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io will go ahead and situate the ship on standby a bit of a ways away. as you disembark, the atmosphere is thick and musty-smelling, even through the respirators on your helmet. while the air is survivable, there are strange motes along it, flecks of dark detritus carried along the breeze. if you choose to go without your helmet, you will soon find the air is rather awful to breathe in, so... best put that back on. just because you can, doesn't always mean you should.
as you take your first steps, you notice that your bodies feel heavy, dragging themselves with every footstep. hunger already begins to nibble at your stomach where it once wasn’t. thirst and exhaustion both lick at your senses faintly, like some kind of a warning. rustling grasses grab at boots, as though to keep you rooted in place, but it's too soft and weak to make you actually stay, always letting go no matter how long you choose to linger like a doctor bidding a terminal patient farewell.
however, as you walk along, you will notice an enormous hive made out of concrete. the building thrusts skywards, into dune-colored clouds and disappears, and as you observe it, you can see, this is the windowless prison, pictures of which were available to you during the briefing (as well as the missing persons reports mentioned during discussion). these people turn to look at you, newcomers, with a curiosity that newcomers tend to beget. ]
io will go ahead and situate the ship on standby a bit of a ways away. as you disembark, the atmosphere is thick and musty-smelling, even through the respirators on your helmet. while the air is survivable, there are strange motes along it, flecks of dark detritus carried along the breeze. if you choose to go without your helmet, you will soon find the air is rather awful to breathe in, so... best put that back on. just because you can, doesn't always mean you should.
as you take your first steps, you notice that your bodies feel heavy, dragging themselves with every footstep. hunger already begins to nibble at your stomach where it once wasn’t. thirst and exhaustion both lick at your senses faintly, like some kind of a warning. rustling grasses grab at boots, as though to keep you rooted in place, but it's too soft and weak to make you actually stay, always letting go no matter how long you choose to linger like a doctor bidding a terminal patient farewell.
however, as you walk along, you will notice an enormous hive made out of concrete. the building thrusts skywards, into dune-colored clouds and disappears, and as you observe it, you can see, this is the windowless prison, pictures of which were available to you during the briefing (as well as the missing persons reports mentioned during discussion). these people turn to look at you, newcomers, with a curiosity that newcomers tend to beget. ]
| Alright, like we talked about. I'll take care of negotiating our way inside that eyesore. See if you can gather any information about town and meet me when you're done in... [ your i.r.i.s.es all beep! you have been given a suitable meeting time. oocly, this means whenever you're done with the investigations you each select. ] Hopefully... whatever that building is might be our ticket through this, and whatever's around town might help us too. Be careful, alright? [ below, you will see that there are four investigation opportunities. decide amongst yourselves which one you'll each take. ] |
Edited 2024-04-08 04:25 (UTC)
[ there's a skinny blonde boy with a large cut on his forehead in the nearby grassy fields just beyond the town's various fences and buildings. he's walking about with a satchel strapped along his shoulder as he occasionally ducks down quickly and comes up with a soft "rats! that wasn't right at all!" as he continues to tromp along. he keeps having to adjust his make-shift mask over his face as he moves along his way, continuously plodding along. ]
Edited 2024-04-08 04:14 (UTC)
[ a large figure wearing what seems to be ostentatious furs and a decadent cloth mask with rebreather is stood with his arms folded over his chest. he looks impatient and furious all at once, occasionally checking an ornate pocket watch. there are two soldiers posted beside him, as though for protection. he does stare at the shuttle you've all exited from with a sort of... expectancy about him. ]
Edited 2024-04-08 04:14 (UTC)
[ a man that is dressed rather formally in a bright red military coat and can be seen directing a few soldiers here and there to various posts towards the concrete prison. mumbling to himself over and over again, the words indiscernible, he will fix you with a tired look behind his mask and rebreather and seems prepared to be approached, hand to his chest and giving you a brief bow of his head. ]
[ there is a big, black bull in this field, not far off from the people. it's tail swishes docilely as it munches on the tall grass. around its neck is a string with a bell, and a loop of rope, like a leash. there's no one else around, but you get the sense that maybe... maybe there's a reason this bull is just vibing out here. he has a keeper who is just napping on a bench, blissfully unaware if you decide to approach. ]
If they bring trouble to you, I suggest you exit stage left instead of pulling a blade.
[ he folds his arms gently. ]
Not wrong about that, though. Whoever or... whatever is responsible for these two missing people is something we should keep in mind for sure. Keep your ears open and trust your guts.
[ he folds his arms gently. ]
Not wrong about that, though. Whoever or... whatever is responsible for these two missing people is something we should keep in mind for sure. Keep your ears open and trust your guts.
[ it's (path action) coerce time baby
no actually it's just inquisitor time. temenos will approach the larger figure then, brusque and confident with all of the gravitas and authority of the inquisitor. ]
Good afternoon, and thank you for your patience, good sir. I'll be leading the investigation and survey. [ with a polite and brief bow of his head. ]
no actually it's just inquisitor time. temenos will approach the larger figure then, brusque and confident with all of the gravitas and authority of the inquisitor. ]
Good afternoon, and thank you for your patience, good sir. I'll be leading the investigation and survey. [ with a polite and brief bow of his head. ]
[ well...he will fall into step, walking along side the boy. he's looking around at the ground to see if he can figure out what the boy's doing before he speaks up.
and uh. well. shoma's not exactly a normal child (being a genius does that to you.), so he thinks a little and skews himself to try and sound like an average twelve year old. ]
Whatcha doin?
and uh. well. shoma's not exactly a normal child (being a genius does that to you.), so he thinks a little and skews himself to try and sound like an average twelve year old. ]
Whatcha doin?
[
did you know that charles is actually capable of etiquette (and not just being like YO WASSUP HOMIE) when he really feels like it? it's very shocking because it's so fuckin rare but he does approach with some degree of formality, pressing his own hand to his chest and giving a bow of his head back.]
Hello. A busy day, sir?
did you know that charles is actually capable of etiquette (and not just being like YO WASSUP HOMIE) when he really feels like it? it's very shocking because it's so fuckin rare but he does approach with some degree of formality, pressing his own hand to his chest and giving a bow of his head back.]
Hello. A busy day, sir?
[ it is indeed the cusp of coercion o'clock, i see now why you asked me ♥
in any case the man turns to look down at him because he's unfortunately very tall and very big. the two soldiers who are wearing what look to be heavy duty gas masks and their own long, red coats stand with rifles at rest.
when the man speaks, it's with a deep, grumbly tone, his wet eyes looking over the mask at temenos. ]
What investigation would that be, exactly?
in any case the man turns to look down at him because he's unfortunately very tall and very big. the two soldiers who are wearing what look to be heavy duty gas masks and their own long, red coats stand with rifles at rest.
when the man speaks, it's with a deep, grumbly tone, his wet eyes looking over the mask at temenos. ]
What investigation would that be, exactly?
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