GOOD MORNING NEW ARRIVALS
This time for real!WAKEY WAKEY.
As the storm finally peters out and characters can once again move above ground it becomes abundantly clear that the landscape has
changed. Where vast expanses of sand dunes once laid is now the half-buried remnants of what looks like some sort of...city? Full of structures. It stretches so far it's really hard to tell. But there is one thing characters will notice:
There are more stasis pods.
Revealed by the sandstorm, a whole new flurry of pods can be found scattered on the way to the city (curiously though, not
in it. Hurry and wake those guys up!
SPREAD THE LOVE. OR ACID.
With the departure of the storm there's even more new arrivals to be found besides those fellow travelers of yours! The
"Seedlings" and
"Cactus" are now both available, the former blown in by the storm and the former uncovered.
The Seedlings are generally pretty harmless. They like to burrow into the sand so only their "Leaves" plant-like leaves remain above ground, and they're quite happy to stay that way until surprised. Then they pop up and trip over themselves a little, before slowing down and wandering aimlessly. When they find a patch of sand that looks comfy they begin burrowing back down.
Pull or yank on their leaves though and you'll find yourself with
a face full of pollen that makes you want to just tell everyone
how super-cool they are. It lasts a while, and then you get a fever and vomit for two hours. Good times.
The Cacti are much less harmless and just...why would you eat them? Everything about this plant is poisonous, and cracking it open causes a corrosive acid-like substance to spill out. It'll eat through everything but...dirt, oddly. Metals and flesh are like hot oil on plastic.
DON'T GET LOST
And last but not least: The Forgotten City. Maybe you want to check out the Hull first for some loot, but maybe that's not such a cool idea anymore? Although it looks like the ship's definitely more powered after draining the suits of whoever went in, now it's started to spread and fill the sinkhole the ship's in. Suits can go from 100% to 0% in just ten minutes--not good!
Lucky for everyone else, it looks like
finally there's
some sort of civilization up ahead. Go on and check it out!
OR DO. THAT'S OKAY TOO.
Go nuts, have fun, and enjoy! (This is the wildcard option)
OOC
The
Flora, Fauna & Resources page has been updated with information on the seedlings, cacti, and crystals! These items are now all available for
Discovery, and The
Forgotten City will be available indefinitely from now on! Characters can take this time to settle & build up a foundation for themselves, explore the area, and of course, harass those poor little seedlings.
We encourage players to make their own open posts for this setting--you don't need to stick to just this intro log! But make sure to make our newbies feel welcome!
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gun pls
So when she sees a man with a significant amount of guns, and realizes that he's trying to fix them, she doesn't hesitate to approach.]
I'm fine, thank you.
[It's an absent response to his question, because pleasantries are for nerds.]
Would you care for some assistance?
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Good thing he knows better than to trust anyone ever at all.]
You know how to fix a gun?
[The skepticism is thinly veiled, yet he's still open for any answer. What would he know if someone was just really here to take the whole stash?
Not that it would end very well for them...]
If you've got a way with gun, be my guest.
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[Her tone is bland enough, as if she isn't used to dealing with shit like this almost constantly. Right now she doesn't want to get on anyone's bad side, though, so she simply sits down near Bruce and reaches for the closest weapon.]
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[Which is true enough. Keeping his suspicion, his usual need to overanalyze everything and everyone, in check really is never an option now.]
There's more bad than good in there, but with some time and enough repairs, they can be put to good use again.
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Are you cannibalizing the parts from the useless ones?
[She figures the answer is yes, but she'd like to know so that he doesn't get annoyed if she strips parts from two guns to make a single working one.]
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Some of them. The ones that look worse are useful for scrap pieces. The better looking ones I'm saving for later. Hopefully we'll find something else along the way to fix those.
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It seems you've been quite lucky so far.
[Finding the ship, not straight up dying in the desert, finding a food source.
Max doesn't actually think it's lucky, she thinks it's planned, but she wants to see what someone else's opinion of it is.]
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[He doesn't want to give too much away, not with what he's found. He doesn't want to put them or anyone into any kind of unfounded assumptions, or worse.
Bruce needs to know more first.
He's also unwilling to reveal the darker aspects of himself, the side that pushes him to the brink.]
So far being thrown into the desert with almost nothing doesn't seem very lucky. All I know is that likely we've been here a while in the pods. Maybe a ship crash or a need to land us far away from our destination. [Bruce sighs, taking apart one more piece of this puzzle.] There's not going to be an end in sight, I can tell you that.
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If you hadn't found the ship you'd be corpses by now.
[That's a bit blunt, but Max doesn't feel like mincing her words.]
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I don't really believe in luck.
[He believes in plans, and paranoia.]
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[But she also doesn't believe they've been unlucky. The situations are unpleasant, sure, but they could quite easily be dead by now.]
May I ask how you came across the ship?
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Walking.
[Absolutely thrilling.]
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That's very helpful, thank you.
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We came across it. Our pods landed pretty far from anything. We moved from there, to some kind of animal graveyard, then we found the ship.
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[She just wants to know everything that has happened since these people arrived. She can't plan with half-assed information.]
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[He hums thoughtfully, putting together a gun to make something... less terrible and useless, at least.]
You ask a lot of question for a first-timer.
[The right questions, but that goes unsaid.]
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Would you prefer me to curl up in a corner and panic?
[She could do it, she's pretty damn overwhelmed by all this, not to mention the prospect of every returning home, but that wouldn't help anyone.]
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That's how rumors start, by putting words in my mouth.
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[Max certainly finds them useful; they're either about people she's interested in and give her something to follow, or they're about her, and they're a distraction.]
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Better keep tabs on them, some of them might be true.
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The best ones often are.
[At least, she thinks so.]
I heard a rumor there are alternative universes involved in this mess.
[The question is unspoken but obvious; she wants to know what he makes of it.]
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[He almost doesn't want to touch that subject, given his own involvement with... no, not a dream.
It was real.]
I won't count it out until we hear otherwise. Right now, anything's a possibility.
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[She might, just a little bit, be blaming the superheroes from her world for this, if only because their sheer existence means that weird shit happens.]
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That I can agree with.
[Does he agree because he knows, or because of course superheroes would make anything weird?]
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You're stuck with some, too?
[Even before people with powers started coming out of the woodwork, comics still existed, so Max figures it can go either way.]
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