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❪ test drive: #1 ❫
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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 as you slept. 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 can help. You knew that you'll 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 was all a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't — now, will you keep that promise you made to Darma? PROMPT: THE MESS HALL  It's fascinating to the Orbiters how such a dull room can be turned around so completely with people in it. All meals are served by Roman, and while all the food is delicious, some of it is a bit odd. Is that neon green soup? That’s hideous. If you happen to be in the mess hall at a particularly unlucky time, you and the food will suddenly begin to drift. Someone’s got jokes, and they’ve turned off the gravity control. Now it’s just you, your fellow refugees, and the floating sea of food. Wait, did that person just chuck a pie in your direction? 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. Be advised, however, that participating in one of the training modules will start you off favorably with the Natha Orbiters’ in terms of REPUTATION. Once seated and appropriately strapped in, the system will automatically whir to life and the dense foliage and forestry of a section of El Nysa will open up. According to one’s map registry, it clear to see that it’s miles from the outer gates of Olympia, but not as far enough to venture into any other territories. So, in that sense, you’re safe.
PROMPT: STASIS UNIT  You have found the massive section of Thesa known as the Stasis Unit. There’s no special access required to access 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: HANGAR STATION  You find your way to the hangar station. Here rests are a factory worth of docked mobile suits. You recall how the Orbiters had previously spoken of a "space frontier," but only after seeing this you realize how real their words are. Most machinery have marks of wear and tear, assurance that they have indeed been used before, and an assembly of others are going through repairs and maintenance. No one seems to care that you've just strolled in. In fact, there seems to be a couple of the aircraft that beckon you to take a closer look. Maybe you’ll only look on the outside, maybe you'll be greeted by the hand of a mobile suit extending toward you and welcoming you to its cockpit. You go out and explore SPACE!!! Unfortunately, that mobile suit should have warned you it only had 20 minutes of flight time left in its system. Or, perhaps, you’re a particularly ambitious pilot and you’ve strayed past the designated perimeter. Either way, the HUD display is now blinking with errors, cropping up with a single message: DISTRESS SIGNAL. 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.
FINAL OOC NOTE
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not just because she's pretty. and she is pretty. that's not the point. no, it's the — it's the head high and eyes mean and a smile that doesn't seem particularly kind of you really look at it thing. and no offense because he's only seen her talking to another ginger in a pod so he has no firm basis for this assessment but the loner nerd in him spotted the predator in her a mile away. hilariously, because she's at least a full head shorter.
she's a mean girl. call it spider senses, call it whatever you want, he is automatically on edge because girls like her do not speak to him. and it's ... it's probably for the best, because how awkward he is would only give them ammunition. case in point. )
What? ( real smart. super great start to this conversation. peter winces from his spot cross legged on the floor — he comes here a lot too, just staring at the face of his aunt like knowing how much he misses her might be enough to wake her up. so far... no. ) I— uh. Er. I dunno. I mean, I don't know. I was... you know... ( unconscious. at the time. Peter falls painfully silent after that impressive display of conversation, though as Cheryl gets too close to the wires, he interrupts his self imposed silence with, ) Be careful, you don't want to overload the system. That could be bad for everyone in here.
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but she whips back around when he tells her to stop. Cheryl looks him up and down. ] Look who found his words. Bravo.
[ he does make a fair point. she doesn't want to kill anyone. okay - so she mostly doesn't want to kill Jason. but killing anybody would not have any sort of positive impact on her social status. ] You look like you're a computer nerd. What do you know about all of this? Don't be shy. Sharing is caring.
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if only...
Peter does what he can to look unimpressed by her chiding, though really, does he have a right to rebuke her when he could hardly string a sentence together? ) I don't. Okay? From what I saw the system was not much like what I've ever seen before. Maybe I could figure it out, with time, but is it worth the risk?
( he doesn't know how the people in the pods were affected, if breaking them out again will help them or just make things worse. frankly, he doesn't know much of anything right now. it's kind of scary, though he doesn't want to admit it to a stranger. )
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