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Zhautas ([personal profile] zhautasmods) wrote in [community profile] sexyspace2019-01-24 08:00 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME #8

Awakening
Artificial lights assault your eyes. It takes a few blinks for them to adjust properly. Quiet mechanical whirs and clicks sound in the small, sparse space that you had likely been corralled into before being put to sleep for the long journey. As grogginess fades away and lucidity starts to take hold, you begin to remember where you are and why you’re here on this spaceship thousands of lightyears away from home and perhaps everything and everyone you’ve ever known.

The multiverse is sick. It’s dying. And it’s up to you to save it. Or, at least, that’s what the Zenith Corporation had told you when they announced their search for a cure across the multiverse. They hand-picked individuals to be "volunteers" for the next stage of experimentation. Maybe they made it sound dire, maybe you already had your mind set on helping, or maybe the exact specifications of how you could help were vague. Considering the alternative was wasting away on your home planet with no promise of when this cure might actually come to fruition, it ultimately wasn’t much of a choice either way.

Everything comes to life the more awake that you start to feel. "Good morning, volunteer," sounds a synthetic, masculine voice in your ear. That must be one of the fancy features they advertised about the chip that was injected just beneath your skin. "About time you woke up." A projected HUD above your torso displays and scrolls through several readings about the state of your being. "A scan of your vital signs show that everything is functioning as normal." There’s a small pause. "Oh, actually- Nevermind, that's probably fine." The sense of dread that follows that misleading phrase is accompanied by a light chime. "Emotional responses are still accurate, too. Good to know." Without any further explanation or allowing for protest, he continues on. "Hopefully, you aren't too sore after sleeping that long. We’ll be descending to planet #05031941 - common name designated as Zhautas - in approximately three hours. There will be a brief orientation for all volunteers shortly after landing. In order to stimulate what little brain activity you have, I suggest visiting the museum for a relaxing bit of artistic appreciation."

If you have any questions, make sure they're worth my time. My name is R.Y.U.O. and on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re glad to have you aboard.
Artistic Endeavours
There's a whole array of colored lines for volunteers to follow these days. Red lights lead the way to the gym, green is where you'll find the garden, blue will be your path to the pool, orange is where the food court is, aqua is how you find the aquarium, grey will lead you to spa, moss green leads the way to the obstacle course, and now added on is hot pink for the museum. That might seem like a strange color for it... but it'll make sense soon enough!

As always, the color o҉s҉t҉i҉g҉n҉u҉h҉ is- Wait, what do you mean the color o҉s҉t҉i҉g҉n҉u҉h҉ is so bright it's searing your eyes? Huh. That's weird. Maybe the replacement light they made was the wrong kind. Oh, well. They’ll fix that for the next trip. For now, don’t worry about it. It probably didn’t lead to anything important anyway!

  1. While the staff are helpful, many of them seem to be defeated. There's an unmistakable melancholy in the air. If anyone tries to ask, they reassure volunteers that everything is fine. Still, the moment that anything goes wrong or they can't exactly answer a question it's clear that they grow even more self-conscious. Just what's going on around here?

    They won't say. Maybe one or two might eventually let it slip that the Zenith Corporation isn't especially happy lately with a wanted criminal still at large on Zhautas that seems to be terrorizing Zenith at every turn. Her name is Hoshiko and she's a pirate that is capable of escaping every attempt Zenith has made so far to apprehend her. Recently, she caused quite a bit of destruction and caused Zenith to lose their good standing in some parts of Zhautas. Still, try not to worry about it too much. Oh, and, don't tell their boss that they let you know this. They technically weren't supposed to.


  2. As you draw closer to museum, some soothing music begins to play through the halls. It's supposed to get volunteers really in the mood for the museum, if you know what they mean. That's because it isn't your typical museum, of course. If you were one of the few that didn't really know the details of why you were coming here in the first place, you'll definitely know now when it's all out on display.

    "Do make sure not to inappropriately touch anything," says R.Y.U.O. flatly. Metal flooring changes to marble beneath your feet upon stepping into a large museum. The emphasis of these exhibits is sex. That is obvious in the statues and diagrams of alien creatures and their mating rituals. There are also flower bouquets that look oddly phallic (or are made out of condoms). That's one way to get creative! Additionally, there are paintings of nature from Nevrione that look like genitalia both human and not and is meant to be symbolic of sex being intrinsic to a natural way of life.


