... average. How weird.]

[hellosailor]

[Victor takes it, gives him his best firm, trustworthy handshake.]

So, is he your, uh, partner?

[It's a pretty delicate turn-of-phrase for Victor, but what it does is punch him straight in the gut as soon as the words are out of his mouth. Because this guy has a suit and shiny shoes and upright posture and Sully's beginning to think he can spy the edges of a holster under the jacket and this guy has got to be a fed. Either that or a member of organized crime, you'd be surprised how often those two overlapped. Still, Sully's having a bad goddamn day and so he's pretty certain his first guess is right.

Well hell.]