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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
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[ That said, the old knight is just going to stride over. He looms for only a moment before taking a knee. Even kneeling, he's likely as tall as this man. But he's down there to check out his leg to make sure there really isn't any damage. ] And I am sorry. That was not my usual shield. You shouldn't have been hit while I was in front of you.
[ He looks relieved that there is no damage, but now comes the difficult task of standing upright again. It might take a little bit. He's big and he's old and dragon slaying takes a lot out of a man. ]
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Instead, something on the opposite scale appears to be happening: he fretting over the pharaoh's well-being, at his 'failure' to fully protect him. As the taller man lowers into his kneeling position, Ozymandias narrows his eyes. ]
Rise. That you failed in your quest to achieve perfection does not matter. I was slightly injured against a beast who likely fell entire armies in his time is inconsequential. Remorse is unnecessary!
[ The younger man takes another step of his marred foot, furthering examining the damage. It will take him awhile to offer a helping hand upward, but if Reinhardt struggles too much, Ozymandias will cave and provide some threadbare assistance. ]
Besides. As you can see for yourself, I am not as fragile as a human.
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But he'll raise eventually and once more stand tall to smile and nod towards the younger man. ] I can see that now. And I'm glad you aren't hurt. I'd hate to have you sent down the planet below with anything less than your best health. Though I will tell you that at least down there, the dragons I've seen aren't nearly as big. They keep them as pets in little cafes to pet and enjoy. Unlike that beast, the ones below are very sweet.
[ At least all the ones he has met. ]
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[ Towards his mention of the current state of dragons on the world below this space station, Ozymandias tilts his head forward in interest, watching the rest of the knight’s movements with passivity. ]
Then, the Nysans truly were saved by the grace of their Gods. [ He says this very seriously, showing no sign of actually being aware that they stood in the realm of these ‘Gods’ right now. Well, he saw them as worthy of his respect, at the very least. ] I have yet to ever visit a cafe. I do look forward to playing with these adorable children of dragons.
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[ He'll give the man a bow, because that's how he rolls. ] Reinhardt Wilhelm, at your service.
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Well met, Reinhardt Wilhelm. I am Ozymandias, King of Kings! If the our worlds coincide in any way, you might know me by the name of Ramesses II.
[ He does really want everyone to know the full extent of his glory, but similar situations have proved… anti-climatic at best. ]
If you shamefully unaware of either, then... at the very least, you know them now. I admit that I did not govern a land where we had knights, but I accept your service nonetheless. I can already see that your skills will provide invaluable in the times to come.
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Oh! A man out of history then! You'll find many grand surprised ahead of you then!
[ He looks actually pretty awed to meet such an 'important historical figure'.]
I'll try to be a good knight then. I have much to live up to as the Last. [ However, he must also not leave his help to a single man. He is a Knight of the People. ] So in this, I will give you my contact information down in the world below. I am knight errant with addresses in both Wyver and Olympia. I can also be reached through messages to Crusader. Should you need anything at all. For now though, I will help get you out of this room and leave you to explore as you will, unless you feel need to ask anything.
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I see. Similarly, I can be contacted on the network by my name, Ozymandias. I will reach out in the rare instances that I find myself seeking assistance.
[ What he deems as ‘rare’ may very well turn out to be ‘frequent’ indeed. Tapping the end of his staff against the ground, his head cranes from left to right, seeking the exit, before he moves to make his way out and into the open of Thesa Station. ]
Yes, it is high time for my departure. There is no need for either of us to dally here any longer.