  3. Don't worry, they'll have places that you can sneak away if it gets to be a little overwhelming. The museum has a lounge of plush, red chairs to sink into if all those racy exhibits prove to be a bit too much. Upon tilting your head back to relax, however, you might just notice the suspension ropes hanging from the ceiling. Or maybe it's the man wearing the zipper mask sitting across the way that catches your eye instead.

    Oh, whoops- Looks like you might have gotten turned around at some point. This isn't the lounge at all. This is actually the kink section of the museum. There's a wide range of exhibits here that are all about the harder kinks out there across the multiverse. There are informational pamphlets and explanations of things you might have never heard of or thought of doing. Of course, if you want to keep them for reference for later... you're more than welcome to!

    In trying to leave, you might find yourself walking through a mirror maze instead. If you're wondering how this is sexy, well- Just use your imagination! Or read the nearest informational sign that reads about how masturbating or having sex in front of a mirror can be a kink for some people. That works too!

  4. This museum never seems to end. In this next part, there's a gathering of people with fancy pens and sketchbooks. It looks like perhaps an art class is in session. Whether you decide to stay and see what they might be painting or choose not to disturb and attempt to go along your way, you'll be addressed suddenly by a large mustached man with six eyes and three pairs of spectacles. "You there!" he suddenly beams. "Yes, you, the- What species are you again? Oh, it doesn't matter." He clicks his mandibles and smiles (or the closest thing to it) as his fuzzy claws rub together idly.

    "I'm glad you could make it," he continues on, despite any protests you might make. "But you're wearing far too much for this modeling session!" Modeling session? What in the world is he going on about? You didn't sign up as a model for anything! Any protests you make die on your lips as he talks over you and tugs you towards a dressing room in the back of the studio. "Hurry now, we only have a set amount of time before orientation and landing! These people are eager to draw a, mm. Whatever you are!" He'll get it eventually. "There's a towel in case you're a little shy but it'll need to be removed once you're on the podium."

    With that, he leaves you alone to get undressed. Maybe you decide to roll with it! Why not go bare for all to see and sketch? It's a once in a lifetime opportunity and you'd be helping out some very nice art students. Or maybe not. In that case, it seems you're not the only one that got roped into this impromptu nude modeling session unawares. There are likely other volunteers just as confused and looking for help. Perhaps together you can convince this guy he's got the wrong person... or even find the actual model. Better hurry though! The teacher isn't a patient man and there's no doubt he'll be asking where you are before long.
Orientation

Shortly after landing, an announcement is made to everyone aboard the ship. It’s time to find your way to the amphitheater for orientation. If anyone gripes, they are reminded that it has mandatory safety information that the Zenith Corporation is legally required to cover. In fact, there's even a quiz at the end to make sure you understand all the technical ins and outs! The Zenith Corporation only has your best interests at heart. They also can’t afford another lawsuit or PR nightmare but who can, really? It’s only a half an hour long and R.Y.U.O. tells everyone that, while boring, it is mandatory by law so you best pay attention.
  1. Are you way too cool for school? If you try to play hooky, the crew members of the spaceship are already on guard. You're not the first one to try this and they doubt you'll be the last. Try as you might to super sleuth your way around, there’ll be someone at apparently every single twist and turn.

    It’s also very likely that in scrambling to find a place to hide, you’ll run into someone else breaking the rules! Perhaps great minds think alike and you decide to try to defy the system together. Or maybe they’re totally just getting in your way and you decide instead to throw them to the wolves to give yourself a better chance at escaping the certain boredom that is an informational seminar. The choice is yours, volunteer!

  2. Whether you come to the orientation willingly or are dragged in by one of the staff, you’ll quickly realize just how right R.Y.U.O. was. This is the most boring thing you've ever sat through. A half an hour feels almost like ten hours instead. The last time you checked your watch, it was somehow later than when you check it now. Is time going backward? It sure seems like it the longer you listen to the monotone voice read over colored flavor text clearly meant to engage but missing its mark stupendously. Even the motivation of a quiz at the end that needs to be passed in order to disembark seems to do little to nothing for your dwindling attention span.

    Finally, there’s a break in the bureaucratic monotony. The faceless, droning voice announces an additional seminar from The Zenith Corporation! In light of some recent... issues, they're really trying to promote their volunteer program as something beneficial for the multiverse but also for you! Despite what you might hear from established volunteers, they really do have your best interests at heart and want your help to succeed in curing this disease.

