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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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They walk like that for a while, in silence, and it seems to drag on given the lack of conversation. Every now and then JJ will spot something he finds interesting, nudging Chuuya to take a look, but without the ability for speech the interactions usually end there. If nothing else however, at least they're not attacked by any more bees.
But eventually, JJ's patience runs out, and he's about to call it quits, grabbing Chuuya by the elbow and gesturing to the ground.
He doesn't know how important this hat is, but he wants a break. ]
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He cocks and brow when they step, and he - once again - has to play charades with this guy whose name he can't even make out. ] What? Something on the floor?
[ There's nothing on the floor -- Oh. ] You wanna rest?
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Chuuya's hat is nowhere in sight, so JJ reaches over to hold a hand over the other man's head, flowers appearing out of thin air in his palm and falling over Chuuya's head: roses, hydrangeas, peonies and gardenias.
Flowers weren't necessarily JJ's thing outside of bouquets, but some of the other skaters enjoyed being showered in them after a competition. ]
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There's a sound of complaint as Chuuya is pulled down, but he can tell that JJ's asking him to rest as well, and that sort of sentiment isn't something he's going to react violently to. Begrudgingly, he plops down onto the grass, resting his chin in his hand and his elbow against his knee. They coudl have had another few minutes of quiet sitting if not for what JJ does next --
And this is such a surprise his eyes go wide. He blinks, stunned, and reaches up to touch the flowers now resting in his red hair. ] Is this how you attracted all those bees? What a troublesome power.
[ He feels the petals again, and takes a whiff of the fresh fragrance. ] Were you ... trying to cheer me up?
[ ???????? how is this actually happening ]
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But JJ has to admit that the flowers actually do suit Chuuya pretty nicely, the colours and petals suiting his hair. He really outdid himself with this flower business.
The question about the bees gets him to laugh (it's funny now that it's in the past), and he nods. To be honest, he just wanted Chuuya to sit down, but he didn't want the other man to think he was a quitter.
Before can think about resuming their search then, he reaches out to take one of his hands, holding it palm up so that he can trace a "J" on it twice before pointing to himself.
It's pretty ridiculous that they've gone this long without Chuuya figuring out what his name is. ]
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The whole scene is a little abstract when he thinks about it, to be sitting around on the grass so casually with a stranger and wearing flowers in his hair. It's just not the kind of situation he expects himself to end up in.
Chuuya glances down at what JJ's writing into his hand. Though he never went to school, he does know enough English to name the alphabet. ] "JJ" ... Are those your initials? Or is that what you want me to call you?