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

[dowhatittakes]

Portals? Like wormholes? [Now Liara's absolutely fascinated, she's never heard of such technology. There would be so many uses for a device like that it would be incredible.]

That sounds... amazing and slightly insane. How would such a device even be created?

[thisisthatpart]

( Amazing and slightly insane? Wheatley beams with pride at the statement. That is essentially his creators in a nutshell. )

I don't know how to create it—oh, but I can tell you how to care for the subjects who're supposed to test it out. It's not that difficult, really. Minding a bunch of smelly humans in "extended relaxation."

... anyway, if I can get that portal gun, I'd rather like to pop on over back to my own planet now. Thanks.

[dowhatittakes]

[Well that'll deflate Liara's enthusiasm a little. If you're an AI you should know these things Wheatley! She still doesn't know you're the slow core, be glad for that much.

But she does take slight offence to how he talks about humans and cross her arms.]

Some of my closest friends are humans, but I guess you're out of luck. As far as I know no ones ever seen or heard of a Portal device, I guess you're stuck here until you can either build one or find another way home.

[thisisthatpart]

( That's okay, Liara. Wheatley refuses to acknowledge he's slow, even if it's obvious to everyone else. )

Another way home? But what am I supposed to do here? I don't even know where I am! "A station" is hardly specific.

[dowhatittakes]

You're on Omega, it's a space station in the terminus system within the Omega nebula. It's in space.

I wish I could tell you what you're supposed to do here, I wish I knew what I was doing here. But until that time we'll just have to wait and see what happens.