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 Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:04 pm
At the Surrounding of the Zodiacs things had gotten very bad, then somewhat alright, then perhaps worse. Daily it seemed that there were civilians vanishing so that the blue-gel comas that a few had experienced were a fond memory. The golden particles of their departed friends tended to hover about the living as if they were curious, or perhaps protective, but they tended to flash in and out of corporeal existence at odd times.
They had been there for almost a month and a half when, surprisingly, someone in every one of the Outposts lifted their hands in almost unison. Their hands curled slowly and pointed out into the empty space and spoke. The words were monotone, hurried, like there wasn't a lot of time left to speak. "It's coming." Golden sparkles erupted from the head of each person in each specific place, diving down into the rainbow road of the Surrounding and away.
What was coming? Where was pretty obvious it was from the place outside of the Surrounding but how? When? Perusing the open space yielded nothing to be seen. There was no great dark creature blocking out stars.
Everything was calm. Peaceful. Yet that had happened. What was going on?
If you are a civilian you must post to this RP with some kind of reaction to stay alive. It doesn't have to be profound it simply has to be some sort of reaction. You have until midnight PST on Friday (that is the bridge between Fri and Sat) to post.
Feel free to actually RP if you would like but if you do not have time for actual RP a single post will suffice.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:21 pm
Natalia had, for the first couple of weeks, made the best of her time here. Come the third week, the homesick feeling and worry set in. However, she wasn't one for acting out on it. She kept it in. She was no shoulder to cry on for anyone. Especially not herself. She was good at keeping things inside. Well, save for her need to be doing something. Cooking and cleaning were endless chores it seemed, so there was no problem there..
But then things started happening. Things that were just...unreal. Things got worse. People were dying. People were being killed. Natalia feared for her own life. She wanted...she wanted to go home! She wanted this nightmare to end! She wanted her life back and to forget this ever happened!
And then, things got weirder. Someone's hand lifted up to point into the vast space above.
It's coming.
Natalia couldn't explain the cold shiver that ran down her spine at those two simple words. The golden sparkles got a look of bewilderment and almost horror from the girl. Looking up into space, she saw nothing.
What was coming?
Natalia could only tell herself not to panic. Keep calm. Things had already been weird. This could just be... just be... Just what could it be? Her head hurt, and she was tired of trying to figure everything out. Tired of acting fine. For the first time since a certain pot incident, she felt like acting out. Making a scene, but all she could do was look to the skies in horror at what could not be seen, but what a few people must have felt.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:43 pm
Raven stopped mid step, glancing upwards. She hesitated then wrapped her arms around herself, shivering rather violently. It’s coming? What’s coming…? She glanced to the one who spoke the words, half tempted to go over and shake them, trying to get them to just…stop…
What could be coming? Was…The blonde just gave a sigh. There was nothing to do but wait, and she felt a strange sort of mixture of both hope and dread. What was going to happen…? Was a way home coming? That…seemed possible. She…she had to get ready. She had to get prepared…had to…punch things…
With the way things had been going…it seemed like…it was going to be some sort of battle.
She would make sure she was ready. She would do what she had to in order to protect herself, and protect her new space friends. No matter the cost.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:43 pm
Ghost Hawk had no idea what the hell was going on anymore. s**t was coming? Your mom was coming. s**t was coming out of people's heads and it wasn't garbage.
Fade space was weird as balls.
Oh well, back to creeping on Anders as a magical glitter cloud.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:47 pm
It's Coming: The simple, monotone words raised every hair on the back of her neck and down her spine, and it took her several beats to remember to breathe.
It's coming? What's coming? Another space whale? She hadn't seen that one coming either, she'd even thought that the whale's cry had been sort of eerie and sad... though that was before it had covered her in giant whale-spit and barfed her out.
"Ohhhhhhh goddamnit... there is not enough chocolate in the universe for this..."
A bath tub full of warm chocolate wouldn't be enough. Soaking in the bathtub with imported truffles and a giant cup of hot coco overflowing with whipped cream wouldn't do it. She'd been starting to do pretty well on the whole 'breaking down and crying' thing, but she was back to that point, the same as she'd been right after the spider, when she'd buried herself in trying to stock a stores worth of chocolate to feed the people at Virgo, and she clapped her hands to her face, covering the biting of her lip and trying to use them as a dam to keep back the urge to let tears start pouring uncontrolled down her face.