    It's all very touching, isn't it? How much they care? Maybe you buy into it and think, wow! I'm really helping to save the multiverse. Or maybe it reads like try hard propaganda to get you to see them as the benevolent ones when they're not actually as good as they seem. After all, if established volunteers are having problems that they feel the need to point out- Isn't that just a little bit suspicious, maybe?

    "Thank you, Zenith," the voice says, level and not giving anything away. "Wasn't that informative! Volunteers, what do you think about the topic of Zenith's operations here on Zhautas? Discuss amongst yourselves!"

  3. Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.

    It isn't too hard. Or maybe it is. Perhaps it's just the pressure that you only have fifteen minutes to complete it. What was the professor's first name again? How many research facilities are there on the planet? Staff are scrutinizing your every move now, it feels like. Do you take the risk and try to whisper for help to the person next to you? Pass notes? Do what you must to succeed! ...Or you can just shamefully take the quiz again and again and again until they're legally obligated to let you off board.
NEVRIONE (JAN 24th - FEB 17th)
Finally, it's time to disembark on Zhautas. Instead of stepping into a tropical paradise, however, volunteers are greeted by the crisp winter air and crunch of ice and snow beneath their shoes. Welcome to Nevrione! Even if it isn't quite as warm as you were hoping, in more ways than one.

  1. Volunteers will be dropped off at the outskirts of the city of Heawood. It's unfortunately seen better days. The forest is in shambles compared to what was advertised. It looks like there was a large battle here recently and, well, you wouldn't be wrong! If you ask anyone, they'll talk about the recent troubles they'd had. Something about a space pirate causing a scene and destroying a Zenith outpost, the native gods being summoned to defend the country, and... those gods being killed. It sounds like a lot happened in this country before your arrival and now everyone is left to pick up the pieces.

    While volunteers were initially greeted with open arms a couple months ago, the reception that this group gets will be as cold as the snow outside. The locals don't seem too pleased about the idea of more off-worlders coming into their home and potentially making things worse. Of course, not everyone feels this way, but a large majority of the population do. It might make it hard to get directions or learn more about the local culture when they aren't really willing to share. Sorry, volunteers! The Zenith Corporation actually says that you'll be leaving soon so it's likely better that you won't have the chance to get too attached.

  2. Suddenly, R.Y.U.O. turns on one of the newer features to help volunteers cheer up a little. Don't say he never did anything for you. Someone next to you might sprout cat or dog ears. Don’t mind if you get knocked in the face suddenly by someone’s new butterfly wings. It happens! It’s also possible they take on the long whiskers of a Coeurl or plumage of a Chocobo or other animals entirely unfamiliar to some. Either way, everyone just got a lot more animal-like. While it doesn’t look exactly like the natives, it does bring a smile to the faces of the locals and they seem a bit more generally receptive to the people waltzing into their homeland.



    This feature is extremely customizable. Volunteers can toggle it off if they don’t want it at all. Additionally, they can have as many or as few animal features as they’d like. They can also change what creature they’d like to take after with just a thought! The only limitation seems to be that they can only appear as one animal at a time.

    While all the add-ons seem to be mostly for aesthetic, it is a lot of fun to play around with!


  3. In Nevrione the current seasons is clearly Winter. All the leaves have been raked up and used for other things. What's left of the trees are barren and without leaves. It really does make everything look a little more bleak. What a shame that volunteers aren't getting to see it at its most beautiful.

    Of course, just because there isn't a lot of growth doesn't mean that there isn't any. There's actually a winter plant that seems to be just about everywhere and one that people will know- it's mistletoe! It isn't called that here, of course, but it still has the same tradition as on earth. Two people that are caught underneath it should kiss. This can be as platonic, or not, as you want it to be. Even hugs are acceptable, really! Just as long as you share a little bit of affection or intimacy with the other person, it's said to be good fortune for ringing in the new year. The people of Nevrione sure do love their good fortune, don't they?

