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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 4:34 am
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The room:
At first, everything is dull.
Then, the senses assault all at once, a strange hiss, the feeling of stale, clammy air hitting skin, strange noises, and the light, painfully bright.
It takes a good few minutes to adjust to the surroundings.
The only thing odd about the room itself were the strange assortment of man-sized pods, strange oval, futuristic even creations covered in glowing runes. Most of them remain closed, some of them have stopped glowing.
Everything is still a blur, vague memories closing in on each other. A trial, a word, Hunters, fighting, shadows, and then darkness. Death.
Nothing made sense.
Not in the past at least. As you finally step out of a strange shaped cylinder, you see something strapped to the side. It catches your eye because it has your name written on it. Your name. Age. Gender. Nothing else. You keep on walking, stumbling, hobbling. All the other pods are mostly closed. You finally hit the door. There is a bright red sign on it that is unavoidable.
All new personnel should proceed to the Cove to retrieve their weapons.
A giant red arrow, which you realize is a crude map, marks where you currently are, and where the cove is. It is extremely straightforward, and really, just down a theoretical hallway. That was it then, you were a personnel of something. All questions, answers, mystery and intrigue was waiting for you beyond this room.
OOC WELCOME TO DEUS EX- You may simply move on and go to the Dark Cove to post your weapons solo. Once you have done so, you are free to rp. You may also decided to PRP an awakening rp with other players, for example, experienced Hunters who were in the room at the time you awakened. You can do so in PRPS. You can also write an awakening SOLO if you wish, either as a SOLO thread, or in this thread. - It is assumed your character woke up, the last thing they experienced being the TRAINEE TRIALS where candidates were eliminated before becoming trainees. Everything else feels blurry... )) - For a quick tour be sure to check out this guide, which also describes some of the places your trainee will see after awakening.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:04 pm
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((Entering from a Lighthouse rp!))
D-3 had felt a strange tug all around him upon hitting the button, like he was being encase in a tube and pushed through the shoot. Like mail, he decided. He was absolutely a letter with an unknown address stamped on his head.
The mail box, unfortunately, was a piece of nondescript land, and upon "being mailed" there as he so put it, D-3 pinwheeled his arms to regains his balance with a small yelp.
Was that was teleportation was like? If so, he really wasn't sure he'd like to do so again if he could help it.
Tealsy from before ("Theta", he recalled on the phone, and 7 by the looks of the writing on his armor) was about as disoriented as he was. "So, er . . . Special delivery for . . . someone!" he said as he approached, stretching a tad as he looked about. Anything, even joking, to hide his growing anxiety.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 2:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 2:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 2:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:04 pm
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[[ Entering from Lighthouse area ]]
Healed back to full health, Delta Seven had pressed a random button on his phone after reading the summons. His stomach lurched, the area spun around him, and suddenly he was standing somewhere else.
"Ugh. Let's not do that again," he grunted. The masks may have prevented them from needing to eat, but they didn't suppress the urge to sick up. Delta Seven didn't want to know what happened if you got vomit in your mask - nothing good, if only for the smell.
He looked around, tensing when he spied two other figures already there. One of them was in Delta green, the other a Theta. So both would have seen his actions after the boss fight. D7 had no way of knowing what their thoughts on that had been.
Stiff as a board, he eyed them both in turn. "Don't attack me and I won't attack you," he eventually said.
Hopefully neither of them were thinking he'd make a good target, being as suddenly unpopular as he was. He'd still put up a hell of a fight if they tried something. D7 wondered which side the other Delta would be on if it came to that - squad solidarity, or taking out the 'violent' guy.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:07 pm
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"It's D-3 . . ." he said in response, though it got him to thinking.
Maybe he couldn't rebel against the whole kill or be killed game they were all thrown in, but he could subvert the head honcho(es) and their cursed rule in smaller ways. The most the guy could do was start with his name. While D-3 was short, it was still echoing a mere symbol-number combination. D-3 wanted something more . . . creative now.
Delta Three. Del Three. Del Ree. Delee.
You know what? Why not.
"Actually, just Deli works fine~" he stated after a short pause, and then chuckled at the odd name. "Almost went with 3D, but I think we've got enough life-like stuff going 'round, eh?
"But I getcha, man. I'm sure she understands - these cell phones, they're like our leashes . . . By the way -"
He lost his train of thought, however, when he spotted another green figure materializing and heard a rather familiar voice. "Nevermind! Looks like D7 joined the party. Cool your heels, it's been quiet over here so far," he told his team mate.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:34 pm
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You know what? Why not try to figure out this guy's name too? What else could the trio do but wait for the missing Theta to arrive and go from there anyway?
Let's see! Theta. Theta Seven. Theta also looked like a zero or an O. "Zeven? Thev?" Deli attempted, a frown behind his mask in thought. "Hard to work with the Th, I agree . . Theven if ya want, though. Heh, kinda makes me sound like I have a lithp~" he added jokingly.
Though this quickly wilted when Delta Seven brought up the idea of a lottery, which was what he himself had thought at first - and then back to clinging to the topic of names! "No bets for me man, not since we're already here," Deli answered, rubbing the back of his neck. "And . . . I think I'll start calling you Deven! Aha, short and actually a decent name. Lucky. Although if you like Davii more, I'm cool with that. Mine's now Deli~"
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:59 pm
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