Stop it Holi. STOP IT. It won't do any good. It won't tell you whats out there. It won't tell you if it's good, it won't tell you if it's bad, it won't tell you if it's a giant ******** monster who's going to eat you or if it's the Space Sparkling Magical Greyhound Bus to bring us home...
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:58 pm
'It's coming.'
The monotone words had stopped Joshua, and had him emerge from the rainbow road. It was easy enough to figure out something was amiss, something was very, very wrong...
And it got to even him at this point, and he stopped, light particles oddly still.
Then, he saw Holi. He knew her, remembered her, flashes - warm smiles, words, the taste of something sweet. It was enough for him, enough to spring him into action in a way that he might never had done had he still been alive, if his viewpoint hadn't been changed.
He floated over to her, watching her for a moment. Then, arms closed around her, just barely touching, his head resting on her shoulders, not once occuring to him that poor Holi probably had no damn idea who he was. That seemed unimportant at the moment.
It was a warm embrace, hopefully comforting, even if Joshua was the proof that darker things had gotten to the surrounding and he had gotten the consequences of it.
Still, he couldn't stop watching in the distance that had been pointed.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 5:17 pm
It was easier to tell herself that this was all a dream. None of this was real. It was all a strange dream; she was Alice lost down the rabbit hole, wandering a rainbow road and sleeping in a castle run by a Fairy Queen with her court of... Would they be faeries? Sheila was unsure of this fact. The knights and senshi were still strangely dressed people that she regarded with a curiosity tampered by fear, prompting her to shy away from them whenever possible.
"Lucky? Luuuuucky! Lucky, Lucky, Lucky!" She called out, using a sing-song voice that one reserved for calling for a beloved pet cat, rather than a friend.
Her search was interrupted when she heard it: "It's coming."
"Huh? What?!" Sheila looked around, then up. Nothing; it was rather difficult to look at the vast never-changing prinpricks of light that made up space. With a shrug, Sheila continued looking for Lucky, unaware that her friend wasn't coming back. In an corporeal form, anyway.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 5:47 pm
Its coming. She heard it and turned to see someone she was sure who with their hand in the air and golden sparkles coming from their head. It was surely not the oddest thing she had seen in her month and a half adventure, but it made her extremely curious.
"What's coming," she asked not really expecting an answer but wanting to know what was coming. Why the sparkles and she wondered if it was something bad. Enough people had gone missing or died and ribbon count, ribbons she tied to a tree in rememberance were getting to be many, it was very sad. Ever the optimist, trying to keep everyone spirits up was becoming a little less easy.
She sighed, "what ever it is I hope it isn't bad."
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 6:03 pm
A month and a half in space and Darwin was kinda starting to get used to it. He didn’t like it, but you couldn’t stay somewhere for so long and not start becoming accustomed to it. The lack of school, for one. Not having to go to school and do homework meant he had an unusual amount of time on his hands.
Sleeping was good. So was eating. Trying to stay alive was pretty important. All of those were boring (or scary) though, so Darwin had taken to making up games to play to pass the time. Today he was in the Chronos gardens again, trying to throw rocks into a circle he’d drawn in the dirt. Suddenly he heard voices from within the outpost:
“ It’s coming.”
The green-haired boy rolled his eyes; space was making people loony. The only thing they had to worry about coming was the Mother Space Squirrel and there hadn't been any signs, so clearly she wasn't coming.
Thwack.
Darwin went back to playing with his rocks.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 6:03 pm
It was the sparkles that set Keren's teeth on edge. She liked medical dramas, House and Blackjack and Franken-Fran and n**-Tuck. Body horror she could deal with - she'd seen worse in her dad's pathology journals, fetuses with their brains sticking out the backs of their heads or their intestines herniated into sacks. If the person's head had just exploded and sent bloody chunks everywhere, Keren would have been totally okay with that. She might have even thought it was cool.
