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exsiliumlogs2013-11-26 09:45 pm
initiates) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-11-26 09:45 pm
Entry tags:
- #plot post,
- abbey bominable (monster high),
- asch the bloody (tales of the abyss),
- caspian (narnia),
- christopher de red (baccano!),
- cross marian (d.gray-man),
- elmer c. albatross (baccano!),
- kallen kouzuki (code geass),
- merrill (dragon age),
- oerba yun fang (final fantasy xiii),
- raiden (metal gear),
- rinth ghostshot (guild wars 2),
- travis marks (common law),
- zelos wilder (tales of symphonia)
( closed ) let it snow, let it snow, let it -- yeti?!
Date & Time: November 27th - December 5th, 3313
Location: Spaceshuttle, Winter Wonderland Exsilium
Characters: All those on the official scouting mission to Exsilium.
Summary: The Transports send down a collection of their own in order to investigate the whys of the sudden drop in radiation on the island, and to locate the Initiative.
Warnings: Please PM the mod account should anything in this log go into graphically violent territory.
Notes: You know the drill! Specify dates and times in subject lines, set up as many scenarios as you like, and for information on if a run-in with Exiles will net your character(s) a chance to talk with or make contact with the Initiative, ask over here!
The satellite imagery AI was able to capture and download onto tablets doesn't speak adequately to the pristine, chill landscape the space ship descends into under cloaking technology. The crystalline landscape is almost beautiful, stark brights and shadows turning the countryside into something soft, alien, and deadly. Winter has arrived, in a way some may be familiar with, and to others, may be entirely new.
The ship is a mile out from the largest identified gathering of heat signatures and power structures, in a city built over part of what once was London, formerly known as Exsilium to the Transports. There is no Eye of London to be found, only a partial tower that stands suspiciously close to where Big Ben once stood. The river Thames remains present, but the built up structures, the identifiers of "modern" Exsilium are all gone, lost and buried underneath the snows if ever they existed.
This is not a friendly landscape, though the people are friendly enough, should you not go out of your way to offend them or display your alien natures.
Find the Initiative. Take stock of the landscape. Report back what you can. Scouts, you are our best hope in understanding this new landscape.
Good luck.
Location: Spaceshuttle, Winter Wonderland Exsilium
Characters: All those on the official scouting mission to Exsilium.
Summary: The Transports send down a collection of their own in order to investigate the whys of the sudden drop in radiation on the island, and to locate the Initiative.
Warnings: Please PM the mod account should anything in this log go into graphically violent territory.
Notes: You know the drill! Specify dates and times in subject lines, set up as many scenarios as you like, and for information on if a run-in with Exiles will net your character(s) a chance to talk with or make contact with the Initiative, ask over here!
The satellite imagery AI was able to capture and download onto tablets doesn't speak adequately to the pristine, chill landscape the space ship descends into under cloaking technology. The crystalline landscape is almost beautiful, stark brights and shadows turning the countryside into something soft, alien, and deadly. Winter has arrived, in a way some may be familiar with, and to others, may be entirely new.
The ship is a mile out from the largest identified gathering of heat signatures and power structures, in a city built over part of what once was London, formerly known as Exsilium to the Transports. There is no Eye of London to be found, only a partial tower that stands suspiciously close to where Big Ben once stood. The river Thames remains present, but the built up structures, the identifiers of "modern" Exsilium are all gone, lost and buried underneath the snows if ever they existed.
This is not a friendly landscape, though the people are friendly enough, should you not go out of your way to offend them or display your alien natures.
Find the Initiative. Take stock of the landscape. Report back what you can. Scouts, you are our best hope in understanding this new landscape.
Good luck.
no subject
You don't think it's year-round? [ she does make a face at that. but it's a valid point. earth didn't have monsters. and given their distance in the future, belle has to wonder what kinds of creatures may have evolved in the interim. or just grown thicker coats and gotten over it. ]
Here. I can - make you some tea, or something. [ provided she doesn't drink it all. ] Might make things easier?
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[He gives a half shrug. Dude he didn't even know there was snow out there how can he be sure] Maybe. There's a land in my world where it snows all the time.
Tea? [he looks over at her, clearly a bit surprised at the offer. He considers it before giving a slight nod] If you don't mind...thanks.
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[ unless that has something to do with it. and normally, she'd pry, but for the moment, she has more important things to do. re: tea. luckily, she scavenged some from the base before setting down here, and she glances around. she can totally make this happen it can be a thing. ] I used to be able to make it over the fire, um - [ hang on a second as she checks to make sure nobody has actually set fire to anything yet. ]
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[And would never want to live there ever. And he watches, seeing what she does] Do you need help with a fire?
no subject
no subject
[Yeah, he's just not going to correct her and instead work on looking for a place to start a fire] No problem.
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[ she nods, then looks for some actually dry wood. this isn't going to end well. do they even have matches? not that she can't start a fire herself, but. still.
instead, she starts digging through her bag quickly, trying to figure out if she brought a selection with her. ] Do you - do you care what kind?
sorry for the late!!
[he's really not that picky. Instead he focuses on kneeling down and clearing a patch of snow- trying very hard not to think about it. It's not red at least, that's something]