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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 one he'd died for, trying to protect his family after failing in that for so many years.
It's an idea to hold onto, here. But the execution is trickier. What does it mean to protect someone who's asleep, whose life you don't want to control?]
Well, a god should be able to get good whiskey.
[A joke. Tense still, but he's still trying. Until Kagari cuts right through that. Masaoka stops walking, studies Kagari's face. Kagari has every reason to be happy, and it's good that he is. It's good that Sybil didn't take that ability from him.
Masaoka won't lie- it's a thrill just to be able to walk around this station without being questioned, without the certainty that you're being checked to make sure you haven't turned into a hound that needs to be put down. To be able to speak to anyone here, because you want to instead of for the purposes of solving a crime.
But there's that sense of obligation. To everyone he failed to keep safe. He sighs and turns away from Kagari, tilting his head towards the ceiling.]
"'Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains.'"
[His phrasing makes it clear that it's a quote. The social contract, indeed. Masaoka turns back to Kagari with a shrug.]
I know. But I think I need some time.
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[And there it is, that bitterness. It's never far, for Kagari. Even with the ability to have unpoisoned moments of joy, here in El Nysa, one doesn't spend seventeen years filled with misery and loneliness and only barely-repressed anger and simply recover from it all in two months of freedom. Must be nice, he thinks, for some pretentious asshole to talk about chains so metaphorically.
Kagari glances away, not quite able to keep looking at the older man's turned back, the inner conflict it was obviously hiding. Masaoka says he needs time, and logically, he knows that's fair. He was part of Japan, long ago. It should make sense that there's things he has to mourn. But it hurts, all the same--the thought that Division One wasn't enough, when it's all Kagari's ever had.
If he were a better person, he'd be able to smile disarmingly like Akane-chan, tell Masaoka he understood, and let it go. He'd be able to mean it. But he's not; he's selfish. Kagari feels an irrational sort of anger rise in his chest, a sort of jealousy he didn't realize he was capable of until this very moment.]
For what? To grieve for the place that threw you away? That built their perfect, peaceful existence on your back?
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I'm sorry.
[He could talk about the genuine innocents in Japan, how they deserve protection and a chance, the way Tsunemori did when she first joined the Division. He could point out that Japan is not the world, is in fact a remarkably small piece of it. He could talk about those obligations, and what he'd say would be true. When he considers the right thing to do, he has to think about them first.
But Masaoka doesn't always do the right thing. He sighs again, tilting his head down and closing his eyes. Buries his right hand, the flesh one, in his hair.]
To figure out what Gino would want. [Nobuchika, he almost says, but that still feels a little like a liberty, especially in front of someone else.] What would help Kou and the young lady the most.
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When the anger is stripped away, all that's left over is misery--and that's all that stands before Masaoka in that moment. Kagari, the fun-loving young man who likes to get drunk and play video games and laugh at terrible jokes isn't the one who's there, then; it's Shuusei, the lonely boy who never had anything, having the future taken away from him all over again.]
...They could be happy here, too. Why does it have to be Japan?
[I want you guys to live here with me. You're the only family I've ever had.]
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Masaoka can feel the irritation of individual strands of hair between his fingers, the scrape of his fingernails against his scalp. Reminders that he is here, that this is (however improbable) real. He takes a deep breath. The air on the station has a particular recycled tint to it, different from the processed scent of the MWSPB building. He does turn towards Kagari now. Slowly, trying to give the young man time to compose himself however he wants to, if he wants to.]
It doesn't have to be Japan. I just don't know how everything's going to work.
[I want you all to be happy.]
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Indeed, as the older man finally turns around, Kagari's own gaze drops to the floor. To him, it doesn't seem complicated. El Nysa wasn't perfect, but it was freedom. What was there for them in Japan? They were nothing but trash, worthless for anything other than cleaning up the streets of others of their kind.]
It's not bad here. The tech isn't as good, planetside, but....there's so much stuff to do. And we can even come back up, whenever...
