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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.

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[He scratches the back of his head.] People used to believe all sort of things about the moon since it's always been such a beautiful and powerful image in the sky. Some people believed the moon was once a goddess, too, but from the looks of things... [He looks around them.] It looks like home for now.

[He takes out the tablet.] Ah, this? It seems a little old. [He looks to his shoulder where his pet bird is perched.] Can you connect to this, Beni? [the bird closes his eyes and opens them back up a few seconds later.] Got it, but that thing better not give me a virus!

Oh, I see.

[ There goes that bird again. That's the second time this week an animal's spoken. ]

Ah...old? But it's... [ Where are you from? She's never seen something so fancy in her life! ]

A new model for this place? I guess Midorijima I had pretty decent technology, but if they're giving these out to everyone, it's pretty impressive. [He looks over it, touching the screen. The little bird also seems interested in it, watching it.]

Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not a technology snob, I'm glad there's a network out there.

Well, no, not exactly...

[ She smiles, apologetic and rather bewildered. ]

It's just we don't have this sort of thing where I'm from. I'd never even heard of these things before I arrived. I-I'm not even sure I understand what you're saying now.

Tablets? [He lifts it up, a little confused.] What sort of things do you have? [He knows some places technology isn't as big, but he's never lived in those places. Though, sometimes the simple, old ways of doing things were relaxing to him.]

Ah...pen and paper?

[He laughs, but it's not in a condescending manner. He actually thinks it's a joke whoops.] No that big on technology, huh? Don't worry, luckily pen and paper still are around.

Well, yes, but no one here uses it.

Really? [He likes traditional things too, but no pen and paper?] This place is that dependent on technology?

Well, we are on the moon.

[He laughs again because she's right.] You're right. I guess I haven't fully accepted I'm on the moon yet. It sounds like something out a fantasy or scifi movie, still.