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❪ test drive #4 ❫
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YOUR STORY BEGINS  The Storm came. You only remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that. All you know, perhaps, is that it was cold. You don't know for how long you slept, but the dreams were short, at least. You remember the expanse of stars and the universe that came in view. Every world and solar system ever known was displayed in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You have also witnessed The Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. It was a dark, thick smog — ominous in appearance and ever foreboding. Your Earth and similar planets were immersed in The Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of it. That was when she told you what happened, and how you could help. You knew that you'd be living somewhere new, even though you never asked for it. The details here weren't clear, but you knew you'd made a deal with Darma. Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station — your body is still cold. It all felt like a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't — now, will you keep that promise you made to Darma? PROMPT: THE STORM  CW: death You were awake on Thesa Station. But at some point you, like many other new arrivals before you, wandered into the Observation Deck. Ordinarily, this is where images of The Storm are replayed to remind Refugees of the fate they have escaped. The Natha Orbiters' technology has evolved. They are aware of your gaps in memory. You may have doubts of The Storm even existing, or of your world's destruction. Though they do not wish reliving those last moments on anyone, they have created an experience that will do just that. Before entering the Observation Deck, you are warned that what follows will not be for the weak of heart. As soon as you step in, you will find that the walls around you begin to transform and expand. Welcome to the Planet Cespi, in the Circinus Galaxy. Unfortunately, we were not able to save this world from The Storm's Consumption.
These are its last memories. You are surrounded by blue, grassy hills as far as the eye can see and a pleasant breeze. The atmosphere is thick with a sickly sweet smell. Before you lays the scene of a quiet village, with its residents going about their everyday lives. You aren't alone, either, with an equally confused stranger (or perhaps you know each other?) surveying the scene. Then the world grows completely silent for a full minute. You and your partner are unable to make a sound, verbal or otherwise. Without warning, a deafening roar fills your ears and forces you to double over in pain. The villagers run out of their homes in a panic, finding themselves in just as much pain and confusion as you do. Where there was no sound before, now there is too much for a normal human body to process. Look up. An expanding mass of energy is swallowing everything you can see. It consumes the earth, the atmosphere, the depths of space — and it is getting closer. Your only hope is to outrun it, if you can. The people in the village certainly try to, racing past you. Their fear is very real. Their bodies are very real. You may be able to run from it for a time, only able to catch glimpses of this dark and sinister force swallowing everything and everyone. The earth rumbles and separates beneath you. Electricity surges through the sky, and then through your very body. You fought hard, but it is impossible to outrun the Storm forever. You too will be consumed. Your death is quick, but not painless. What were you thinking, before you took your last breath? You awaken back in the Observation Deck, next to your new friend. PROMPT: TRAINING MODULES  While it’s all nice and well to familiarize oneself with Thesa Station, it is most advised that new arrivals venture out a bit. Not physically. No one is quite prepared for that yet. However, there will be several virtual reality training programs set for those who dare to be adventurous. For those who aren’t and don’t dare, well — good luck, all the same. Once seated and appropriately strapped in, the system will automatically whir to life. 1. When you enter the Natha's newest program, at first nothing loads. You might think this is an error as you look around in apparent total darkness, only able to see your own virtual body if you look down, but soon enough a voice comes to life as if speakers have turned on somewhere. Long ago, the lands of El Nysa were dominated by the ancestors of the dragons who now live among the people, tamed. It was pretty dangerous! How about a little history lesson? And then the simulation comes to life—
2. Let us now travel forward in time, shall we?  a. The Olympian settlement around you is quiet — until the screaming starts.3. And now, the present.  After all those enlightening scenes, the simulation finally brings you to a more quiet area of Olympia. You are deposited out somewhere in The Outlook, a place the very first group of refugees had to trudge through before they found their homes. You've arrived in the early evening — but sunlight is waning, and soon you'll be under a sky full of stars. Luckily, their old campsites aren't too overgrown. The intention here is to get you familiar with some of the local flora and fauna. What sorts of plants will you encounter? Do you find yourself under a Verillum Tree, suddenly compelled to be painfully honest and truthful in conversation with a complete stranger? Find yourself behaving erratically in the presence of Whistleweed? Or perhaps you'll have to break the spell of being trapped in a Vena Amoris' vines... with a kiss. PROMPT: STASIS UNIT  You have found the massive section of Thesa known as the Stasis Unit. There’s no special access required to enter this part of Thesa Station, but refugees are warned that it may not be for the faint of heart. Here, in large pods that nearly cover every square inch of the space, are all of the people the Orbiters have managed to rescue. Your loved ones, your greatest enemy, your next door neighbor — you might find them here. These people are in a state of deep cryosleep. Due to the damaging effects of The Storm, their bodies are not yet ready to be awoken. PROMPT: OMAGE
Upon receiving your mobile phone, you will be asked to set a username. Voila, you can now access the network! You can choose to send a message to the entire network, specific usernames, or you can try out the Orbiters’ service, Omage, which connects you to a random user. They thought this might be a good way for their new guests to make friends with each other...
Connecting to server... PROMPT: WILDCARD
You are welcome to write any scenarios in Thesa Station! Characters have been granted temporary access to the Observation Room, and are encouraged to study it carefully.
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the beginning of the end
While I wholeheartedly agree with you, I — [ What the hell is a frosty? ] I beg your pardon?
