Intro Log: The Forgotten City

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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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[zhellan]

[Honestly, based on Spock's observations so far, that's probably a fair assessment.]

Thank you. As a scientist, it is in my nature to confirm that which I am told whenever possible. [In other words, his request doesn't come from doubt of the man's honesty, but rather a commitment to gathering knowledge.]

May I ask your name?

[anewhope]

[ His lips twitch despite himself. ]

That seems like a good way to get punched.

[ He pauses, holding his hand out. ] I'm Clark.

[zhellan]

[Without missing a beat, Spock faintly tilts his head to the side and says:]

Fortunately, I am also trained in combat.

[His dark eyes flicker down toward the extended hand. This is a situation he's encountered many times on Earth, and his response is precise and well-practiced.]

My apologies, but my species generally avoids skin-to-skin contact except under specific circumstances. [In the interest of being somewhat transparent after their previous conversation, he adds:] It partly stems from the fact that many of my race possess an ability akin to touch telepathy.

Regardless, my name is Spock. [He raises his hand, palm forward and thumb extended, with his fingers parted between his middle and ring finger.] Live long and prosper, Mr. Clark.

[anewhope]

[ Spock? The name sounds familiar but Clark doesn't dwell on it or seem bothered by his faux-pas. With casual ease, he adopts Spock's ta'al before dropping his hand. It's Spock's greeting that furrows lines on his forehead, but Clark doesn't explain why. ]

That's fine. Unfortunately, I don't know what the greeting would be for my people.

[zhellan]

[To be honest, Spock doesn't think of it as anymore of a faux-pas than his own polite refusal to accept Clark's handshake, so he's just as willing to let it go and instead focuses on the subject at hand.]

You were raised by people different from yourself, then?

[anewhope]

I was raised by humans.

[ He pauses because the statement rings oddly to him, but Clark couldn't quite put his finger on it. ]

I'm a Kryptonian.

[zhellan]

I had not heard of Krypton until I spoke with Miss Kara. She mentioned that it orbited a red dwarf nearly 27 light-years from Earth.

[anewhope]

[ Kara works fast, Clark thinks with faint bemusement. ]

She would know more about it than me.

[zhellan]

She has not imparted her knowledge to you?

[Kara told him there wasn't much in the way of literature on Kryptonians, which suggests to Spock that there would be a real reason to try to preserve the information they had.]

[anewhope]

I wasn't raised on Krypton like she was. And there aren't many of us left.

[ Or . . . any. Clark pushes onward. ]

We only just found each other here.

[zhellan]

Kryptonians are an endangered species, then?

[anewhope]

[ Species. It's clinical and Clark can't hide the wince. ]

We're all but extinct. Kara and I are the last.