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thisavrou_ooc2017-07-18 09:58 pm
tdm 19
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. The techs and others in the facility seem strangely frazzled and tired, but if asked, they reassure you that nothing is wrong, the danger has passed and everyone is all right now.
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
Lucy Stillman (assassin's creed)
Question #1: if you had to pick a fruit to eat, let's say it's one of your favorites, what would it be?
I'm thinking it might be apples for me.
[ See what she did there? ]
Question #2: do they even have fruits here? Fruits you'd find on the planet Earth, I mean. Apples, bananas, oranges, plums and apricots?
( ｉｎｇｒｅｓｓ： ｃｏｍｐｌｅｘ )
[ There's a gap in her memories — something she can't quite remember — a gap in time. No matter how hard she tries, it all comes up blank. Like she's hit a wall at full run or her brain just comes to a screeching halt, minus the squeal of tires on concrete. That's not right.
Seeing as she's never been inside the Animus the way Desmond or Clay's been, she'd have no side effects to time bleeding over from one era into the next. The bleeding effect wouldn't be relevant to her.
Lucy has to wonder if it's this place. They still haven't told her where she is and what this place is. With a shudder she pushes down, the thought of being back in Abstergo comes to her. But even that can't be right.
Unfortunately the bare walls of the room leave her uneasy and remind her of that place, a row of chairs against one side. No windows, no paintings, nothing. Chairs, a door, and...someone else.
Oh good, she's not alone. ]
Kinda makes you wonder what's keeping the welcome wagon.
[Lucy Stillman would love to know; she can't keep her hand covering the unsightly stain of dried blood at her stomach forever. They should be bringing them fresh clothes, at the very least. ]
lucy :D :D :D also network
there are weird alien fruits too which is probably culturally insensitive to say
but they are weird, so
;3
and imitations are better than nothing I suppose
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not to be indelicate
but one looks like a set of cock and balls
not one parts or the other
all three together
also one tastes kind of like chicken even though it's fruit
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chicken fruit, I'm not sure how I feel about that
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there are chicken-things besides the birds
my wife keeps chicken plants in the house
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I haven't even met you and I'm starting to sense a pattern here
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What else?
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ask anyone
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ingress
...? [His head tilts, indicating he doesn't quite understand.] A welcome wagon?
[This coming from a guy who's really tall and looks like he stepped right out of a video game, glowing sigil on his chest and all.]
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It's not literally a wagon. It's more of a reference to a handful of people, maybe two at most, who come to greet you and give you an idea of where to go from here.
[ Or what to do... ]
I'm guessing you're here for the same reason?
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A group, then. [There's a beat before he considers his next words.] What would they want?
[Siegfried furrows his brow at her question, thinking.] I believe so. But I don't know what that reason is.
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Even I'm at a loss, sorry. It's hard to say what's beyond the complex walls.
Maybe we're here to be put to work as slaves for labor. Maybe we're here to help, in some way. But it does make you wonder...
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