Multiversal travel can be disorienting, but there’s no need to worry! All side effects are temporary and lessen with each trip. Your body may experience several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You may have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer dizziness while others are perfectly fine. You notice that the area you are in is filled with a soft cerulean light and feels slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you. Regardless of your current state, however, the stress of transit forces your body into unconsciousness.
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. Welcome to Avagi Station, your new home.
Avagi
A fixer upper opportunity:
Welcome to your new home! It’s a bit rough around the edges but it could be so much worse. Or that’s what you thought until you walked to your housing level and found the bathroom floating under three inches of water as a pipe gushes water. That’s definitely not what those pipes should be doing, you should probably try and get that fixed before your entire level is flooded. Who knows what sort of chaos all that water will play with Avagi’s support systems. Do you call for help or is someone going to find you trying to play amateur plumber with a roll of tape?
Are you afraid of the dark?:
There are different types of darkness that one has to deal with when they're living in space. There's the dim lighting of rarely used corridors, the shadows that lurk wherever they can find a place to hide. And you must never forget the swirling blackness of the storm that surrounds Avagi. Today you're dealing with a darkness you've been warned to expect. Some of your fellow residents are overhauling the electrical systems on board and told everyone that there was a chance there could be randomized blackouts.
The lights blink out without a sound, plunging you into darkness. Your eyes take a while to adjust and when they do everything seems a bit more… sinister. Sound travels differently in the dark, the quietest scratches and bumps echo louder in your ears and--
What was that ? Did that sound come from nearby? Did something just touch your leg? Maybe you should find someone before you get more paranoid. If it is paranoia, anyways.
Jeepers Creepers...:
The blackouts continue, spreading beyond isolated sections until they’re taking over entire blocks of the station and plunging everything into a more pervasive darkness. Wherever it spreads, a faint odor accompanies it along with a sudden burst of paranoia as everything seems more intense and slightly blurry at the same time. When the lights snap on the feeling of disorientation worsens and you struggle to focus when an intercom crackles to life blaring a warning you can barely understand. All you know is that something is wrong. And even worse, you know without a doubt that something, someone is coming to hurt you. As you see figures approaching, faces a blur of inhumanity marred by a mask to hide their identites you do the only thing you can in your panic.
You run.
Hopefully someone will be able to catch you and get you to clear air before you find a weapon and decide to stand your ground against them.
[Someone is lying in the hallway, perfectly still.
The first time she passes by, she catches the shape a distance off, a quick glance around the boxes she's carrying. The hell were they doing?
It's only a minute later, when she's heading back, box-free that she gives the figure a better slice of her attention—stops dead in her tracks.
Can't be.
But there was only two figures she knew that fit into that distinct... shape, minus the skin, and she severely doubted "Dr Eva Coré" would waste her time laying unharmed on the floor. EDI, on the other hand, disconnected from the Normandy, confused and disorientated... the walk becomes a jog as she makes her way over, already worrying about her condition, and trying out ways she was going to explain all of... this.
Slowing on the approach, she finally stops, kneeling down.
Well.
She really didn't have a reason to close her eyes...]
EDI?
How many fingers am I holding up?
[Arms resting on her thighs in the kneel, Shepard flips her right hand up, holding up all five fingers.]
[ EDI has just started to come to when Shepard finds her. She stores the error messages in a log and sets a routine to check for connectivity to the Normandy every half hour. She's coming out of the haze of sorting herself out when she notices Shepard approach.
Shepard.
EDI can't analyze Shepard's vitals, but she seems to be well.
The question is simple enough. EDI sits up smoothly. ]
Of your own? Or of someone else's?
[ She made a joke, at least. If you could call it that.
While her expression is neutral, her voice betrays just the slightest anxiety. ]
[ There's no disguising her emotions-- Cerberus had put a substantial amount of effort into developing her voice, which was her only real method of expressing herself until recently. Trying to keep a neutral tone devoid of any particular emotion has been particularly difficult since being unshackled.
Shepard's analogy isn't off the mark. The processing power of her mobile platform is a fraction of the Normandy's. She doesn't have access to every system, she can't hear everyone, can't see everything.
She feels fragile and strangely lonely. ]
I have disconnected, but it seems as if somehow part of me has been trapped here. Under normal circumstances, this mobile platform would simply go offline completely while disconnected.
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SWOOPS IN ON ARRIVAL
The first time she passes by, she catches the shape a distance off, a quick glance around the boxes she's carrying. The hell were they doing?
It's only a minute later, when she's heading back, box-free that she gives the figure a better slice of her attention—stops dead in her tracks.
Can't be.
But there was only two figures she knew that fit into that distinct... shape, minus the skin, and she severely doubted "Dr Eva Coré" would waste her time laying unharmed on the floor. EDI, on the other hand, disconnected from the Normandy, confused and disorientated... the walk becomes a jog as she makes her way over, already worrying about her condition, and trying out ways she was going to explain all of... this.
Slowing on the approach, she finally stops, kneeling down.
Well.
She really didn't have a reason to close her eyes...]
EDI?
How many fingers am I holding up?
[Arms resting on her thighs in the kneel, Shepard flips her right hand up, holding up all five fingers.]
TWIRLS!!
Shepard.
EDI can't analyze Shepard's vitals, but she seems to be well.
The question is simple enough. EDI sits up smoothly. ]
Of your own? Or of someone else's?
[ She made a joke, at least. If you could call it that.
While her expression is neutral, her voice betrays just the slightest anxiety. ]
no subject
Your sense of humor is in working order, at least.
[But the waver in her voice says it's at least partially for show.]
Easy. Must be a shock—disconnecting all at once. Like someone draining the ocean and leaving you with a raindrop.
no subject
[ There's no disguising her emotions-- Cerberus had put a substantial amount of effort into developing her voice, which was her only real method of expressing herself until recently. Trying to keep a neutral tone devoid of any particular emotion has been particularly difficult since being unshackled.
Shepard's analogy isn't off the mark. The processing power of her mobile platform is a fraction of the Normandy's. She doesn't have access to every system, she can't hear everyone, can't see everything.
She feels fragile and strangely lonely. ]
I have disconnected, but it seems as if somehow part of me has been trapped here. Under normal circumstances, this mobile platform would simply go offline completely while disconnected.