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

[traitortwin]

Yeah? Got a plan?

[Because if he does? She is so in.]

[anarrowtotheeye]

Those big ugly things over there? I say we take them out and open the gates, let everyone out. We can get the attention of whoever's in charge, deal with them, and then figure out a way back home.

They look tough, but they've got nothing on me. I'll crush them all and show them who they're dealing with!

[traitortwin]

[South is really, seriously itching for a fight right now. She would be lying through her damn teeth if she said otherwise. But... his plan is still coming up short of one critical thing, in her opinion:]

And where is home? You've never seen space. Right? I could tell when I saw you. You really think it's gonna be that easy to get back where you came from if it's this different?

[anarrowtotheeye]

I don't know about this "space" that you're talking about, but I won't tolerate being caged like an animal. I'll do what I do best; fight and find my own way out. If they can bring us here, then they can send us back.

[traitortwin]

Better find someone to explain "space" at some point, then. And you'd better get used to it in the meanwhile.

[But she stands a bit straighter, arms to her side.]

And if you're really going up against those things? Fine. Lead the way.

[So if he gets somewhere with it, she'll totally step up. But if he gets knocked on his ass? She's out of there, and will just think of another way out of this bullshit. Sorry, man, gotta look out for number one~]

[anarrowtotheeye]

I'll be sure to get someone after we break out of here.

[He readies his blade and observes. Most of the guards around the area seemed to be alert, but there was an air of arrogance around them. What he could do was lure them into a false sense of power, before unleashing his true fighting skills on them.

But that would take too much time.

So without further ado, he's pushing his way through the crowd till he's right up to one of the guards, and then he proceeds to punch the alien so hard that the poor guy's knocked out cold.]