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( introlog #5 ) strangerer things
You have spent the last few days on Thesa Station, taking in the knowledge that your world is no more. Perhaps you've made some friends (or maybe an enemy or two). Either way, you aren't expected to spend all of your time on the Station. El Nysa needs you, after all, and you promised you'd help the planet thrive. Are you ready?
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All refugees on the station are called to the hangar where a large-scale teleporter has been set up; everyone will be sent to the planet together. Simply step onto the space between the arrays and wait. Before they depart, all new refugees will be given a starter kit!
You may have heard about earlier technical difficulties, but don't worry. I promise everything is in perfect working order this time. I'd say I tested it myself, but since that's not exactly possible, you'll just have to trust me! (Please.) The older refugees will also be there to guide you to ensure no one is left confused... or behind. Make sure you wait for them — I've been detecting something odd so I'll be having them meet you at the landing site. Good luck, refugees! Not that you'll be needing it or anything... The arrays begin to hum and glow, quickly building into a brilliant wash of light. It creates a column that travels all the way from Thesa Station to the surface of El Nysa. With the night sky as a canvas, the beam can be seen all the way from Olympia and Wyver — a view that has the natives whispering of blessings. As a sudden but beautiful aurora splays across the sky, the refugees down on the planet receive a message asking them to travel to the landing site — and warning them to prepare for what may come of the strange readings Zasere's gotten from the teleport itself. ON A BEAM OF LIGHT ![]()
Traveling through the light leaves the impression of blinding starlight, a strange sense of weightlessness, and a disorienting moment of total sensory deprivation. The radiance of your teleport hangs bright in the sky above you, a shimmering aurora that reflects off the calm waters below, visible for miles all around.
You've landed on a peninsula to the east of the South Outpost. There's little here — scattered trees on spring-barren plains, with a few overgrown, dilapidated structures poking out of the brush. All is quiet save for the keening of animals and the gentle lapping of waves against the shore. This lonely desolation is hardly the bustling cities and vibrant cultures you were promised back on the station... BY CAMPFIRE'S GLOW. But waiting for you is a group of your predecessors, and with them, a veritable tent city, with portable stoves, coolers of food and drink, comfortable bedrolls, and cheerful rings of bonfires — all that you need to make merry of the night, courtesy of Overseer Voss, who has, thanks to his interest in blessed meteorological phenomena and refugees, decided to make a holy expedition of the affair. CLOSE ENCOUNTERS ![]()
Despite going off without hitch, the new refugees' arrival isn't entirely without incident. It seems that the "blessed" beam of light that brought the refugees down to El Nysa brought something else along with it — a sliver of the Storm. At least the beam was short enough that only a small fraction managed to squeeze through.
But it's enough to wreak a little havoc around the landing site and along the road back toward Olympia and Wyver — and even, for a few days, in the cities themselves. THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE. The Storm is an undeniably destructive force, and that's proven with this small sliver's effect as it ripples across the continent. While there's no visible sign of its presence, strange phenomena soon begin to appear, corresponding with Zasere's odd readings. DECISIONS, DECISIONS... ![]()
The time is coming to make a choice — perhaps not a permanent choice, but unless you want to spend the rest of your nights out under the stars, you'll need to pick which city you will initially spend your time in. On the horizon, you will see that people have arrived to help you make that decision...
A FORK IN THE ROAD. Refugees and the hyper-religious wishing to hear Voss speak are not the only ones out and about under the light of the aurora. Citizens of both Olympia and Wyver have flocked to a point on the road midway between the cities and where the refugees have appeared, and they all have the same goal in mind: convincing the newcomers who have just descended in the blessed light of Thesa to come to their city and not the other.You've chosen your path, refugee, but that doesn't necessarily make it a permanent one. Watch out for the strange effects of the Storm, which linger still in the two cities and everywhere in between for the next few days before dissipating just as mysteriously as they came, but otherwise enjoy the welcome and make yourself at home — after all, this is home now. FINAL OOC NOTES
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[ He trots through the grass, natural as anything; this was his home, after all, and he knows it like the back of his hand. He heads for the barn, opens it up, and walks around until he finds a spot and starts clearing away hay to grab at a metal o-ring. ]
In here.
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If you tell me that here's where all the bodies are, I'm going to rethink this whole thing...
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No, it's where my ship is. The one they found me in.
But I didn't know about it until a few years later.
[ He looks down into the darkness and there's a part of him that... isn't looking forward to this and one that is. ]
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[She crouched down a bit, hating this weird schism in how she was thinking of him. This was the man she was in love with, but it was a very hard for her to approach version right now, all big blue eyes and soft cheeks. She wondered if this is what a son of his would look like.
Then she mentally kicked herself for wondering that. That was a stupid thought.]
I don't think that's the kind of 'wrong' I mean. The ship isn't wrong, Clark. It's supposed to be here. In this memory. With you and your mom and this farm. You're supposed to be here. You're not unnatural anymore than an asteroid is. You're just... from out of town.
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Oh.
[ That leaves him looking a little confounded. ]
Um, then, you've got me at a loss. Do you know what to look for?
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I thought I saw something earlier. Out here.
Where the sunset is. Do you see it?
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I think your vision's better than mine. What do you see?
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On the horizon line, or just above it. A crackle line that's a little brighter than everything else.
[ He reaches out a hand to her. ]
I can bring you.
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But they had to get out of here. Or, she did. So she carefully reached down and took his hand, gripping it lightly.]
Okay.
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See it now?
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[Because he wasn't a kid. And this was still weird.]
How about you wait here, and I'll go see if I can't get us out of here.
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[ He, regretfully, lets go of her hand.]
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A ripple. One that wavered out over the sky to make it look like the reflection on a pond. Then again. And again. And she just kept on hitting at it, waiting for the world around them to break and fall away.]
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"Hit it harder!"
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Her hand hurt, but being trapped in here was not an option, so she hit it again. And again. And ag--
The sky shattered around them, the bubble breaking into slivers and wisps. Jessica was thrown off balance as she'd been about to hit the crack again, falling flat on her side on the kitchen floor, the wind knocked out of her as she looked up at the familiar ceiling, relearning how to breathe. "Ow."
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Sorry. I probably should have been helping you.
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You did. You always do. You know that.
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I try to make sure it's the case. Now, are you all right?
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[She swatted at his chest, moving to push herself up. He was making an awful lot of fuss over a stupid trip in the kitchen.]
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I don't think you're made of glass, Jess. But we have no idea what that experience could have done.
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All right. Then... can you tell me what upset you while you were there?
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