    Of course, this plant comes with a catch. You'll find yourself stuck in some way if you don't participate in the custom. It's a little trick that the Selva - the resident fairy folk - play for when they hibernate during the winter. These creatures never seem to stop causing mischief. So, if you don't feel the love... then you're going to get stuck until you do! This doesn't have to be physically either. You could be stuck on a decision you're trying to make, on a question that was asked of you, or any number of things. The point is though, you'll be stuck on it until someone kisses or hugs some sense into you again.
MAIN RESEARCH FACILITY (FEB 18th & ON)
Or maybe you're part of a later group that ends up transported straight to the island instead. Stepping into a tropical paradise as promised is pretty nice! Despite the fact that it's only the beginning of the year here and technically winter, the main research facility is nestled on a comfortable little island that doesn't change temperature too much throughout the year.

  1. They were supposed to have everyone's rooming assignments ready. Unfortunately, R.O.S.I.E. has only just recently woken up and it slipped through the cracks. Honestly, she thought she had more time! She's had so much to catch up on after spending so long non-operational. While apologetic, it doesn't change the fact that you're out of a room for now.

    Due to their error, the Zenith staff do their best to make volunteers feel at home... outside. The weather is nice, they have perfectly good (aphro-laced!) tents for use, and why not? This an adventure, right? What's more adventurous than sleeping out under the stars on a whole new world? It's like something right out of your imagination! However they sell it to you, they sell it very well. Even if you are upset, your complaints seem to fall on deaf ears after a certain point and you might just have to accept defeat.

    At least R.O.S.I.E. has the courtesy to project a movie for everyone to watch during the evening before lights out. This one was selected by R.Y.U.O., the other A.I. that you might hear from time to time now that he's been a bit more involved. It's a classic and he's going to be disappointed if you don't appreciate its subtly and charm.

  2. During the night, you'll realize you're not alone. It's quiet, at first, but then a noise comes from out in the dark. It sounds again louder and very close by. A clear, audible-

    Ribbit. A brightly colored frog is sitting just outside your tent (or by your side, if you chose to make do without!) and blinks once you notice it. It gives a little hop, another croak, and then snatches whatever food you might have leftover from dinner. It undulates violently soon as it eats any scraps lying around then pops apart and suddenly there's two.

    If you don't want to end up overrun, you might need to put your food away! Maybe this is why you were told it wasn't good to keep it out. If you try to touch the frog to remove it, however, there's a sudden buzz in your ear and a light chime before R.O.S.I.E. speaks gently, "I wouldn't touch that if I were you. It's toxic to most species! You're going to have to find another way to get this little guy out of your space."

    "Are there any sticks around? Maybe you could ask your neighbor!"


  3. "Do you like the stars?" asks R.O.S.I.E. in the dead of night. Don't worry, she won't ask if you're asleep! In fact, it seems like she might be contacting the insomniacs or those that are having trouble specifically. An A.I. doesn't need to sleep, but it does get lonely it seems.

    She guides volunteers out to a nice viewing spot, but also warns of the jungle's dangers. If you happen to see any red eyes staring back at you in the dark, steer clear. They don't seem especially aggressive lately but demons are still bad news. But hopefully, the view of a spectacular crescent moon and stars freckling the inky black sky make up for any feelings of uncertainty you might still have, or at the very least provide a distraction from whatever has your mind keeping you from falling asleep.

    "You should make a wish," she encourages. Though, of course, you're not the only one she directed this way so your wish might not be as secret as you're hoping it to be if you say it aloud.


Network/Bangr

During all the goings-on, R.Y.U.O. will prompt you to set up your presence on the network. Pick a username, a profile picture, and commence to shitposting immediately if you so desire! Additionally, if you want to get a headstart on your contribution to the volunteer program, why not set up your Bangr? R.Y.U.O. even has an icebreaker question ready for you! They change every month. This month's question is:

What's your favorite season to have sex and why?*
(*Despite what you might actually put, know that R.Y.U.O. is a little bored. What you wrote might not actually be what's displayed! I.E., you can totally use this as a misfire type deal in case your character wouldn't answer this question.)


bangr
Professor Quintalian | 35
What's your favorite season to have sex and why?
I'd have to say that winter is my favorite, actually. There's just something so nice about cuddling up next to someone who's warm and comfortable during the colder months of the year.

YES
NO


BANGR CODE


PLEASE NOTE: This BANGR code is the COMMENT-FRIENDLY version, there is a separate code for entries! If you're testing this code before posting it here please do so in a comment to an entry for accuracy!

