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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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He's probably just hungry. Aren't you, Chowder?
[ ??? when did he name it. ]
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Briefly, he also wonders if the dragon was chewing on him because it was trying to eat him. That's Dark.
And more important than everything else here: ] "Chowder" ...?
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[ don't try to follow along, #1, it will only give you a headache. but fine, fine... they'll switch duties for now. map now shoved into your other hand, lance will carefully shift the hatchling into his arms. the gesture itself is almost instinctive, one hand coming to settle under to gently pat at a little dragon bum. ]
There you are, little buddy. Now what's a growing boy like you eat for food, anyway?
[ because, sure, why not just ask. ]
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He does take the map. He probably won't be any better at it than Lance was, but he's much more useful holding it than he was holding the babby. Speaking of ... the baby, Lance appears to actually be good with animals. He knows how to hold the hatchling in a comfortable and safe way, at least. ]
Maybe it eats people. [ Now that he's not the one holding it, it's the perfect time to voice out that possibility. The hatchling looks far more comfortable in #2's arms than it was in Chuuya's, but it still appears to be whining for food, and it tugs at Lance's sleeve. ]
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[ lance's experience with animals definitely vary; growing up, he'd definitely been the type to bring home any animal he came across and beg for his parents to let him keep it, to varying degrees of success. he'd had a veritable menagerie of pets throughout the years, though as he'd grown older, and school drew him away, most of his (seemingly endless) energy turned towards his peers (particularly his female peers) instead.
still, he'll always have a soft spot for animals. and his time helping raise his younger siblings is certainly helping out with all this, too. ]
Meat's a pretty good assumption though. [ he starts to look around, venturing off a little ways while he leaves chuuya to deal with the map. ] There's gotta be something around here...
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A lake looks like a lake no matter how you slice it, though. Chuuya points north. ] There. There's a lake upfront. Animals need to drink, right? It'd be easier to find some for our dragon to eat.
[ He doesn't know if Lance has any actual experience with hunting, and Chuuya doesn't himself, but he's ... killed people before. This won't be anything to feel bad about. It's all a simulation, anyway. ] We won't be off track, too.
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but don't think he didn't catch that little bit there, chuuya. "our" dragon, eh? ]
Onward, Chowder! To the lake!
[ babies, as he's learned, loved to be bounced, and so it only makes sense (duh) to gallop all the way towards the lake, yes, complete with horse sounds and everything, because sure that'll totally make sense to a space dragon, why not. ]
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After years of Dazai's torment, Chuuya's quick to pick up when someone is teasing him or being smug at his expense. He totally caught that little smile that Lance had thrown at him, and Chuuya frowns. Did he -- say something wrong? He doesn't have a chance to question it though, because right after, Lance is off being his ridiculous self again. It's good that they're in the middle of a forest with the closest other person probably a dozen yards away. Otherwise, he'd feel embarrassed he even knows this person. The dragon doesn't seem to mind his antics at all, though. It clings onto him, little claws hooking into his clothes. ]
If you trip over a branch, I'm not helping you back up. [ With lesser enthusiasm, Chuuya follows behind lance, pushing away any stray branches and leaves that get in his way. They'll find this lake just meters away from where they were standing. ]
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anyway he scoffs at chuuya's lack of faith. ]
Chowder's noble steed has way more grace than that! [ or something. they get to the lakeshore unscathed at least, and though the hatchling seems intrigued, it also doesn't seem too happy about the idea of no longer being held so securely. once lance attempts to lower the baby dragon to the ground by the water, the little guy wriggles and whines in protest. ]
Aw, don't worry little guy, it's not bad. It's just water!
[ lance looks over his shoulder at chuuya, jerking his head towards the lake. under his breath, ] Show him it's not bad!
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You want me to get into the water? [ Because -- No. Fuck no. He only has one set of clothing right now and he's not about to ruin it. While Chuuya knows that all this is just a simluation, he would still have to endure trudging to the Wyvern camp completely cold and damp if he were to do as Lance wants him to, and Lance can just forget it. ]
Why don't you get in, 'Noble Steed'?
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[ duh. they're obviously not here to give the dragon a bath or anything, but as of right now the baby's got no context for this strange expansive thing, so someone has to show it that it's okay. ]
Unless you want to hold him again?
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The answer is fairly obvious, but that doesn't mean he likes it. ]
Ugh! But only for a second, alright? [ Huffing, he stomps over and takes off his shoes and socks. Then, he steps into the shallow part of the lake, submerging only his feet. ]
There. I did it. Do you see this, you stupid lizard?
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but SUCCESS! chowder seems quite abated by chuuya's bold (?) brave (??) act, and has shifted from terror to now a genuine curiosity. tentatively, chowder shifts in lance's arms to let its tail touch the surface of the water. it's a little cold, but it doesn't seem to mind it that much...
with a soft sound, chowder wiggles enough in lance's arms to plop right out of them and into the water. ]
There you go, buddy! [ lance squats down, using his free hands now to scoop up some of the water and gently splash the hatchling. ] Lap it up, my man, enjoy this.
[ and enjoy it, chowder is. pleased, #2 flashes #1 a thumbs up. success!! ]
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Sheesh. If you were afraid of even water, there's no way you'll survive here on your own. [ And that's ... exactly why it's their quest to bring the hatchling back. Chuuya pls. He pulls up his pant legs, making sure to keep them dry, and watches the dragon explore the water for a few minutes more. Then, he remembers what they had come to do. ]
Let's not get side-tracked. We came to hunt, remember? [ Now he rolls his pant legs up and reaches into his pocket for his knife. ] You ever done this before, Lance?
[ just assume they've already exchanged names pls ]
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[ lance's eyes sweep down to the knife held securely in chuuya's hand, several thoughts flying through his mind in that moment; many of them along the lines of: what the heck where did that even come from how long as he had that?
he glances back down at chowder, wondering if it'd be way too obvious if he were to suddenly to scoop the little hatchling back into his arms right now... ]
Uh — in a video game? Loads of times. In real life? Not... so much.
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