[Sybil won't get in the way of killing Makishima. Sasayama and Yuki are alive, asleep in their own pods. The simulation rooms can remake any aspects of Japan itself that they want. There's so many arguments in his head, for why there's no reason to hold back on making El Nysa their home, but he doesn't get through even half of them before he trails off, jaw clenched. If freedom wasn't enough...arguing to Masaoka why he should stay feels childish and stupid. Like he's five years old all over again and hoping against hope for his parents not to let him go.
Division One might've been where he belonged, but it was stupid to think anyone else belonged with him.]
Whatever. Let's just get that drink.
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Certainly not the greatest injustice of the system. Probably no more than Masaoka deserves. But an injustice, nonetheless.
He turns his eyes toward the ceiling again, but lets his hand finally fall back to his side.]
I'd like to hear about it here. From you, not them. [He waves his metal arm briefly, encompassing the Natha Orbiters and the other residents of the station in the gesture.]
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[It's still a little guarded. Masaoka's hesitance feels a lot like rejection, to Kagari, and the way he always reacts to protect himself from being hurt is to push everything away, to bare his fangs and hiss and snap at anything that tries to stick its fingers through the barbed wire he'll wrap around himself for protection.]
Right now, everything's kind of a mess since some idiot decided to be a cliche and try to bring one of the original dragons back from the dead to take over the continent--'cause that always goes so fuckin' well--soooo the Natha pressed the pause button on that shit and it's their problem now. But it's cool, usually.
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His expression, though, grows significantly more dumbfounded than casual.]
A dragon?
[Being brought back from the dead? Is there a history of this that Kagari's referencing, or is it just that it's like a video game plot? (It is like a video game plot, he's not that out of touch, right?)]
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[He grins, maybe a little too sharp--but it's clear he's genuinely enthralled.]
Turns out dragons are real.
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And they're down there. ...Or they were?
[If Kagari's enjoying dumbfounded Masaoka, he can continue to.]
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Well, there are dragons and then there were High Dragons. Far as I can tell, the High Dragons were basically like people before they all died, while the ones that're alive now are more like animals. I even got a job at this like, dragon farm place.
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Masaoka read The Lord of the Rings when he was a teenager but he does not have enough fantasy fiction points of reference here.]
What do you...do with dragons?
[There's a note of genuine curiosity sneaking through the confusion. Kagari's enthusiasm is infectious, and it's something so new. He wouldn't be much of a detective if he didn't, on some level, always relish something new to puzzle out and fit into place.]
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[In all honesty, Kagari's not really suited to a job that requires a generally nurturing temperament. He's gotten bitten and slightly singed and may or may not have had to run for his life once or twice. But it's been a satisfying experience, not least because it's something he chose for himself. And while he'll never admit it to anyone, being needed by something is a really, really satisfying feeling.]
When the Natha fix all this shit, you oughta come with me. Petting a baby dragon is fucking magical.
[Which, by the way, you know what's also real? Magic. He got to buy a potion that let him fly for awhile, recently.]
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[...Wait, can you ride them? Can you fly on them? That would actually be...really neat.]
I'd love to see them.
[Once the Natha fix it, after "they pressed the pause button" though...that's sinking in, and it's making him wary again. Obviously the Natha have tremendous power, but there's something deeply unsettling about the idea of just reshaping a planet, even one in imminent danger.
(The fact that he's more unnerved by this than by being swept up and asked to serve someone else's purpose, inspires an odd sense of resignation. It's easy to fall back on being a tool.)]
The Natha are taking care of the "high" dragon then?
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[He assumes, anyway. All he knows about horses are from movies like shitty westerns.]
And yeah, that's what they say. They pulled us outta one apocalypse, what's undoing another, right?
[He smirks, a little sharply.]
Can't be any harder than bringing back the dead.
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...You didn't escape.