Extra Notes

  • Remember that all prompts are OTA! It can now be assumed that after the ship lands, current volunteers in-game were able to board and hang-out for a little bit before it leaves again! That means established volunteers can welcome new members, show them around parts of the ship they're familiar with, and explore new areas that weren't open during their own arrival! Only new volunteers will be taking the orientation quiz, but established volunteers are free to peek inside the room or try to help with the quiz!

  • A reminder that the TDM can be considered game canon and timeline-wise the TDM takes place on the 8th when the arrival ship arrives, as shown on the calendar. As always, current players may top level, if they so choose!

  • Going into FEBRUARY, we will be continuing our APPLICATION CAP OF FORTY (40).
bardish: 40s; SCD (scd476)

[personal profile] bardish 2019-01-26 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
you're so sweet. Slow down, Casanova!
winscenario: (hundred thirty five.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2019-01-26 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ An eyebrow raises high on his forehead, and he has to bite back a grin. ]

I am an American. [ But because he knows it'll help clarify things, he goes on to add. ] From the 23rd century.
godcomplexing: It was you wasn't it (Buzz: Suspicious eye)

[personal profile] godcomplexing 2019-01-26 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, hell. Another one from the future. I might need a drink or five for this.

[There better be a bar close by because. No. Just... no]
leftwithmybones: (burn bright: by ?)

[personal profile] leftwithmybones 2019-01-26 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah, let's stick with sex planet, at least that's honest." Not that McCoy's been having any of that sex, which is probably one of the reasons he's so irritable, but he's always irritable, so he's not pinning that on his lack of getting any.

"Just promise you didn't bring any of those nemeses in your wake," he insists. "Aunt-fucking Ocks or whatever it is you've got. Should I even bother asking? I feel like I don't want to know, but I'm gonna ask. What other stuff you dealing with back in your home?"
whatpossibilities: (53)

[personal profile] whatpossibilities 2019-01-26 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Stephen stares back at the man and has...no idea who he is. Which means one of two things, either he's from his future, or he knows another version of him. Possibly the same one Billy and Rogue do.

"I should hope not, because that would mean I was siphoning energy from the Dark Dimension, and taking from a place called the Dark Dimension can't be the best idea," he says dryly.

He's been there. It is, indeed, dark.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I don't know you."
scatmaam: (nothing left to lose but your wings)

[personal profile] scatmaam 2019-01-26 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Is that why you're hording your food, then? Despite their being plenty here," the woman hummed. She hadn't missed that, the way she reacted to the frogs.
just_aclassi_guy: (joking)

[personal profile] just_aclassi_guy 2019-01-26 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
You've certainly gleaned all the important details, haven't you?

Mister sky pirate
winscenario: (hundred two.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2019-01-26 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jim smiles. That sounds like an interesting story he’d like to hear about. ]

Sounds great. I know a place. My treat?

[ Was that not an invitation? Because Jim's sure taking it as one. ]
Edited 2019-01-26 03:17 (UTC)
aban_aqun: (Default)

[personal profile] aban_aqun 2019-01-26 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Bull huffed at the memory, but he nodded. He found them a quiet booth out of the way and settled in with Krem.

"I think it was a Ben-Hassrath plot," he admitted quietly. "Nothing to do with what the rest of the Triumvirate might have planned. It was to test me and my loyalty."

And the knowledge of that still burned in him, deep and painful. Bull was grateful when a pitcher of dark beer showed up, though he did sniff it first. It was from a server he'd made friends with before everything went wrong, but friendly relationships had never stopped someone from trying to poison him before.
shenandoah: (♔ 04.)

cyrus montague || original character

[personal profile] shenandoah 2019-01-26 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
i. kink lounge
[ it's entirely possible that these luxurious plush chairs are meant less for relaxing and more for fornicating. cyrus might argue otherwise...if he weren't already engaged in full relaxation mode himself, operating at 100% capacity. he's found himself a nice spacious loveseat and draped his entire long-legged self across both seats, resting with one arm folded behind his head and an informational pamphlet unfolded over his eyes to block out the light.

one might be moved to ask the man himself how one could sleep so soundly with all the literal fuckery going on around him. or maybe one just needs a place to sit down for a minute that's (mostly) free of suspicious stains. either way, upon approach, he flicks one hand to lift the pamphlet just enough for him to give his interloper a cautious look. ]


M'afraid this seat is taken.


ii. art class
[ whenever he's not finding new and interesting places to catch a nap, cyrus manages to get himself into trouble in other ways... like finding himself roped into an unexpected nude modeling gig. not that he seems to mind, not in the least; he chuckles when he's prompted to take off his clothes, and shrugs out of them without any evident care in the world. ]

Can't say I recall anything like this in the contract.

