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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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... Maybe this is the mission? Finding clothes, or "continuing in the face of adversity"... Something like that.
[He really is kind of useless like this, though, and he has no idea where (if anywhere) he might find clothes in a place like this. Should he transform and hope the tiger's fur covers him up...? Nononononono - the tiger is huge. He doesn't want to know what happens if he transforms... that area.]
Either way, I'm glad it's me and not you who ended up like this.
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If it helps you to think that, certainly.
[ i mean, she's got a perfectly good set of clothes on after all, so the chances of this being a 'finding clothing' mission don't seem very high. more than like, some sort of.. error occurred, but technology isn't exactly her strong suit, so. too bad for you, pal.
alisaie simply shrugs, casting her eyes up and down the dusty path. there doesn't seem to be anyone around to lend a hand, and/or knock out and steal clothing from. ]
So, what are you going to do?
[ she's super helpful you're welcome ]
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Maybe there are some trees with big leaves?
[Yeah, that's... the extent of his plan. How biblical. He shakes his head: how would he even keep a leaf in place?]
... I don't suppose you have anything I could borrow?
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If I did, I'd have offered it already, I assure you.
[ because this isn't actually pleasant for her either, you know.
.. okay, his agony and humiliation are definitely pretty entertaining, that can't be denied. but hanging about on an old road with a naked stranger isn't necessarily something she'd do for fun, most especially if there are potential enemies about, simulated or no. there's also the fact that she's, like, 4'7 smol as fuck so nothing she's got would likely fit you my dude
but GOSH apparently she has to solve everything!! alisaie sighs, and passes a hand over her face, then squints around. ]
Looks like there's an abandoned wagon, just down the road.
[ she gestures. maybe there's spare clothes inside. probably not. but you could always make a pretty dress out of the canvas or something ]
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He's not expecting a full outfit from her or anything - just something to cover his bits! That would be nice. Either way, his eyes light up as she points him at the wagon. If nothing else, he can hide there without exposing himself.]
I'll check it out!
[And off he goes, jogging over in a way that most resembles a drunken bunny. (Look, he's not going to transform just to save what's left of his decency! The wagon is close enough, anyway.)
Now to hope it's not a trap or anything.]
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.. but he's weaponless, literally naked and defenseless as far as she can see, and godsdamnit she'd feel guilty if a bear came along and ate him. alisaie sighs heavily, world-weary, and shakes her head, then follows behind him at a leisurely pace.
so don't mind her, while she leans against the wagon, arms crossed, just casually hanging out. ]
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Atsushi digs through the contents, which are... nearly non-existent. There's an old, worn piece of cloth that he can tie around his waist, though! Not exactly the height of fashion, but effective enough.
... The pixels remain, for some reason. But they're not nearly as disturbing (or even noticeable) now.
Shaking out the fabric, Atsushi notices a piece of paper flutter down, every bit as old and worn as the cloth. He picks it up, but... there doesn't seem to be anything written on there?]
Hmm, just a piece of paper...?
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