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And in a way, he wants the old man to know. Maybe because nobody from Japan ever will, now that it's gone. There's something almost poetic about it; killing him to hide the truth of Sybil, when Kagari never intended to help Makishima destroy it in the first place, but Japan being obliterated anyway. He lets out a sharp bark of a laugh at the thought.]
Heh, is that what the bitch said? Guess that explains why she went for the Decomposer.
[Though that does bring up the odd question of when, exactly, the Storm had come. He'd thought it was right around the time he died, but....if Kasei had had a chance to tell the Division he'd run away, then...]
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"The bitch," with a Dominator set to Destroy Decomposer, at the bottom of Nona tower. There are possibilities that this brings up, but-]
What?
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C'mon now, pops. Where's that famous detective's intuition?
[It's cruel of him to do this, especially to someone he cares about. He knows it is. But he never claimed to be a good person. It's easier to lash out than deal with his hurt feelings from earlier.]
Serious question, who told you I ran away? Wouldn't that look really fuckin bad for the MWPSB to admit? Some small fry latent criminal like me, wouldn't it be less embarrassing to say I died in Nona Tower, even if I did escape?
Wouldn't it make sense to order you to go after me, in the interest of public safety?
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The evidence was...conflicting. [Deliberately so, to anyone who paid attention.
But they had orders. (They always had orders.) Division 1 had been immediately off the Makishima case and assigned to tracking down their own missing member. Told that he could be found, somewhere far away from Nona Tower. How long would that order have been in effect if Makishima hadn't escaped?
Kagari's crime coefficient wasn't high enough to earn lethal force from a Dominator. It would have to be overridden.
Kagari had been in the tower for a reason, not just for himself.]
You chased someone? And they found something Kasei didn't want found.
[Did she kill that Enforcer in division 2 as well, to help make it seem like Enforcers were escaping in the riots? Would she have killed all of them if they'd had the chance to truly investigate Kagari's disappearance and gotten too close?]
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[Given how Kasei went out of her way to make sure there would never be any evidence, not even a corpse.]
More like someone chased me. Nearly killed me with a fucking nail gun, but I got the jump on 'em. And then the big fish tried to radio 'em, Makishima's right-hand fucker, it sounded like. He was cracking into the core of Sybil, down in that basement. Even tried to get me to join them once he realized he was talking to an Enforcer.
[He doesn't regret his decision, back then, either. Even if he would've died either way, he's glad he didn't die a traitor to the only people who ever gave a shit about him.]
I told him where he could shove his keyboard, and then I went to go kill him too, but he managed to get into the core first. That's when Kasei found us.
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["I told him where he could shove his keyboard." Kagari had been denied everything by Sybil. The rest of them had had lives, a chance to know themselves before being "latent criminals," connections with people (inevitably destroyed, but there). Kagari could have sided with Makishima's men, if just temporarily.
And he didn't. Masaoka doesn't doubt it. And he doesn't doubt that Kagari did it for Kou, for Tsunemori. For Division 1.
It should never have come to this.
But first-]
You made it to the core?
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[He always knew he would die working for the MWPSB. He never even expected to live to thirty. But being killed by the MWPSB he hadn't quite anticipated. There's a tragic sort of irony to it, really. But as for the core--]
You know what was real interesting about that basement, pops? It was an anechoic chamber. Makishima's thug even pointed it out to me, how it was like I was free, cause even an Inspector couldn't shoot me down there.
But once he popped that last door open, Kasei showed up in seconds, with a working Dominator. Like she was her own router, connected directly to Sybil.
[And Sybil itself .... he's still not even sure what he was looking at, even though the image is still imprinted in his mind even nine months later.]
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What was there, to result in such extreme measures? He can believe that Kasei would assume having any latent criminal was too much of a risk, that she would call lethal force necessary. But that doesn't explain the cover-up.]
She didn't even give you a chance.
[He doesn't bother to phrase it as a question. He'll be very surprised if it turns out he should have.]
oops i rechecked 16, kagari came in a couple minutes later
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