[ did he actually get a contract to sign before coming here? who knows; it hardly matters now. his body isn't especially remarkable compared to the humans in attendance — his build is on the thinner side of lean, and there's a light dusting of graying hair trailing down from his chest — except for the scar arcing down from his shoulder blades, large enough so that only the bottom of it can be seen from underneath the towel he's draped over his shoulders.

that towel, by the by, is the only thing that's still covering any part of him by the time he's approaching one of the other impromptu models lingering about. ]


Don't s'pose they'll give us a look at the art once all's said and done, do you?


iii. starry night
[ it hasn't been long since the departure from nevrione, but cyrus already finds himself missing the colder clime. excess heat and humidity just doesn't agree at all with his physiology, such that he's already finding himself wondering if he made the right choice in coming to this world... but the nighttime air brings him a bit of relief. only a little, but at this point he'll take whatever he can get.

it's less the stars, then, and more a desire to roam about in the cooler air of night that brings him to follow R.O.S.I.E.'s guidance to the clearing beneath the stars. it's been so long since he saw so many, so clear in the night sky, so unobstructed by the bright lights of civilization that he...well, he doesn't actually want to think about just how long it's been. he'd rather take the opportunity to relax instead, and he'd rather do that as fully as he can.

he waits until he's quite sure he's alone — fairly sure, at least, though of course there could be anyone lurking about at the dark edges of the forest — before he starts to disrobe, just as casually as when he was aboard the starship earlier in the month. unlike that time, though, or indeed any other time he's had occasion to take off his clothes in this world, he also undoes the thin leather cord around his neck, carefully reaffixing its metal clasp and just as carefully tucking it inside his carefully folded clothes... and almost no sooner than he stands upright does his human body dissipate, leaving in its wake that of a giant black dragon instead, scales almost disappearing against the night sky if not for the stars casting his outline.

with a deep, rumbling growl, he stretches his vast wings wide, blacking out even more of the sky above, appearing for all the world as though he might take off and soar into the night... and then curls his back in a full-body stretch, jaw nearly unhinging as he lets out a huge yawn, and circles the ground once before he flops heavily down onto the ground.

now that's more like it. ]


iv. bangr

bangr
CYRUS MONTAGUE | 42
What's your favorite season to have sex and why?
Nothing beats curling up by the fireplace on a cold winter's night.

YES
NO


v. wildcard
( i'm up for just about anything, feel free to either pm this journal or hit me at [plurk.com profile] futuristics! )
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[personal profile] dreamtofheroics 2019-01-26 03:24 am (UTC)(link)


I think all of them might be the most reasonable answer I've heard so far. Do you have a difficult time staying alive?
godcomplexing: my one true weakness (Solitary confinement)

[personal profile] godcomplexing 2019-01-26 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[It actually wasn't, but that's how people from the future are, apparently: they just invite themselves and follow him around whether he wants them or not.

And he wants a drink too badly to shake Jim, so looks like they're drinking together]
misadventuring: (03)

[personal profile] misadventuring 2019-01-26 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
It’s more your details I’m interested in gleaning at present.

Information is stock-in-trade for a fellow of my profession, as you might imagine.
wasteland_101: (All the Charisma)

[personal profile] wasteland_101 2019-01-26 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Food that's not irradiated is a very rare thing. Ever since the bombs dropped resources are even more scarce. Being able to keep your supplies from raiders is a normal thing. Everyone wants to take what they can just so they can survive," she explained. "Its habit."

She shrugged a bit. She couldn't unlearn what she had learned in the Capitol Wasteland, at least not this quickly.
scatmaam: (to watch you dance the jig of death)

[personal profile] scatmaam 2019-01-26 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I wasn't judging, if that's your concern. Your story is yours, and your reasoning is not mine to question," The woman shrugged, stepping closer and reaching to take up one of the frozen frogs, examining it.

