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❪ test drive: #1 - the overflow ❫
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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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I grew up pretty sheltered, there's still a lot to my own world that I don't know about. [ The words come simple and with ease, but when she reviews them in her thoughts she comes to the horrifying realization that what she doesn't know about her world will remain a mystery. However she doesn't lose her nerve, demeanor never faltering despite this, and instead offers up a suggestion: ] Have you gone to the mess hall yet? The food there is actually really good!
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she's about to answer, when suddenly the subject is swiftly changed, and alisaie hesitates for a moment, spinning her wheels, then flows into it; far be it for her to pry. ]
Once or twice, yes. Breakfast was.. an adventure. But I suppose the fare is good, yes, at least comparatively.
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[ Thanks a lot zero-g. ]
But I came out of it without any food in my hair, so that's a plus. I'd be stuck trying to wash it out for hours.
[ She then leans a little to the side, looking behind Alisaie. ]
Do you braid your hair?
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[ it was a nighTMARE let her tell you, maple syrup is horribly sticky, and her bangs smelled like pancakes for two days. what a mess.
she's.. never been asked about her hair before, so alisaie looks a little surprised, and she runs her fingers thoughtfully along the long white braid, tugging it over her shoulder. ]
My brother often does it for me. It's difficult to achieve on my own without mirrors.
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Oh, then it might be a little tricky for you. [ Nice observation, Leanne. ] All right! [ She clasps her hands together, smile wide. ] If you say it's hard then that means you need a little help, right? I'll take charge as your personal hair braid... er... until your brother is back.
[ She's... trying. She obviously doesn't have that many female friends because the act of socializing outside from her (very limited) circle remains a struggle. ]
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that offer, though - alisaie looks taken aback, something akin to shocked, even. she's only just met this girl, they've known one another for a handful of minutes, and yet -
.. normally, alisaie would turn down any such bid. to let a veritable stranger touch her hair? perhaps leanne isn't very good at socializing with other girls, but honestly, alisaie isn't either; she was never terribly popular at the studium, sharlayan children tend to be a lofty, condescending sort, and alisaie's blithe and consistent candor didn't earn her very many friends. she's hardly an affectionate sort of girl.
but this offer is so clearly genuine, so shockingly kind that alisaie can't possibly bring herself to say no. she fiddles with the end of her braid. ]
I.. that's very kind of you, thank you.
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But then she thanks her, and she can't help but brighten up. ]
There's no need to thank me, it's the least I can do. We're all in the same situation, so we might as well treat each other right.
[ She extends her hand, holding it out for her to shake. ]
I'm Leanne, by the way.
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but it's.. kind of nice, to have a potential friend, for once. alisaie has close companions, to be sure, comrades in arms who are all but family to her, but that's not what this seems to be shaping up to be. how novel. it helps that leanne seems all but impossible not to like.
with the brief flash of a smile, alisaie extends her own hand as well. ]
Alisaie Leveilleur. A pleasure.
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But that doesn't mean that she can't learn and grow, right? ]
Alisaie, that's different. [ Not meant to come off as an insult of course, she's coming from a place where there's people named Vashyron. ] Hey, why don't we explore a little more together? [ And get away from the angst room. ] There's still a lot of this ship I haven't seen, and it'd be nice to have someone to do it with.
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Of course.
[ it's for the best, anyway; this place is very sad and heavy feeling, too much of a reminder of what's been lost, and more, what yet still hangs in the balance. alisaie turns once more to look upon her brother's cold, sleeping face before she at last moves away. ]
There's no use hanging about here, after all.
[ it's not as if it's going to wake them up. ]