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test drive meme
Waking up is another story. Or maybe it isn’t.
You find yourself in a nondescript room; sometimes with others who have found themselves in the same situation, sometimes alone. A medical tech is always present to explain what’s happened before giving you some clothes, a TAB, and a guide that discusses things in further detail. This entire process also consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health in order to obtain your signature—a specific frequency that will allow them to hone in on exactly where it is you’re from in order to get you back there.You spend your first week on the Ingress Complex while other accommodations and arrangements are made for you.
welcome to thisavrou
escoria
⋆ The boat that eventually comes to your rescue isn’t very big, one of a fleet used to transport visitors from the floating Ingress platform. Only a few passengers are allowed on each one--a maximum of six. The boat’s captain is quite insistent that each group remain small, handing out blankets to those who did not come prepared for the chill. It isn’t too much trouble as there are a great many boats and plenty of natives to pilot them. The weather is cool, the skies are dark with rain that might fall, but for now things seem alright. Leaning out on the rail, you might see some shark-like sea creatures breaching the surface to breathe. Of course, you might also see quicksilver figures darting underneath the water from the corner of your eye, which is then followed by a sharp rocking of the boat. Did something nudge the vessel? Maybe you ought to make sure people stay back from the sides in case they fall in...
⋆ Despite the calm appearance of the sky, the worst has happened. A storm hits at just the right time to drive your boat against one of the multitudinous reefs, roughly jarring its passengers, and then, the waves continue to batter the ship against it until it falls to pieces. You get lucky and find a piece of debris to hold onto to keep your head above the water until the storm passes, although it’s some time before even a calm comes. Once it does, you have to deal with the facts: you’re stranded with minimal supplies, all alone except for the other people who were on board with you when the ship went down in the waves. And what’s worse, the water isn’t getting any warmer. What do you do to survive until help, hopefully, arrives? Will you make an attempt to swim to shore or wait for someone to send another boat?
⋆ The few who manage to weather the storm and make it to one of the few islands of Escoria are, indeed, lucky. What lies beneath the surface of those dark waters is much more dangerous and deadly. Distant cousins of Thisavrou’s native Gorgona of Region Four, these nameless creatures are ruthless as they hunt. They slither the shallow surfaces of the reefs spread out across Escoria, waiting for even the slightest ripple of water to alert them to their prey. At first, looking into the water reveals nothing. Then, the closer these things come to the surface, the faster it begins to change and look as if something familiar, something you long for is calling to you. It can be a person, alive or dead, or it could be something intangible like a goal waiting to be fulfilled or an object waiting to be touched. This is how they lure the unsuspecting below the surface, and once they have their claws in you, it’s very difficult to escape. The urge to be with them is impossibly strong regardless of the fact that no one can hold their breath for that long or survive the deep cold of the water for longer than a few minutes.
Your only chance of escape? Someone who might have noticed that you’d suddenly slipped under without a sound. Or, if by chance, you manage to snap off a piece of the coral in the reefs. It changes with the shape of the holder, and that, if you’re lucky, might be the very weapon that saves you.
FAQ | LOCATIONS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION
WHY HAVE ICE CREAM WHEN YOU CAN BEER
( 200% doesn't believe that but okay she'll go along with you )
Is there anything pressing until then?
NOBODY CALLS HER OUT FOR THAT EITHER IT'S ALWAYS OH PLEASE SHOOT THIS DUDE IN THE FACE
[A few minutes later, there's a familiar tread of heavy boots, and sure enough, Shepard is leaning around the corner.
She gestures around the arrivals processing corridor with a flourish, giving Miranda a rare smile.]
Welcome to Thisavrou.
[beat;]
Still didn't do it.
YOU DUG YOUR HOLE SHEPARD
Shepard--
( ... No. She's already done the blame card, she'll touch the other point )
Where is Thisavrou?
( Not on any map she's ever read )
WELL I'M SORRY FOR BEING SO GOOD WITH GUNS
Thisavrou is a binary system — several multiverses away from our own.
[There's a pause as she exhales through her nose, offering a half-shrug.]
Feel free to laugh, because even I know how insane that sounds. But like it or not — it's the truth.
THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE
But of course, she's just diving in before Miranda gets the chance to even question it. It's Shepard, of course.
And at the explanation. Laugh isn't quite what Miranda would do (though maybe some of their other crazy crew) but... )
I should have upgraded your humour when I rebuilt you.
( Because this is not bloody funny, Shepard. Kidnapping and crazy adventures and god at least Shepard is here so she can have someone to deal with this madness with. When she's not blaming her.
Yeah, Miranda knows that Shepard couldn't, and maybe even wouldn't have done this but it doesn't really help her not be mad. Tell her who to blame, she'd like to have a nice chat with them.
There's a shake of her head before Miranda finally adds: )
I've gotten used to insane. How do we get out of it?
( Because she knows you have to have a plan, Shepard. Even a crazy one. Somehow the crazy ones have worked lately )
YOLO-- WAIT. YOL...T???
You're not going to like the answer.
[Welcome to paradoxical civilian hell, you're trapped, I have to buy groceries and take public transport to work. Dead people keep showing up, and I've successfully kept numerous fish alive for multiple months.
Baby steps.]
We wait.
Each of us was pulled out of our own universes at different times and places — and the Ingress Complex scientists are working to pinpoint theoretical "coordinates" to help send us home. Until then?
[She gives another gesture at the room, this one considerably more sardonic.]
Ta-da.
[Why sugarcoat it? It was a lot to take in, but Miranda, of all people, could probably be trusted to approach the situation pragmatically — hell, it didn't get much more sensible that immediately asking how they were going to break out.]