Hello. Is there an official channel or officer who I can submit requests to?
You can submit them to any of us. Thebe is the one that puts in the orders from the forms we submit for them, so you can go directly to them if you want to, but. We can all do it. What can we get for you? (Or try to, at least.)
Hello. I'd like to observe you at work, if that's alright.
happy for the company, eunhyuk. if you want to join me on the observation deck, i can give you a peek into diagnostics - or we can try out star charts, if you'd rather not look at a whole lot of data in one sitting. i can also answer any questions you might have.
[ re: Did you see their alerts when they died? What time was it then? ]
No, I didn't. None of us did. When we woke up, the comms were still down, but you were all still out. Ended up having to scour the place to find everyone.
[ taking everything in my power not to write w0 all over again in all my pcs anyways.
io is here in the medbay just writing away on a tablet. they are currently seated at the desk on one of those dumb little rolling stools. another one is somewhere probably. when they see eunhyuk though, they'll give a brief lift of the hand. ]
[ thebe is here in the strip mall waiting for eunhyuk after the ping. around their shoulders is a small black cat with bright blue eyes. the both of them are expectant and thebe will lift a hand to wave at eunhyuk. ]
Morning, Eunhyuk. Want to have a look around with me?
after he enters the holodeck and makes his selection of senior crew member, reality will shift and shape itself around eunhyuk, dark at first, swirling and cloying, then startlingly bright. a broad, open sky breaks loose in gray-blue, a wide sprawling field of tall grasses that brush and shift at his fingertips, as though trying to greet him themselves. in the distance, he can see a bull with its head bowed, eating from the grasses. and somewhere in the distance, is a figure walking slowly through the grasses.
a bell tolls somewhere not so far off, where the visage of a town exists, though it seems impossible to reach no matter how many steps are taken towards it.
[ I'm guessing this is after cyoa return and curfew where she's sleeping, so... the holodeck whirrs. It takes time and for a moment he feels lost. He isn't sure if he even has a body, but eventually he finds a glowing patch past the darkness. He can follow it and he'll regain his senses.
Here is a beautiful rose garden full of blossoming color. There is a white metal lawn table with small intricate grooves and arches for decoration and two matching chairs, both occupied. In the distance is... A manor.
Sitting in the chairs are a tall man with white hair and red eyes. then a woman with black hair and green eyes in the other. She's rather animated, eyes bright, while the man is more subdued. Which shall he approach? ]
[ here we are! once again! toooorn into pieeeecessss!
jk. we're here, just outside a theatre actually. the day is gray, and the overhang is preventing the rain from drenching eunhyuk where he stands. beside him, sat on a crate, is io - looking tired as ever. it is peaceful here at least, though from behind the doors of the theatre, there is a quiet, pained moan on occasion, like someone suffering, someone dying. there are figures laid on the ground, wrapped in white cloth, some of them with blood stains scattered throughout, some of them flecked with black.
after a long moment. ]
Must be important, to have found your way into one of these dreams...
[ a noise from inside again, this time a cry. young. ]
there's the soft sound of rain, when the holodeck shifts, warps, takes on the appearance of a very modest sort of space. it's deeply comfortable, but small, a home for one person. an extremely comfortable looking bed - chinese in design, maybe? - is in one corner beneath a window, the shades open to show the luscious green landscape outside. distant lightning veins across the sky, showing off impressive mountains, sprawling trees dotting slopes and hills and cliffs.
it's a little blurred, around the edges, but that's not the focal point here - it's the figure seated on the bed, one leg crossed over the other. very alert.
they're wearing adrastea's leotard and uniform, sans jacket. so it must be them? they aren't wearing the helmet at the moment, though. ]
W0 MONDAY
Yes, meet me there. If you have access, you may enter. If you don't, knock twice and I'll let you in and we can get started.
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W0 MONDAY
You can submit them to any of us. Thebe is the one that puts in the orders from the forms we submit for them, so you can go directly to them if you want to, but.
We can all do it.
What can we get for you? (Or try to, at least.)
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W0 MONDAY
happy for the company, eunhyuk. if you want to join me on the observation deck, i can give you a peek into diagnostics - or we can try out star charts, if you'd rather not look at a whole lot of data in one sitting.
i can also answer any questions you might have.
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W0 FRIDAY
No, I didn't. None of us did. When we woke up, the comms were still down, but you were all still out. Ended up having to scour the place to find everyone.
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W1 MONDAY
io is here in the medbay just writing away on a tablet. they are currently seated at the desk on one of those dumb little rolling stools. another one is somewhere probably. when they see eunhyuk though, they'll give a brief lift of the hand. ]
Hey. Come in.
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alright slaps down thanks for waiting!
kissus
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W1 MONDAY
Morning, Eunhyuk. Want to have a look around with me?
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W1 MONDAY
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(ა🍙૮)。
Is that a rabbit?
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Right now, yes. Wanting to head planetside or are you looking for me?
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W2 MONDAY
after he enters the holodeck and makes his selection of senior crew member, reality will shift and shape itself around eunhyuk, dark at first, swirling and cloying, then startlingly bright. a broad, open sky breaks loose in gray-blue, a wide sprawling field of tall grasses that brush and shift at his fingertips, as though trying to greet him themselves. in the distance, he can see a bull with its head bowed, eating from the grasses. and somewhere in the distance, is a figure walking slowly through the grasses.
a bell tolls somewhere not so far off, where the visage of a town exists, though it seems impossible to reach no matter how many steps are taken towards it.
what will you do, eunhyuk? ]
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HANDSUM
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stares notifs in the eyes.
holds you in my goofy paw
W2 MONDAY
Oh, hey! You're Eunhyuk! [ From TV! ] Sorry I didn't get to say hi when you arrived.
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Here is a beautiful rose garden full of blossoming color. There is a white metal lawn table with small intricate grooves and arches for decoration and two matching chairs, both occupied. In the distance is... A manor.
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W4 TUESDAY
jk. we're here, just outside a theatre actually. the day is gray, and the overhang is preventing the rain from drenching eunhyuk where he stands. beside him, sat on a crate, is io - looking tired as ever. it is peaceful here at least, though from behind the doors of the theatre, there is a quiet, pained moan on occasion, like someone suffering, someone dying. there are figures laid on the ground, wrapped in white cloth, some of them with blood stains scattered throughout, some of them flecked with black.
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Must be important, to have found your way into one of these dreams...
[ a noise from inside again, this time a cry. young. ]
How are you, Eunhyuk? Are you alright...?
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W4 TUESDAY
there's the soft sound of rain, when the holodeck shifts, warps, takes on the appearance of a very modest sort of space. it's deeply comfortable, but small, a home for one person. an extremely comfortable looking bed - chinese in design, maybe? - is in one corner beneath a window, the shades open to show the luscious green landscape outside. distant lightning veins across the sky, showing off impressive mountains, sprawling trees dotting slopes and hills and cliffs.
it's a little blurred, around the edges, but that's not the focal point here - it's the figure seated on the bed, one leg crossed over the other. very alert.
they're wearing adrastea's leotard and uniform, sans jacket. so it must be them? they aren't wearing the helmet at the moment, though. ]
tadaaa
OH MY GOD.... BABY YOU ARE MY ANGEL
WEHE
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