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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! ]]

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[Hey, what's that feeling?

Is it a familiar feeling?

Well, we're not sure. Selim, how familiar are you with the blood of zombies dripping onto your roots?

It source is a man, whose back is to Selim, and who stands up on his tip-toes (blood pooling around him) as he looks around over the head of the crowds, searching for something.

Or rather, someone. Christopher is only briefly stopping by, to try to see if any of his brothers or sisters, or even Ricardo, have appeared.]

[Well Selim's never seen a zombie before, but she's definitely soaking up all that blood. It would be a shame to let it all go to waste, after all!

But...gosh, is that guy bleeding? Or is it somebody else's blood? It's hard to tell from behind, you know.]

Um, excuse me, are you...looking for something?

[Tapping his shoulder with a vine.]

[And so he turns, and when he does, he gives her a full face of freakish figures.

Not that she is looking exactly normal.]

Ah, have you escaped from the Agricultural Wing? Don't worry. [He presses a bloodied finger to his lips.] I shan't let them drag you back.

[She blinks in surprise at his face, but.....Maybe he's a vampire! Totally plausible.

That thought actually kinda helps.]

--Huh? The Agricultural Wing? [She looks confused.] Is that where all that blood came from?

Mm, yes! [Technically.] They've spread out now, however. Soon, we'll be able to find blood everywhere.

[...Not sure whether to think of that as a good thing or a bad thing...] Um, what's spread out, exactly? Are we in danger? I wouldn't want to see anyone hurt...!

[Christopher chuckles warmly.] Ah, such kindness does you credit. You know, you really ought to meet my friend Flora. She feels the very same way and would have so much to talk to you about.

[Sorry, did you ask a direct question? Didn't hear it.]

Huh? Flora? Who's that? [He's confusing her!]--But what about the blood?

Hm? What about it?

[Stay on topic, Selim.] If you can't fight, try not to stray too far from the others, won't you?

[She's not the one going off-topic!!] I, um--I'll try not to? But you haven't explained what exactly you're fighting yet.

Isn't it obvious? [He shakes his head. Keep your head in the game, Selim.] The reanimated dead, of course.

[Talking with Christopher is like talking to a cheshire cat.] The reanimated dead?...But why would something like that be in an agricultural wing?

[Christopher shrugs.] Ours is not to reason why! Ours is just to do and destroy. So, will you join me, or will you stay here?

[She hesitates on this, actually...seriously thinking over it.] I'll...I think I'd rather work on getting my bearings here, for now.