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animus_network2012-07-02 09:56 am
givesyouaboner) wrote in animus_network2012-07-02 09:56 am
001 [action/text]
Specifically for the occupants of 2-10
[When Dirk awakens and can't move at first, he finds himself panicking. This isn't something that normally happens, so it's a huge relief when he actually is able to move. Immediately, he's able to tell he's not where he should be. His memory is a little hazy due to the fact he's still waking up, but he knows that the last thing he was doing, which certainly wasn't sleeping. Who could sleep when their home was under attack?
The letters he finds answers a few of the initial questions he has, but it leaves a billion more unanswered. His world was destroyed? Given the state it was in, he isn't surprised, but he was supposed to get into the game first. He's pretty sure this isn't it. This is horribly disconcerting, because he can't help but wonder about his friends. Did they make it to safety? Are they here?
After another few moments, he's aware he's not the only person in the room either. Well then.]
...Who are you people.
Network; open.
I'm not entirely sure what is going here, so perhaps someone can shed some light on this situation.
How is it that I've arrived here?
I'm finding the information provided by the welcoming committee highly doubtful for a multitude of reasons that I don't have time to get into at this time.
With that, I'll cut to the chase; in the off-chance that it's actually correct, that my world was destroyed, I must ask.
Does anyone know Roxy Lalonde, Jake English, Jane Crocker and their whereabouts?
[When Dirk awakens and can't move at first, he finds himself panicking. This isn't something that normally happens, so it's a huge relief when he actually is able to move. Immediately, he's able to tell he's not where he should be. His memory is a little hazy due to the fact he's still waking up, but he knows that the last thing he was doing, which certainly wasn't sleeping. Who could sleep when their home was under attack?
The letters he finds answers a few of the initial questions he has, but it leaves a billion more unanswered. His world was destroyed? Given the state it was in, he isn't surprised, but he was supposed to get into the game first. He's pretty sure this isn't it. This is horribly disconcerting, because he can't help but wonder about his friends. Did they make it to safety? Are they here?
After another few moments, he's aware he's not the only person in the room either. Well then.]
...Who are you people.
Network; open.
I'm not entirely sure what is going here, so perhaps someone can shed some light on this situation.
How is it that I've arrived here?
I'm finding the information provided by the welcoming committee highly doubtful for a multitude of reasons that I don't have time to get into at this time.
With that, I'll cut to the chase; in the off-chance that it's actually correct, that my world was destroyed, I must ask.
Does anyone know Roxy Lalonde, Jake English, Jane Crocker and their whereabouts?
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I guess? I mean, I can't really say much about it. [It kind of doesn't exist anymore via meteors from the Reckoning.] It's not like it made our session anymore winnable. [To be honest, he wasn't expecting to be alive either.]
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We haven't even started playing yet. As long as I'm here we don't stand a chance, either.
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As far as I know, time doesn't move anywhere else. Mostly because they're out to convince us all our universes are gone, but what a load of shit that is. Even if time moved outside, it wouldn't make much of a difference. People here arrive at different points, so you couldn't properly guess as to why and how. Maybe one of your session mates will arrive with some sparkling new information about what's going on at home. Wish I could just casually drop all the spoilers, but I still had three years worth of traveling before I made my dramatic arrival.
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That makes this place even more of a hell. But in a way, that's good. If I can get back home I can make things right. Too many things are riding on my shoulders, because we have no choice but to succeed. But for now? I'd be thrilled just knowing my friends are okay.
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If they're not here, then consider them completely fine. They're usually better off back where they're supposed to be than being here. Let's be frank. Here really fucking sucks.
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Yeah. Just when I think it can't get suckier it does, and I've only been here today. Although it means if there's a way to get out of here permanently, anyone would hypothetically be prepared to handle anything.
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We're still trying to figure the whole getting out thing though.
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If a weakness can be found and exploited, that could give us a way out.
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Some of the people who've been here longer found one. We've already ruled out that trying to exploit it is a really terrible fucking idea.
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What happened?
[If it's something as bad as he's assuming it is, he doesn't actually expect Dave to tell him. But if he does, it'd give Dirk a general idea of what he's contending with.]
Do you have any suggestions, then?
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[Dave. The most vague.]
Not at the moment. We've been trying to see if any of the other floors were better than trying to take our chances with the elevator.