[ He may look like his sister, but he definitely 100% is not her. He was not "checking on the frosties". In fact he just got here, dude. ]
rest in pieces 1/2
Perhaps not as quick as he should have, but it's abundantly clear from the moment Alphinaud speaks that this is not Alisaie. Definitely. Not.
Prompto halts abruptly, turning a wide-eyed scrutinizing look as he lets go of the other's hand, both of his own flying up. He knows her face better than anyone's, and while they are alarmingly identical, the differences are there, subtle as they may be, easily overlooked, as he is quickly coming to realize. ]
...Uhhhhh -
[ Oh gods.
Please hold. ]
2/2
More walkies, less talkies! Hoo boy, this is gonna be...
[ Instead of grabbing his hand this time (fortunately), Prompto tugs on Alphinaud's sleeve as the dragon snaps up that offered arm. ]
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But whatever, he glances back at the dragon, making sure that it isn't about to do anything dangerous towards them or anything, and then he glances back up at Prompto. Alphinaud is aware of the possibility that this man is acting this way toward him because he's familiar with his sister, but he has no idea how he would be familiar with her just yet (they just got to this place, did they not?).
But rather than jump to conclusions on something like that, he'd rather ask the man outright what he's up to once they're at a safe distance. ]
Aye. [ Yes, more ... walkies. God what is with this guy's vocabulary? ] Quickly then.
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His neck craned around, eyes wide: ]
Oh shit, that is a leg, that is definitely a leg -
[ His pace renews, his next words coming more quietly. ]
Alphinaud, right?
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He's about to reprimand Prompto for looking back at all when he should know he's not going to see good things, when he hears him say his name. And thus, he can't help but focus on that.
Giving a nod. ] You have the right of it. Though I cannot say I am as acquainted with you as you are I.
[ He speaks in a tone that suggests he'd like an explanation. He can't shake any suspicious feelings he might have until he knows what's going on. ]
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[ Oh gods, okay. In theory, he's had plenty of time to prepare for this moment. Hadn't he himself told Alisaie time and time again that her brother would wake one day? He believed it, as surely as he believed in his own friends waking, and yet, he is utterly unprepared for it. Woefully so. It doesn't help that Alphinaud's first introduction to him involved Prompto trying to hold his hand, and the Six help them if Alisaie finds out about that. It's an unfamiliar sensation. Usually, he's ready to shout from the rooftops about what he is to Alisaie.
Introducing himself to her brother is another thing entirely, and he's none too sure if it would be better or worse if Alisaie were here to do the introducing for him.
...Nah, it'd definitely be worse. ]
Sooooo, uh - [ Another glance backwards, just to make sure they aren't being followed. The ground doesn't rumble beneath their feet, so at least they're not gonna have to do this while being chase by a dragon. So, that's something. ]
Your sister - y'know, Alisaie? [ YOU KNOW. ] I'm kind of her...I mean, there's no "kind of" about, we're pretty, um - [ he presses the tips of his index fingers together ] - tight. In a manner of speaking. A manner which is, uh, romantical? - Romantic. I know romantical isn't a word.
[ He clears his throat. This is going well! ]
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And then Prompto presses his fingers together like that and Alphinaud immediately understands but also can't believe he's explaining it to him in this way. But more than that, he's a little shocked. Since when did his sister have a lover?? And one with such a lack of vocabulary, at that (actually, it's perfect for her).
But seeing as Alphinaud is still a child at heart, despite his usual outer appearance, his seriousness ends up breaking the moment he realizes what Prompto is saying, and his eyes widen a little as he takes a half step back out of initial shock. The last thing he was expecting out of this explanation was that he knows him through being his sister's lover. Alphinaud is not good at these conversations!! It's one of the very few he is not good at!! ]
You mean to say that you are her lover?
[ That might come off a little offensive if Prompto decides to take it that way — he doesn't mean it in a rude way, more than he's just shocked that this is happening at all. ]
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Still, that makes it no less awkward, because it is just that surprising. He lifts his hands in something like a sign of surrender, a nervous laugh eking out of him. ]
Yyyyyyyep! That's about - yeah. Got it in one.
[ So. Alphinaud has a lot of catching up to do, but first things first: Prompto extends a hand to him. It takes some concentrated effort to actually hold still long enough to do so. ]
Prompto. It's so great to actually meet'cha.
[ He's heard a lot about you, Alphie. ]
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Alphinaud's still plenty shocked, but he'll override that a little in order to be his usual polite self. He's not exactly sure how to deal with his sister's partner, though. He's never had to deal with this before.
Reaching out to shake his hand. ]
It is ... a pleasure, Prompto. [ He thinks?? He's only known him for like a minute, but he seems friendly, at the very least.
Though he picks up on the meaning behind that last bit. ]
I take it my sister has spoken much of me.
[ ... For better or for worse. ]
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Yeah, she suuuure has! [ There's the sound of a laugh in his voice. ] All good things! Mostly. We got a lot of catchin' up to do.
[ A beat, and then: ]
You, uh...run into her yet?
[ Did she know? ]
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And he crosses his arms. ] Aye, that we do.
[ But he shakes his head at that question of his. ]
No, not yet. Do you know where I might find her?
[ Because he's kind of worried about her wellbeing and it would do them both good to see each other. ]