intro log

[ceoqueen]

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 on outsiders and linked here when it goes up.

Comments

[lost_humanity]

Earth? [As to where he'd been, but it turned into a little bit of a question because this was something that he should have noticed if another human of a proportionate time was noticing.]

I'd be inclined to agree. I tend to enjoy being organic. [Save for a few cell size microchips floating around in his brain.] I've never heard of the "Reapers". What about the Jaridians? Or the Taelons?

[And then he really starts to notice on his left arm there's a device, and it surprises him. He promptly makes sure that the edge of purple-gray that marks the head and power point of the skrill is still around his right wrist where it should be, poking out from under his sleeve.]

[airraid]

[earth. talk about one place that he hasn't seen much of in a really long time - and talk about a place that he'd really like to see sometime soon.

but then again, he really does miss being planetside. ah, the life of being a pilot .. and the things you get to bitch about not getting as much of as you'd like.] The what now? I know we've got some really weird-sounding races around here, but those aren't any that I've heard of, to tell you the truth.

[his gaze flicks downward, and he notices that there's something on his right arm that immediately catches his attention. the omni-tool, he's used to seeing - they're all used to it, or at least the ones that are from around here are - so this is something completely different.] What's that?

[lost_humanity]

[He knows of Earth, but not the Taelons or the Jaridians. He doesn't know about a skrill, either, but that's not too unusual. Not a lot of humans have them or talk about them; they're exclusive to Companion Protectors, and the only thing that can take out a Taelon outside of a specialized energy weapon. Something the Taelons would rather keep under wraps.

He aims his arm at a half torn box, not too far away, and the "head" part glows before it sparks, and he knocks the box away with a faint scorch mark.]

It's a skrill. [He explains after that.] And I have a feeling we're both very far away from where we started.

[airraid]

[if you ask joker, everyone should know about earth - but all that other stuff this guy is talking about is completely lost on him, which doesn't surprise him very much.

but it looks like this guy right here is going to be pretty interesting -

a thought that's pretty much affirmed when he knocks that box away.

there's a low whistle for the show, a slow clap for the effort, because it looks almost just like whenever kaidan throws something. or someone. whatever the case.] Gotcha. You might wanna keep that thing under wraps, though .. no telling what somebody who doesn't know what it is will do to get their hands on it just to find out.

[he pauses, and nods.] And a long way from getting back to where we need to be, seems like. Not that I'm in any real rush to risk my ass against the Reapers.