Arrival

[letsplayamod]

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.

Comments

[fillets]

I'm afraid not. Really, it is a shame...

[ Ferengi? Yes, that's right, she remembers reading the species. ]

Ah, but I'm forgetting my manners. I do hope you'll forgive me for not introducing myself earlier—all of this is very exciting, but that's no excuse for rudeness. My name is Riful.

[latinumsbetter]

Mine's Quark, and no forgiveness necessary. [the corner of his mouth curls up into a smile.] Otherwise I'd have to ask you for yours myself.

[fillets]

A pleasure to meet you, Quark. [ She doesn't shake hands or anything, but it truly does look like her delight is genuine, as is the pronouncement: ] It seems our benefactor really has found all sorts of interesting people to assist them.

[ GOD SHE WISHES THAT WERE HER DOT JPG ]

[latinumsbetter]

Pleasure's all mine.

And you aren't wrong about that. It's still mostly hyu-mons, though there's a couple species that even I don't recognize.

[fillets]

[ extremely not mentioning her own profile, it's fine, ]

"Still"... are humans the dominant species, even where you come from?

[latinumsbetter]

I wouldn't say dominant, at least not outside of certain areas of the universe and in certain galaxies. Though hyu-mons are still in the majority in Starfleet in general, and they've spread everywhere.

1/2

[fillets]

[ she'll get there eventually, just give her a second.......




okay give her another second ]

[fillets]

—Oh! You're from a place like that interesting girl with the pink hair.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark blinks at the description, but well...who else?]

Oh! You mean Vanity.

Yeah, it's a bit similar, in terms of the space travel thing.

I take it your universe doesn't have that.