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 Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 12:00 am
The door to the room opened and a tall, thin blonde man in a three piece suit entered at a brisk pace. While not quite rushed, his voice was clipped and constant, "We're running 11 minutes 20 seconds later than anticipated, you have my apologies. Follow along and I'll brief you on the way." He was already turning back to exit out again.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 1:40 am
The door opened. When the thin man entered and told them to follow him, Elliot followed. He wasn't one to linger on the past, what had happened was done and over.
There was only the future now.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 7:07 am
Rep blinked at the man's sudden entry into the room, looking mildly surprised before deciding it was a bit of a relief, the awkward was getting to critical levels before he showed. So in what he hoped was more of a stride than a scurry, the red headed man made a smart pace to follow.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 8:09 am
Before motioned with his head to the two remaining newly awakened trainees to follow suit. He was still carrying the armful of bags, otherwise he would have gestured for them to follow rather than wordlessly giving them an encouraging smile as he himself quickly followed after.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 11:53 am
After a nervous clearing of her throat, Sasha quietly followed suit. Dainty fingers were in constant motion as she walked, knuckles whitening in waves as she wrung her hands together behind her back. Nervous? Not particularly.
Excited?
Yes. So much yes.
(Exiting~)
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 6:09 pm
A man in a suit, who she did not recognize.
Why did this seem familiar?
With an eager smile, Emma followed after the group.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 9:07 pm
Ariane waited for everyone to exit before warily casting a quick glance around, just to make sure there wasn't anyone else. Then, she placed the clipboard back down, sighing at the fact that she had failed to get 'number four's' name, before turning to follow the group, lingering behind to usher them along.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 8:29 pm
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. OOC ((OOC: PLEASE ONLY POST HERE IF YOU HAVE BEEN PROMPTED BY A GM TO "WAKE UP". Your character now LOOKS like the character you have been granted in the solo rp, but they have not yet found their (material) weapon yet - ie: they are currently ICly weaponless, and they are in your choice of "regular" clothing (sans white coat) - Please post a small rp post with your character's reactions before exiting out, the next rp your character can post in will be the official introduction rp to the Hunters, which is the ICly "orientation" rp for all new Hunters. - 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: Wed May 30, 2012 2:50 am
Starting awake, Konstantin clawed at the edges of his container, struggling to climb out from it.
The air was disgusting. The lights were too bright, and on the whole, he felt as though he needed an awful shower.
Once he was free of the device, Konstantin sunk to the ground and sat cross-legged, taking a moment to regain his bearings.
"Where am I," he moaned in Russian, clutching at his head. Trials, shadows, Hunters, paperwork, a bit of rainbow scarf.
He was an unproductive lump, right now, and that didn't look like it was going to change any time in the near future.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 2:00 pm
She thought that this might have been what the universe once felt like, at that fabled moment when everything just popped into existence. Blinking, shakily adjusting her glasses, Mimsy exhaled deeply. She thought that she knew what she was doing here. Maybe. Potentially. It seemed like this was the right place to be, at least. And if it wasn't...well, this was where she wanted to be. Look at all of these fantastic modules! The battery that kept her necklace glowing had long since died, and she'd later be relieved to remember that some had been carefully packed next to her journals. But the present held more important things--living things. Like the stranger nearby. "Have you forgotten how to walk?" she asked, tone genuinely curious. Her own legs had been a bit wobbly and strange to her, but it was unsurprising that the effects might be different to others. Interesting. Hand outstretched towards him, should he need the assistance, she did nothing else but wait.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:18 pm
Kostya gave a tired, dogged stare up at the stranger. She was pretty; glasses, hair the colour of candies with tights to match-- and she offered him assistance.
A stranger, and yet, compassionate.
"Nyet," he murmured, taking her proffered hand with his own. He dusted his pants off, but the migraine persisted.
Struggling to find the English he knew, Konstantin looked around, blue-grey eyes peering around the pod room with piqued curiosity.
"Vhere are ve? Do you know?" his accent was thick, and clearly gave away his country of origin.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 5:12 am
It took a moment for his words to register through the potency of his accent. Mimsy lacked the clarity to recall anything in any other language at the present, but that first bit seemed to be a reply in the negative. A 'no'? Or sarcasm, were that not the case, considering the fact that he was now standing. "I...do not," she responded, cautious and more than a little disappointed in herself. She hated not knowing. It had already begun to nag at her, that insatiable curiosity to have her questions answered, to have the blanks filled in. "Surely we have not been left unattended. Not in a facility of this caliber..." Trailing off, she brushed her fingertips over the smooth surface of the pod from which she'd emerged. She wasn't really sure just what the facility was, but the technology was not lacking, at least. They would be missing out on a fine opportunity to just leave human specimens here...alone, in some sort of strange, suspended state. "Oh." Now was just as good a time as any for introductions. "I am Mimsy Kercher. Mimsy will suffice. I suppose it might be best to get acquainted while we mutually progress towards an understanding of this situation."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 5:24 pm
A scraggly man with extremely bushy brown hair practically burst into the room, accidentally hit the first pod with a loud thonk, and then proceeded to do the same with the second.
"Ow, god, evil killer pods" Thonk. "Why me??" Thonk. "Not again!"
A few long moments later, the figure re-aligned themselves vertically with the ground, taking the time to sniffle sadly, give one of the pods a loud kick that only very possible made his toe hurt even more.
After several more loud kicks and some pod versus man action, they finally stopped, huffing one last time to turn to the new awakened candidates. "Welcome, stupid candidates." The man groused and scrawled something horribly messy onto the clipboard next to Mimsy's pod. "Um, welcome to the island, blahblah, you are under my orders now, see, haha! I can be evil too and shoot people in the head and..... stuff oh god, Buffy, why?"
Another long moment where they seemed to be having a slight breakdown. After a few more hearty sobs to themselves, they got back up from snotting all over a closed pod. "Well, here you are, and you're kind of wasting my time, you know, I am an important man, with important time things. Extremely important." He suddenly made a motion to stand up very straight and readjust glasses that really were not on his face, as if expecting the two reawoken candidates to catch some sort of joke. "So alright, the two of you, follow me. I will show you something pretty ******** awesome."
Really, did the two have a choice? OOC - Mark leads the two to the temporary weapons chamber, as the current weapons ceremony cove is something of a disaster still. However, it pretty much looks like a small, downsized version of the normal weapons cove. After you have finished your weapons solo here, your character is now an official trainee of Deus. Good luck!
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 12:07 am
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. OOC ((OOC: PLEASE ONLY POST HERE IF YOU HAVE BEEN PROMPTED BY A GM TO "WAKE UP". Your character now LOOKS like the character you have been granted in the solo rp, but they have not yet found their (material) weapon yet - ie: they are currently ICly weaponless, and they are in your choice of "regular" clothing (sans white coat) - Please post a small rp post with your character's reactions before exiting out, the next rp your character can post in will be the official introduction rp to the Hunters, which is the ICly "orientation" rp for all new Hunters. <--- or maybe not, you goddamn straggler - 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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