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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.
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[As tiny and stick-thin as she is, she pulls back on the rifle as hard as she can, throwing all of her (fairly unsubstantial) weight into it. Her big feet scrap and claw into the snow and eventually, she manages to take a few steps back, dragging Rinth's weight along with her somehow, before finally plopping flat on her butt with a squeak. Er... did that do it?]
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This is to get away from the hole, of course, but that does leave a rather large cat thing leaping right towards poor downed Joy. ]
this whole thread is hilarious
She sputters under her and flails her arms at Rinth's sides in a panic.]
agreed
She's free and something is flailing and smacking at her! And... right, that would be the scrawny little helper who pulled her out. Maybe she should stop squishing the poor thing. ]
Oh for the love of-- calm down.
[ And with that said, she'll push herself up and roll over, off of Joy. ]
It's not like I'm that heavy.
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[She takes a huge gasp of air once the weight is off her and remains plastered to the snow, arms falling back down to the ground.
Huh. The sky is nice today.]
......... did it work?
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What do you think?
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She grins up at her, showing off her buckteeth.]
Hooray!
[with a grunt, Joy gets up from the snow and dusts it off her butt and tail feathers.]
Mmm, if I may say so, ma'am, I think you're gonna need snowshoes or somethin'.
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[ She looks down at her current pair of boots, which are definitely not snow shoes, but also definitely not regular boots. It only made sense that a charr's boots would be designed for digitigrade feet. ]
Ha. Not sure I'm going to find anything my size on this world.
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[Joy has had trouble finding things for herself, too. Although, it helps when you're used to being barefoot and wearing simple handmade clothes, anyway.]
Anyway, ya gotta figure something out if yer gonna survive down here, ma'am. Ain't always gonna be someone around...
[...as if she's one to talk, but Rinth doesn't know that and hey let the kid bask in her glory for a few more seconds okay.]
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Still, it's hard not to give her a skeptical look before she turns to go retrieve her rifle from where it landed in the snow. ]
Won't need anyone else around next time. Once I get used to the terrain, I won't have any trouble with it.