But even after all her time on the surrounding, she wasn't used to the random acts of magic. Those were what worried her, because they weren't explainable with medicine and you couldn't predict them.
So she'd just seen someone's head explode into a shower of golden sparkles.
Keren felt ill. She sank to her knees, head in her hands - what if she was next?
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 7:02 pm
Bela had just walked into the room when someone said it's coming and BAMF golden sparkles. "Oh Sweet Bloody Mary." She muttered before about facing and walking back out.
It wasn't the fact that the person had just exploded in front of her. It was the fact things just kept getting WEIRD. She frowned as she walked out. Maybe there was something else she could do to pass the time. Hopefully they could get off this rock before something actually happened.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 7:21 pm
Candice looked up to the sky and sighed. It was over a month since she's been here, and well, it felt really odd. At the beginning, it was hard to accept where she was, but now she kind of just... was. There was still no idea when she would go home, and with a close encounter with those 'youma', she wasn't even completely sure she would go home.
The area sparkled around her as something, or someone, blew up. She could do nothing but stare, wide-eyed with wonder and growing fear. Something was coming and it would decide if she would go home or not.
No matter what happened, Candice knew that she would not go down without a fight. From what she heard about the people that passed in the areas, they could help everyone that way. If she couldn't go home herself, Candice knew that she still wanted others to live. "We don't all have to die..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 7:31 pm
Its coming.
Her head snapped up at the shower of sparks, eyes going wide as saucers for a moment. A shiver ran down her back and she quickly looked around for Raven. Mary moved next to the girl, looking out into the empty space. While the other girl was dreaming for a way home, Mary was stealing herself for battle.
Argabauth protect us... she thought to herself, mind turning to every battle that she had participated in her RPGs. Every game that had Arga fighting tooth and nail. Every battle that had ended with loss and winning.
A boss was coming. An elite skull boss was coming, and she didn't have the stats for good rolls. She wouldn't give up, however. She needed to protect Raven, and Darwin, and Jett, and herself. In the month and a half she'd been here, Mary had realized that she had more to fight for than just her characters, and that magic was real. She may not have been able to transform in to a gryphon, Argabauth may have stopped talking to her, and she felt alone in a group of people, but she had more to live for now than she'd ever had before.
And she wasn't going to let the monsters of space destroy that any longer.
Mary "Arga" Tunith waited with a silent vigil, lilac eyes never leaving the open expanse of space-sky.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 10:17 pm
Within the span of a month, Felix had slowly adapted himself to a life in space. It was far from what he had initially imagined—science-fiction novels had often depicted advanced spaceships and other sorts of interesting technology. His days in the Surrounding were normal, or at least normal as it could be, but his mind would often drift back to home. Felix often contemplated what he was missing. How was the media reacting? Was his mother alright? What sort of tomfoolery were his friends jumping into now?
It’s coming.
The words struck him as peculiar yet foreboding as he watched someone point to the stars, to the Surrounding. Soon after, the person’s head burst into a flurry of sparkles, evoking a look of restrained disgust from Felix. While some onlookers may have watched on, stupefied, Felix quickly strode away from the scene. Coming? What was? The ambiguity frustrated the lad until it seemed like a wave creases permanently marred his forehead.
Whatever was coming, he felt pretty sure that it would signal the end of this ordeal, for better or for worse.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 10:36 pm
Harm was walking toward the main house when it happened. She froze midstride as some beside her, she didn't know who, raised their hand and uttered those two chilling words. Then the sparkles descended and she felt peace. Except, she didn't know where it came from.
She should have been freaked out. She should have wondered what the hell was happening. She knew things had gotten bad, even in her own little post, but she hadn't seen people dying or seen any of the hurt civilians. She certainly hadn't been one of them which she would always consider a good thing since she'd nearly died just to get here. She was glad nothing came to find her again. No whales: that was now her policy.
Now there was some ominous warning floating around overhead and she didn't know yet whether it was her salvation or something much worse. She'd been away from home and everyone she loved for over a month now and she wanted so much to see her old room and her friends. Her mom. Harm could only stare up with everyone else and wait. And hope.
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