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alphacomplex2014-11-01 09:59 am
thecomputer) wrote in alphacomplex2014-11-01 09:59 am
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DAY 00
[Good afternoon, Citizens!
Your consciousness blurrily returns as the transport tube your comatose body was stored in opens up, admitting you access to an unfamiliar room. One wall is covered by vertical tubes, one occasionally sliding open to admit another confused person. The wall across from you has a sign saying "PROCEED TO CENTRAL HUB", with an arrow pointing at a red doorway in the corner. The wall to your right contains an unlabeled, dusty, and poorly-lit hallway with blue walls, floor, and ceiling. You can't see the end from here.
Somewhere on your person, you will find a thin, smartphone-sized object that wasn't there before. One side of it is lit up with a red background and a number of disabled menu items. Most of the screen is taken up by another message saying "PROCEED TO CENTRAL HUB".
What is this place, anyway? And who are these people stumbling in through the transport tube array?]
[[Beyond the three prompts below, anyone may start their own prompts to mingle or go off and do their own thing or whatever else they want!]]
Your consciousness blurrily returns as the transport tube your comatose body was stored in opens up, admitting you access to an unfamiliar room. One wall is covered by vertical tubes, one occasionally sliding open to admit another confused person. The wall across from you has a sign saying "PROCEED TO CENTRAL HUB", with an arrow pointing at a red doorway in the corner. The wall to your right contains an unlabeled, dusty, and poorly-lit hallway with blue walls, floor, and ceiling. You can't see the end from here.
Somewhere on your person, you will find a thin, smartphone-sized object that wasn't there before. One side of it is lit up with a red background and a number of disabled menu items. Most of the screen is taken up by another message saying "PROCEED TO CENTRAL HUB".
What is this place, anyway? And who are these people stumbling in through the transport tube array?]
[[Beyond the three prompts below, anyone may start their own prompts to mingle or go off and do their own thing or whatever else they want!]]
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[He sighs heavily. Clay picks himself up, regaining just enough energy to endure a bit longer.]
... Might as well eat if I can't drink. Have you even tried this stuff? It looks... questionable.
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[ .... ] It's efficient to keep your strength up in mentally taxing situations like this, yes. But it tastes a bit like grass. [ wrinkling up her nose in displeasure ]
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Smells like grass too! [He takes a bite... and gives a nod and a 'hm'.] Alright. [Another bite. And another.]
Yeah, I think I can eat this grassy deer food for a little while now. Gotta keep our strengths up before we hunt for those dirty commies, right? [And he just keeps eating, but given his cringing facial expression... he doesn't seem to like it, in spite of the relative ease at scarfing them down.]
The trick to eating this wretched stuff is to pretend to like it all along.