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Entry tags:
- !event,
- "todd",
- agent north dakota,
- alex shepherd,
- alex summers | au,
- annie cresta,
- captain jack sparrow,
- carolyn fry,
- charles xavier | au,
- dave strider,
- dr. elizabeth "betty" ross,
- eridan ampora,
- feferi peixes,
- heather mason,
- hikaru sulu (xi),
- irene adler,
- james t. kirk (xi),
- jane shepard,
- jesse pinkman | au,
- john watson,
- john watson | au,
- josias st. john,
- knives chau,
- kurt hummel,
- libby,
- matthew keller,
- miles edgeworth,
- netherlands,
- niall o corcoráin,
- percy jackson,
- red scout,
- richard b. riddick,
- robb stark,
- rory williams,
- roxanne ritchi,
- russia (ivan braginski),
- sawyer "soysauce" sciarrino,
- statsraaden,
- tali'zorah vas normandy,
- tate langdon,
- topher brink,
- zatanna zatara
03 ▒ EVENT: STRELA OUTPOST ▒ ASSIMILATION
CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: Strela Outpost.
WARNINGS: Mind horror, hivemindery, etc.
SUMMARY: Communal brainwashing.
NOTES: Divided by locations; players are free to indicate which day/stage, and to begin new subthreads wherever they'd like!
LOCATION: Strela Outpost.
WARNINGS: Mind horror, hivemindery, etc.
SUMMARY: Communal brainwashing.
NOTES: Divided by locations; players are free to indicate which day/stage, and to begin new subthreads wherever they'd like!
| Looks like the authorities have apprehended you and have brought you in for processing. After being forced to wait in the waiting room, you're brought to the assimilation room - a terrible white cell, where you're trapped for hours, sentenced to be slowly stripped of your individuality. |
no subject
His voice is absent, not really focused on the other any more -- more intent on trying to quickly map the area in his head.
"Problem is rather more with my centre of balance and my vision."
As if on cue he squints, shakes his head a little and rubs at his eyes.
"Certainly I can run, how straight a line I can run in and how long before I lose my feet is another question entirely. If all else fails I shall have to hope for the best in that respect."
Niall wets his lips, holds out a hand to try and assess how steady he is -- focusing to see if he can keep a shake from it. Almost, but not quite. If he'd had time to rest, eat or drink something maybe and renew himself. All he can do is grin and bear it now.