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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
These threads may be carried over as game canon if players choose! Players are encouraged to submit TDM threads as application samples, but they are not required. Please direct any OOC questions to the questions thread below! A Training Module thread of AC length on the TDM may be submitted for 1 NATHA ORBITER REPUTATION POINT after acceptance.
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(Is that how little Overwatch mattered, in the end?)
Always back to a beach vacation, huh? Jack's mouth twitches in slight amusement as he shakes his head. ] Well, I'm sure you'd like that. [ No one should let him out into the sun with his skin uncovered, he might blind someone.
When she suggests he get some rest, he's quick to wave her off. ] Don't think I could fall asleep now if I tried, but if you want to I'll stay here. [ It's not like he really wants to venture out right now anyway. Maybe for a short while they can just stay here, within these four walls, and pretend that everything happening outside of this room isn't there. ]
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[ It's an old joke. Ana doesn't remember the details anymore, just that the three of them had been together. Jack had stripped down and jumped into a river to rescue something - she thinks it was a fawn, because it's the sort of ludicrous thing that needs rescuing when Jack is around. She does remember Jack stepping out of the river with his arms full of some wide-eyed baby animal and the sunlight framing him in gold. Gabriel had said he looked like a parody recruitment poster on a porn website. Ana had taken the poor animal from him, but her only comment had been 'Nice shorts, Jack.'
They'd never let him live it down, but that was just the way Jack was back then. He never hesitated when it came to helping anyone and anything in need. It was why Ana never hesitated to pull the trigger when she had to choose between his life and anyone else's.
She settles back with her sandwich. ] 'How many times do I have to tell you, Ana? I don't sleep. I wait.' [ Doing an impression of Jack's voice really isn't good for her throat. He'd better appreciate it. ]
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Ana's trying to pull Jack Morrison out from the remains of that explosion, and he doesn't have the heart to tell her that he's not sure there's enough left to salvage. She seems to want to be around him all the same, and he isn't going to question it too much.
The impression only causes him to shake his head at her, unimpressed, although there's some softening to his features that's proof enough that Ana's methods are having their intended effect. ]
Well, glad you've figured it out by now. [ For a split second he has the urge to toss a pillow at her, but they're not twenty-somethings anymore. Instead he leans himself back against the wall that the bed is pushed up against. ] Sleep or don't sleep, it's your choice. [ He just knows he isn't going to. ]
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It's strange, not having anything to do. Ana is a sniper, she knows how to be patient, but being idle is something different from that. There's no slowly building payoff, no lead that might tip them off in the middle of the night. There are answers they need to find of course, but they're... different. The whole idea is so strange to grasp it's almost surreal, impersonal.
Ana realizes she's tired after all. It's not the kind of tired that sleep can cure.
Something about having Jack here that makes it alright to let down her guard enough to feel it. ]
Wake me up in an hour?
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But the urgency isn't quite the same as it had been back home, and rest is something that both of them will need eventually. Jack plans to go until his body passes out on him, but he's perfectly willing to keep watch while Ana sleeps.
An hour isn't much, but he won't question it. He nods silently, watching her out of the corner of his eye until her breathing evens out.
He has no idea what the future holds, but it's something they'll tackle together, and that's the most he can ask for. ]