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theguidinghand) wrote in ataraxionlogs2012-05-07 10:49 pm
Entry tags:
- !jump,
- "todd",
- adrian veidt,
- alayne stone,
- alex summers,
- alice hamilton,
- am,
- anne marie cunningham,
- aragorn,
- ariadne,
- artemis,
- arthur,
- asato,
- asha greyjoy,
- atton rand,
- bass,
- bela talbot,
- bran stark,
- brian kinney,
- bruce banner,
- caprica six,
- caroline forbes,
- castiel,
- cat,
- cave johnson,
- charlotte "chuck" charles,
- chase kilgannon,
- chell,
- cheshire,
- christian,
- damon salvatore,
- dean winchester,
- dee laytner,
- dirk strider,
- dist,
- dominick cobb,
- dr claire saunders (whiskey),
- eames,
- elle bishop,
- eridan ampora,
- errol partridge,
- finnick odair,
- gabriel "chapel hill" sinclair,
- gabriel "sylar" gray,
- garry,
- georgette "buffy" meissonier,
- godric,
- hal 9000,
- hallah "aberdeen" tawse,
- hatter,
- hayley stark,
- haymitch abernathy,
- heather mason,
- hikaru sulu (xi),
- ian "dundee" malone,
- ianto jones,
- irene adler,
- irene adler (2009),
- isaac clarke,
- isaac mendez,
- jack harkness,
- jack kelly,
- jade curtiss,
- jaime lannister,
- james moriarty,
- james t. kirk (xi),
- jane foster,
- jarvis,
- jason "red hood" todd,
- jaye rinnark,
- jeff "joker" moreau,
- jenna sommers,
- john "oxford" buchanan,
- john shepard,
- john watson,
- jonathan crane,
- jules "starling" grumley,
- justin taylor,
- kaidan alenko,
- kaldur'ahm,
- kara "starbuck" thrace,
- katherine pierce,
- katniss everdeen,
- konoe,
- lawrence crock,
- leonard "bones" mccoy (xi),
- mallorie "mal" cobb,
- margaret "peggy" carter,
- mary winchester,
- mason lockwood,
- max guevara,
- megamind,
- murphy pendleton,
- natasha romanoff,
- nathan petrelli,
- neal caffrey,
- nepeta leijon,
- netherlands,
- niklaus mikaelson,
- october bantum,
- peeta mellark,
- pepper potts,
- peter petrelli,
- petyr baelish,
- quinn fabray,
- ratchet,
- raven darkholme,
- remus lupin,
- rey,
- richard b. riddick,
- robb stark,
- ros,
- roxanne ritchi,
- roy harper,
- russia (ivan braginski),
- sam winchester,
- santana lopez,
- sawyer "soysauce" sciarrino,
- sherlock holmes,
- simon silverton,
- sirius black,
- skulduggery pleasant,
- statsraaden,
- stefan salvatore,
- superboy,
- tali'zorah vas normandy,
- tate langdon,
- taylor "tyke" kee,
- teagan,
- theon greyjoy,
- timothy "red robin" drake wayne,
- tommy conlon,
- tony stark,
- topher brink,
- tyler lockwood,
- wesley gibson,
- wheatley,
- yoite
SIXTH WAVE
CHARACTERS: Everyone
LOCATION: Gravity Couch Room
WARNINGS: Possible swearing, possible violence, implied (and possibly explicit) nudity.
SUMMARY: Another month, another jump, another round of new faces.
NOTES: Yep, we're continuing the tradition of re-hashing the game premise.
---
You wake up in darkness.
There's a breathing tube jammed down your trachea, and you're suspended in a tube of clear blue fluid. Upon registering your level of consciousness, the gravity couch drains the fluid surrounding you and retracts the breathing apparatus; the doors in front of you open, and you're deposited on the floor of a stark, sterile medical bay.
You are not alone.
There are others who have come before you, others who are awakening beside you. Some may be familiar to you, perhaps even friends. Others have much less amiable plans. Some are merely alien and inexplicable, but there are always those who might mean you harm.
After you catch your breath and your vision returns, you notice a number on the inside of your forearm. Maybe it's a familiar number. Maybe it means something. Maybe it's just a number. But the number—completely unique to you—is a tattoo, and it does not come off.
If you enter the room adjacent to the medbay, you will find a small locker with your number on it, surrounded by rows upon rows of identical lockers. Inside, you will find a few of your personal items, a communications device, and a ship's uniform in your exact size. The comms device is fully powered and connects directly to the ship's network; it's your only means of communication beyond physical conversation. Upon turning the device on, a neutral, automated voice will say, "Please take the blue lift to the passenger quarters." Any other attempts at communicating with the rest of the network are met only with static.
This is your welcome party.
LOCATION: Gravity Couch Room
WARNINGS: Possible swearing, possible violence, implied (and possibly explicit) nudity.
SUMMARY: Another month, another jump, another round of new faces.
NOTES: Yep, we're continuing the tradition of re-hashing the game premise.
---
There's a breathing tube jammed down your trachea, and you're suspended in a tube of clear blue fluid. Upon registering your level of consciousness, the gravity couch drains the fluid surrounding you and retracts the breathing apparatus; the doors in front of you open, and you're deposited on the floor of a stark, sterile medical bay.
There are others who have come before you, others who are awakening beside you. Some may be familiar to you, perhaps even friends. Others have much less amiable plans. Some are merely alien and inexplicable, but there are always those who might mean you harm.
After you catch your breath and your vision returns, you notice a number on the inside of your forearm. Maybe it's a familiar number. Maybe it means something. Maybe it's just a number. But the number—completely unique to you—is a tattoo, and it does not come off.
If you enter the room adjacent to the medbay, you will find a small locker with your number on it, surrounded by rows upon rows of identical lockers. Inside, you will find a few of your personal items, a communications device, and a ship's uniform in your exact size. The comms device is fully powered and connects directly to the ship's network; it's your only means of communication beyond physical conversation. Upon turning the device on, a neutral, automated voice will say, "Please take the blue lift to the passenger quarters." Any other attempts at communicating with the rest of the network are met only with static.
no subject
Considering much of her species doesn't even survive to adulthood (and usually meet a violent end either at the hands of other trolls or their lususes), blood tests probably wouldn't be of much use. Also, as she said, she totally grew up in a cave. Not exactly a model for normality.
"He's, um..." She glances around the crowded room, but doesn't immediately find him. "Not sure. But if you message him, he'll respond! And I think he hangs out in the med bay, so he might be there."
no subject
"I can message people on the device here? Do they have email addresses or is simply knowing their name sufficient?" Buffy's still feeling rather overwhelmed, but having a plan of action does help a little.
no subject
"I've found that asking fur their name is enough," she explains patiently. It wasn't too long ago that Nepeta herself was in Buffy's shoes. Considering that Nep's life consisted of having her planet destroyed by a video game and hiding from a murderous dog guy with god powers on a meteor, and even she was astounded when she arrived on the Tranquility, she can't imagine how hard it must be for other people to cope with the sudden change.
"Mine's Nepeta, by the way! You'll purrobably recognize me on the network from my green text, heh."
no subject
"In that case I'll keep an eye out for green. I really appreciate you taking the time to explain some of the things to me." Buffy's stepping back now, ready to find that doctor and get settled here, for whatever value of settles that's even achievable.