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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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These invasive thoughts haven't haunted Yamagi in months. The descend on him now with the harshness of Earth's sun and he feels his stomach drop.
He can't breathe.
His fingers bunched in the soft material of Shino's shirt, blood draining from his lips as he forces air past them, forcing the words out with them.]
We're going together, right?
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He can feel the sudden tenseness in Yamagi's body and he tries not to frown. He jostles him a bit on purpose and smiles with some hardwired form of determination. ]
You think I'm going anywhere without you? I haven't even got my date yet!
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You were gone for a while. ["Gone" is an acceptable substitute to floating in pieces in space. A merciful one, even. His fingers steal what warmth they can pressing against Shino's chest, ascertaining, again and again, that he's still there.]
You think one date is going to make up for all the waiting I did?
You owe drinks and dinner, mister. Per date!
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Jeeez, I'm gonna have to work up a good allowance, huh? Cause I want a whole bunch of dates! If it's been that long, I should be backstocked on them now, right?
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That doesn't sound quite right.]
You might even have to fight guys off me.
[He could make him laugh now, as an equal, he hopes, reaching for that place beyond chaste fondness, pushing the hammering of his own heart farther into the dark.]
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He lets a snort of laughter leave his nose and a smirk stay on his face. ]
Yeah, well, I'll definitely hit a guy that gets on your nerves, that's for sure.
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But it's Shino. It's always been Shino, a comfortable presence in his heart even in the face of flattery and invitations. It's Shino, now, warm and alive and not at the risk of leaving him for the next few minutes.
The euphoria of having him back is only dulled by the anticipation of loss all over again.]
Every guy, Shino. Make up for the lost time.
[This time, he's the one to give him an approximation of a winning smile, resting the side of his head against his shoulder.]
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Ehh? What am I now, a hired fist? Hehe, but I'll do it. I can't say no to a face like that.
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[And Yamagi can't keep a straight face, mouth in a serious line, at a compliment like that. He's flown under Shino's flirtatious radar long enough enough, accepting the playfulness with grudging gratitude before. Something stirs in his chest, long squashed and smothered to make living bearable and comfortable. Hope.]
What, really?
[He's seventeen, fifteen, fourteen again and it's almost as if he hasn't lived these past five years.]
You think so?
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[ he's joking mostly. He just can't let opportunities to tease pass him by. ]
Of course I do! Weren't you the guy who just said he was super popular? After all... I didn't ask you out that day just for your sake.
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Maybe I'm popular for my brain. [He pokes Shino's collar more to make sure he's real, that he's still there, than to tease.] And not for--what did Eugene call it?--my baby blues.
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[ He stands upright and speaks matter of factly as he's prodded for authenticity. ]
The reason they're coming over to you is that face. Not like they can see those smarts.
[ And then he perks up wholly. ]
Oh! Hey, look! I didn't get lost after all. Pretty sure my room's somewhere over here.
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The smile blinds him--and Yamagi doesn't realize how much he's missed it until it's coupled with the shining mischief in Shino's eyes, bringing his entire face to life. He gives a cursory look at the line of what he assumes act as identical sliding doors, swinging his legs experimentally. He probably could have float walked on his own half a conversation ago.
He's loathe to inspire anything that would make Shino put him down.]
Maybe you should have drawn an X on the door.