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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

[senseandcecilbility]

Lucile, such a lovely name. Please, do not worry. That is being taken care of.

[He sounds very confident too. Do not fear. Angel butler, not to mention a bunch of crazy Transports, have it covered. ]

[tergiversant]

Thank you! This isn't normal, right?

[senseandcecilbility]

Ah...

HAHA.

N-Not normal at all, I am quite sure.

[tergiversant]

... Are you okay, mister Cecil?

[senseandcecilbility]

You are such a sweet young lady. I am fine, thank you.

[Just considering all the terrible things he has witnessed since his arrival, a couple of months ago.]

[tergiversant]

[She laughs, a bit of an embarrassed expression on her face.]

Thank you. You're really nice to help me out.

[senseandcecilbility]

[He shakes his head and offers her another cookie.]

Many have helped me since my arrival. It is only good manners to return the favor.

1/2

[tergiversant]

[Under the cover of the illusion, Barma takes the cookie, arranging it carefully on the table so that 'Lucile' can place her hands over it, like it's precious treasure.]

[tergiversant]

[She looks down at her hands, pensive.]

I just don't understand though... why us?

[senseandcecilbility]

I wonder...Most people I have met here seem to be special in a way or another. You will never find a larger variety of individuals under the sun.

[He says that as if he did not consider himself special at all.]

[tergiversant]

Mr. Cecil must be pretty powerful then.

[senseandcecilbility]

[He looks pretty startled by her comment.]

Ah, n-not at all. I am merely a house steward.

[tergiversant]

Sorry! I just assumed...

Well.. There are noble houses here?

[senseandcecilbility]

Ah, it is nothing like that.

[A pause. What a strange question. Is the little child a noble?]

I have met some nobles, madam, though I could not say I am aware of the presence of entire noble houses.

[tergiversant]

Ahh~ I've just always wanted to meet one!

[senseandcecilbility]

Are there many noble houses where you come from?

[tergiversant]

A few... but. It's like a world away, sometimes.