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outsiderslogs2013-02-02 03:21 pm
ceoqueen) wrote in outsiderslogs2013-02-02 03:21 pm
Entry tags:
- !intro log,
- agent carolina | cr au,
- agent south dakota | cr au,
- agent washington | cr au,
- agent york | cr au,
- alistair,
- america,
- arthur | cr au,
- canada | au,
- commander james shepard,
- commander raquel shepard,
- conner kent,
- dave strider,
- dirk strider,
- dun xiahou,
- flash thompson,
- garrus vakarian,
- ino yamanaka | cr au,
- isabela,
- jack | cr au,
- julian sark,
- kaidan alenko,
- liara t'soni,
- maeby funke,
- marian hawke,
- mordin solus,
- morrigan,
- naruto uzumaki,
- peter petrelli,
- randolph lyall,
- shea | oc,
- solona amell,
- steve rogers,
- thane krios,
- tim drake,
- tony foster,
- tony stark
intro log
who. everyone!
what. entering omega.
where. landing pads
when. today
warnings. none for now
You’re not sure how it happened.
A minute ago, you had somewhere to go, someplace to be. Maybe something important to do, or maybe you were just going out to buy groceries. Whatever it was, it doesn’t matter anymore.
You’re in some kind of transport -- a shuttle, given the turbulence and the sounds outside. You’re surrounded by strangers, some of whom might not even be the same species you are. There’s no point in asking. They don’t know how they got here either. The cockpit’s blocked off, like someone forgot to put in a door, and not even a glance at your omni-tool -- a holographic interface accessible by merely tapping the sensor on your left arm -- is any help.
You’ve only got a minute or so before the shuttle starts descending. There aren’t any windows -- this doesn’t look like a shuttle meant for long trips. When it finally touches down, the doors open automatically.
Before you are landing pads, abandoned equipment scattered about. There are other shuttles landing, and whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to get off before yours dumps you out the door. Turn around, and you’re met with a hazy skyline, only half the buildings seem to be coming from above.
Welcome to Omega.
ooc notes
You’re free to expand past the landing area, but please start all threads here. Please remember that your character will not have housing until Aria makes a post granting it; it’ll be onoutsiders and linked here when it goes up.
what. entering omega.
where. landing pads
when. today
warnings. none for now
You’re not sure how it happened.
A minute ago, you had somewhere to go, someplace to be. Maybe something important to do, or maybe you were just going out to buy groceries. Whatever it was, it doesn’t matter anymore.
You’re in some kind of transport -- a shuttle, given the turbulence and the sounds outside. You’re surrounded by strangers, some of whom might not even be the same species you are. There’s no point in asking. They don’t know how they got here either. The cockpit’s blocked off, like someone forgot to put in a door, and not even a glance at your omni-tool -- a holographic interface accessible by merely tapping the sensor on your left arm -- is any help.
You’ve only got a minute or so before the shuttle starts descending. There aren’t any windows -- this doesn’t look like a shuttle meant for long trips. When it finally touches down, the doors open automatically.
Before you are landing pads, abandoned equipment scattered about. There are other shuttles landing, and whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to get off before yours dumps you out the door. Turn around, and you’re met with a hazy skyline, only half the buildings seem to be coming from above.
Welcome to Omega.
ooc notes
You’re free to expand past the landing area, but please start all threads here. Please remember that your character will not have housing until Aria makes a post granting it; it’ll be on
outsiders and linked here when it goes up.
omfg i need a rivaini pirate jack au now 8| thanks
Considering how much time she spent trafficking shit or picking up jobs here in days past, it may as well have been. ]
Close enough. [ a small smirk. ] You're a long way from whatever ren faire you came out of.
so you mean like...
[oh it's always fun catching people off-guard, and the humoured expression doesn't leave her face as Jack takes her few seconds to consider. luckily, the stranger responds with a small smirk on her lips, so lucky for Isabela she doesn't have to find out just what that strange contraption the woman seemed so eager to use does.
obviously she doesn't get the reference, but she laughs anyway if only because it sounds ridiculous]
I would hardly consider Kirkwall fair in either sense of the word, but...I suppose I am. Which is why your rather cheerful familiarity with this place is of an interest to me.
[her hands come to rest at her hips.]
You seem like a woman who knows her way around.
fjdklf yes exactly that :'D
Uh huh. Judging from the fact that went completely over your head, gonna assume I was right about that. [ Man, all these medieval people are going to be so lost here. Welp, not her problem. ]
Around here, yeah. But if you're looking for a tour, I've moved on from Omega welcome committee.
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and you'll be surprised, Jack. Isabela is rather adaptable when it comes to unfamiliar situations. even if she did feel as though she needed to puke some odd minutes ago.]
Oh I'm not asking for a tour, sweetness, don't you worry. Unless asking for the nearest tavern counts as one.
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space travel and smelling batarians for the first time'll do that to you ]
Sweetness? [ A snort and she raised an eyebrow, but with an amused smirk. ] Uh huh.
Sure, cupcake, I can show you a cheap one and steer you clear from the shit that'll melt your insides. [ She could use the drink, honestly. Jack pushes off the wall and walks off towards the closest bar to the landing pads she can find. Hopefully the barricades aren't keeping them blocked from it. ]