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letsplayamurder2025-07-06 02:51 am
letsplayamod) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-07-06 02:51 am
Arrival
The moment is a bit different for everyone. Perhaps you were just minding your own business somewhere, others may have been in more... dire circumstances. Regardless, you were approached by a figure you can't quite picture, and they offered you an accord; in exchange for aiding them in the healing of a world lost to chaos, you would be granted something almost unheard of. Godhood.
And each of you said yes, more or less.
A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.
The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.
If you are reading this, than our deal has been made. You've awoken in a place that will surely feel strange, so I want you to take some time to acclimate. Meet with the others. Breathe. I shall be along shortly.
-A
Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.
But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.
Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.
And each of you said yes, more or less.
A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.
The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.
-A
Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.
But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.
Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.
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[Apparently Misane doesn't want to wait to see what A will propose -- because now she wonders what might have appealed to others when they heard about godhood. They may have made assumptions that will turn out wrong! And in her head Misane is already taking notes on everyone, really, so this seems like a good avenue to find out about personalities!]
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[You know, reasonable scientific explanations for long-distance traveling]
Although those aren't accessible to any random person, so they should at least have some amount of power...socially speaking.
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Sure, a portal.
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[Or, you know, working on one in alleged secrecy. She has faith in Aegis' corporate espionage network.]
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[All it takes is skill and time, she knows that so well]
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[The only time she did was because she needed something hard to get access to. It's not like she keeps track of the state of tech and the such]
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[She shrugs.]
It's possible, but more likely we were shuttled in secretly.
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[Note she didn't say no way out at all, she just said it wouldn't be easy]
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[This is definitely the kind of idea a teenager like her would have -- the sort that probably would end badly]
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[A last resort, in other words]
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[Not. Not like she's made any choices out of desperation lately.]
Well, even if 'A' is joining us remotely, that should mean some kind of communications device on site. That would still be something we should be able to use before trying amateur ship building.
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[Although she doesn't have a back-up, or a back-up back-up plan, golly]
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[Misane knows when to yield, and this seems like a good point to yield. This person she's talking to probably will have things under control. Probably]
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I already want a raise.
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