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Date: December 1st
Location: The Observatory.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled into the Observatory after their initial briefings.
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. 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; they show multiple variations of satellite images, focused on... somewhere snowy. It's difficult to say more than that, but those that record heat readings seem to suggest there are people there, where ever "there" is. It's night outside the great wide windows, and the lunar landscape isn't much to look at right now. But, hey, at least all the lights are on, right? No more creepy red emergency lighting upon arrival — not that you'd know anything about that.

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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John Egbert | ota

[ectobiological]

Man, I thought being on the moon would be more interesting.

[John is currently floating up above everyone's heads - the sudden amount of people where he previously had very little was extremely overwhelming! - though his long hood still trails down to the ground as he stares at the screens in confusion.

He doesn't... think this is part of the game. And he doesn't think it has anything to do with his dreams?

Well, whatever, he will just have to play along until something clicks and makes sense. At least he got his hammer back! Which he immediately captchalogues, causing it to disappear seemingly in thin air.

He can be found floating and flying around the Observatory and the hallways. He's ecstatic that he finally has company other than his ectosis and some game sprites- so happy to finally have other places to explore than planets full of lava and salamanders. Don't trip over his hood!! He does not want to get choked because of you!!]

[heartstorage]

[After seeing if there was anyone he knew among the new transports, Sora was starting to make his way back to his room through the hall. That is, before the sight of what seemed to be some floating blue hood thing catches his eye. He makes a huh noise before looking up and seeming very impressed at the person flying!]

[Because you know what? Flying is cool. And he's only seen Peter Pan fly like that before]

Whoa! Cool!

[ectobiological]

[John peeks down curiously at the exclamation. He's just been sort of hanging out, not really knowing what to do other than watch the screens. Which were starting to get kind of boring, actually. There is only so much snow he can handle.]

Huh? Are you talking to me?

[He lowers himself a little to better facilitate conversation, pointing to himself at the question.]

[heartstorage]

[he nods]

Yep! I haven't seen anyone flying here!

[ectobiological]

Really? You would think that would be useful for whatever war is going on here!

[He crosses his knees, as if he's sitting mid-air.]

Or maybe they just want to keep it a secret. For the element of surprise?

[heartstorage]

Hmmm, that could be it.

But if I could fly, I'd do it everywhere!

[speakveryclearly]

[John. Please.

Kanaya has been on a long journey through the hallways to the observatory - there may be someone she has to meet, and to this end she has worn her default outfit with only the additions of makeup and an open black coat - and at first she pays no particular heed to the blue windsock hanging in midair. Then she realizes exactly how weird that sight is, turns around, and follows the trail... up.

What.]

John Egbert???

[ectobiological]

[Huh. She looks kind of familiar! He swoops down a little lower to inspect her.]

That's me. You are a troll, right? Like the alien species not the ones on the internet.

[speakveryclearly]

Yeah, the Alternian variety. [Her hand finds its way onto her hip.]

So. Where did you come from? Not in a philosophical sense, I mean spatiotemporally.

[ectobiological]

I was sleeping on the boat... we are almost to the new session, I think. At least that is what I was told. [He puts a hand to his chin in thought. He doesn't really remember too much after the frenzy of arriving here.]

[speakveryclearly]

[In similar talksprite-typical fashion Kanaya's hand flies to her temple as she tries to think. She knows very little about this part of the future]

To meet--Roxy and Jake and Jane and Dirk, right? You and Jade are going in that direction. After the Scratch.

[highbloodprince]

[C'mon John, you knew it was gonna happen eventually, and it may as well be the guy equally tied with Karkat for irritability. Once he catches sight of the hood dangling in front of him he loses all focus and steps on the end of it trailing along the ground; once he lifts his other foot it catches against it, causing him to fly forward and instinctively grab a hold of the hood for support, but it doesn't help much and he hits the floor.

Still hanging on as he does.

At least it won't break his neck.]

Fuck!

[ectobiological]

AGH!!!

[John is tugged down a few feet as he is CHOKED PRACTICALLY TO DEATH. When he catches his breath (heh), he turns around to yell at the rude person responsible!!

Dude, watch where you're going!! Way to go!

not all of my tags will be five days late i swear /lies down

[highbloodprince]

[When Eridan's finally up he's about as angry as expected, fins flared. It's probably less impressive than he thinks.]

Me? It ain't on the head a' bystanders goin' about their business beneath floatin' dumbasses to keep an eye out for some bloody windsock!

sob same with me... finals are a nightmare...

[ectobiological]

The windsock is like a stop sign- you should stop and look both ways before crossing the street. It is not my fault you were not paying attention.

[Oh hey, horns. But also fins? John leans in to inspect.]

[dayplanners]

[To Hajime, there's really only one possible reaction to seeing someone floating around: raising her arms and waving at him.]

Hey! Flying Kid!

How'd you do that? I wanna do it, too! [At least, without putting on her armor, anyway.]

[ectobiological]

Wha- oh, hi!!

[He floats down toward her level, grinning. Man is it good to make new friends and talk to new people.]

I am not really sure how I can fly, but I am pretty sure it comes with the pajamas. [He tugs at his blue shirt.] I can help you fly, though! At least temporarily?

[dayplanners]

Really? [She laughs, grinning widely.]

I can totally fly if I transform, but flying pajamas are even more super cool and exciting! [She nods now.] Show me!

[ectobiological]

Hehehe, okay. Stay still-

[Wind begins to pick up around them, gentle at first before it becomes strong enough to lift a person and keep them afloat - her!]

[dayplanners]

[She waits patiently, still smiling, but when the wind picks up-- and her with it!-- she gasps... then promptly shrieks.]

This is so cool! You did it, this is so cool and exciting and, whooaaa, I'm really flying!

[gunsling]

[ Oddly enough Jake doesn't even notice the boy at first. He just seems a long strip of blue fabric coming towards him. He should look up, but instead stares the approaching hood down.

He should probably move. He should get out of the way. He should--

Get hit in the face with the fabric and sputter and wave his arms around in a comical manner. Sure. That. ]

[ectobiological]

[In all the sputtering and flailing, John's hood gets snagged and he is getting choked!!! Again!!! He lowers himself a little to reduce the pressure.]

Whoa, watch where you are going!!

[Then he looks at Jake and whoa this is weird.]

Anyway you could have killed me. Do you really want to be responsible for that?

[gunsling]

[ Super weird. Almost like looking into a significantly slightly less intelligent mirror, huh? He finally tosses the hood aside and off of him. Pulls the bottom of his shirt to straighten it out and tries to look as irritated as possible before he stops and--

Woah there... ]

Good gracious...

[ Oh, shit he was just asked a question. ]

That certainly wasn't my intention!

[ectobiological]

[EYEROLL. Well, at least Jake didn't INTEND to choke him to death. That's always a good sign when meeting people.]

Who are you anyway?

[They look too similar to be a coincidence. Is this his, like. FUTURE SON??? Oh god that's too weird. But he's pretty sure he's seen a movie like that before.]

[gunsling]

[ Exactly! Points for that. Kind of. ]

Jake English, and I could be asking you the same question.

[ And it's more like PAST DAD. Well... wait, future past dad? Alternate universe past dad, but also great uncle? It's a bit complicated. ]