"Have you a name, lass?"
backwaterbelle: 💚backwaterbelle (Default)

I

[personal profile] backwaterbelle 2019-01-26 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Rogue should be acclimated to being herded against her will to vastly inappropriate situations, but all recent events considered, a display of obscene artwork and nude art models is quite tame. It's the only reason she's still strolling through the exhibit, mostly lost in her own thoughts while occasionally letting her curiosity wander.

At one point, she catches the scent of something familiar, yet distant, something that can only be from her memories because when she glances around her, part hopeful and part utterly unsure of how to even begin acting, she's filled with disappointment. Instead of wallowing on that, she continues her meandering path through the exhibit, eventually planting her feet in front of a rather interesting painting that she's not even seeing.

Her hair's still a windswept mess, more curl than care as it fell around her, tangled a bit in her loose scarf. Otherwise she's in a comfy sweater, leggings, and a pair of thigh high black boots that match her gloves.
]
shenandoah: (♔ 33.)

[personal profile] shenandoah 2019-01-26 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, so you're an elf. [ he says that like it elucidates everything, and takes a long drag off his cigarette, holding it in with a pensive look before he breathes out the smoke in a long plume. ] Don't believe we have those where I come from.

[ of course, the world is vast and cyrus has seen so very little of it for himself... but he seems to have already lost interest in the subject, now that he's caught on to the fact that it's magic keeping the man bound in the first place. he steps in to take a closer look, even bending at the waist to better see the mistletoe wound about runaan's feet... ]

Let's see here...

[ ...only to very quickly find that same mistletoe winding around his feet, too swiftly for him to step back again. ]

Ah— Oh. [ not that he seems terribly perturbed by this turn of events; on the contrary, he chuckles as he straightens himself back up again. ] Well, ain't this a pickle.
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[personal profile] kinetically_charged 2019-01-26 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, ok, that one picture requires more investigation, a tilt of his head to the side and... oh, huh, ok, yeah. That's clearer. Straightening up with a chuckle and shake of his head, Remy let it trail off into a sigh. Artists, really, he doesn't always get them.

A gaze around the room to spot what he should head to look at next was quickly cut short at that telltale white against brown, it always drawing his attention even when not on a certain someone. Ok, he had a type... a type brought on due to said someone, but still, they always drew his gaze. Though, this one was certainly not some random woman who shared that hair color, in fact...]
Anna? [His tone letting on just how confused he was about this all, and the fact she shouldn't be here.]
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[personal profile] wasteland_101 2019-01-26 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
"My dad named me Angel, but a lot of people just call me Wanderer. You?" She idly poked a frozen frog with the toe of a boot. It was obvious that the girl was used to sleeping out on the ground as she didn't have a tent or even a bedroll or some sort.
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[personal profile] just_aclassi_guy 2019-01-26 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, I work for a spy, I know how that works. Also rather good at not letting go of information
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[personal profile] backwaterbelle 2019-01-26 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[No one knows her name here, or more accurately, she hasn't told anyone her name since she's arrived here, not even Matt. For all he knows, her legal name is Rogue. So hearing it in that voice, his voice, nearly stops her heart. It's subtle, the changes in her body language and how her breath hitches while she tries to process everything that this might mean, from hallucination to an actual, tangible Remy Lebeau that knows her.

There's no preparing herself for if he doesn't know her, if he's not her best friend from her universe. Might as well rip off that band aid. Steadying herself, she turns towards the voice, eyes wide and expression a mix of her worries as she finds his eyes with hers.
]

Remy?

[She roughly whispers, voice heavy with emotion. Her feet move on their own and before she can register what she's doing, she's wrapping her arms around him in a tight (but not too tight) hug.]
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[personal profile] oneofadamnedkind 2019-01-26 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Lila just kind of watches him while she chews. At least he's sort of entertaining.]

I've never had them before. There's all kinds of strange food here, lots I've never heard of.

You're new, too. I remember you from orientation.

[She remembers everyone from orientation, she made a point to.]
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[personal profile] oneofadamnedkind 2019-01-26 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
no that's why i asked
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[personal profile] scatmaam 2019-01-26 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Wanderer is fine. I've not earned the right to use the other name, I imagine. As for me, you may call me Lancer," she tossed the frozen frog, the creature making a dull thunk in the sand. Despite their frozen state, they still seemed to be alive...
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[personal profile] oneofadamnedkind 2019-01-26 04:36 am (UTC)(link)


were you imprisoned?