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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.
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[Although he may be in a bind, it takes more than being flung into some other universe to phase Dirk. He smirks, lowering the omni-tool and adjusting his sweet eyewear.]
Yeah. [Well, mostly, but he'll get to the more intricate stuff later if necessary.] Could need some adjustments, but it should be useful.
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It's more a product of his training that he's keeping a cool head at all.]
Adjustments? What, are you used to this kind of tech or something? I'm not exactly accustomed to a cell phone taking up my whole forearm. Kind of seems like a step backwards, if not for the holographic part.
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