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thebastion2014-10-29 08:06 pm
schroedingersgun) wrote in thebastion2014-10-29 08:06 pm
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Day 244 :: This is not a proper wasteland, damnit! [OPEN]
Who: Maya Schroedinger and anyone
Open: Open
When: Day 244
Where: Around the monument
What: Maya Schroedinger tries tosteal inspect the monument.
Format: Will match yours.
Warnings: N/A
It hadn't been Maya's day, that was for sure. Waking up in what looked like a dried-up wasteland was, well, normal for her. Not waking up with her team at her side, however, was not.
Nor was discovering that the world had been torn apart, that there were only patches left! And the only remotely stable place might as well be on another continent, with the constant shifting of this sorry excuse of 'ground'!
Traversing this all had been a much needed distraction, though. It had forced her to move ever forward, to put her worries about Alfred, Todd, even Shady, not to mention Virginia and some others on the back of her mind.
And it had left her angry, really angry. Her only wish: To have a very stern talk with whoever was responsible for this, all of it. And then shoot them in the face!
After quite an odyssey, she had finally arrived at what was apparently called the Bastion. It didn't even look like anything from her world, and the crazy rambling of the only person she had met so far (the poor NPC mentioned in the FAQ) hadn't helped at all. At least he had given her an amulet with a pretty gem embedded into it, that alleviated her mood somewhat. What she had spotted shortly afterwards, though... that was different and immediately distracted her from everything else, including the toll the travel had taken on her.
The monument. Or, rather, the fact that a part of it resembled a large, pretty gem. Pretty much a mystical mega-sized gem, practically asking for her totake embrace it!
And thus, she started circling the monument. Could it be transported? What about the people that no doubt lived in this blasted place? Maybe a distraction would be needed...
[Your character can spot her walking around the monument, poking it, trying to climb it, trying to take a sample, in other words being totally suspicious and/or nuts.
Alternatively, she might spot your character, in which case she'd shout a "Hey, you! Yes, you! Get over here!" and point at them - Maya is anything but shy when it comes to requesting information on gems and gem-like objects!
And she'll likely continue to do all of this even after the first person tries to tell her off. She can be pretty persistent!]
Open: Open
When: Day 244
Where: Around the monument
What: Maya Schroedinger tries to
Format: Will match yours.
Warnings: N/A
It hadn't been Maya's day, that was for sure. Waking up in what looked like a dried-up wasteland was, well, normal for her. Not waking up with her team at her side, however, was not.
Nor was discovering that the world had been torn apart, that there were only patches left! And the only remotely stable place might as well be on another continent, with the constant shifting of this sorry excuse of 'ground'!
Traversing this all had been a much needed distraction, though. It had forced her to move ever forward, to put her worries about Alfred, Todd, even Shady, not to mention Virginia and some others on the back of her mind.
And it had left her angry, really angry. Her only wish: To have a very stern talk with whoever was responsible for this, all of it. And then shoot them in the face!
After quite an odyssey, she had finally arrived at what was apparently called the Bastion. It didn't even look like anything from her world, and the crazy rambling of the only person she had met so far (
The monument. Or, rather, the fact that a part of it resembled a large, pretty gem. Pretty much a mystical mega-sized gem, practically asking for her to
And thus, she started circling the monument. Could it be transported? What about the people that no doubt lived in this blasted place? Maybe a distraction would be needed...
[Your character can spot her walking around the monument, poking it, trying to climb it, trying to take a sample, in other words being totally suspicious and/or nuts.
Alternatively, she might spot your character, in which case she'd shout a "Hey, you! Yes, you! Get over here!" and point at them - Maya is anything but shy when it comes to requesting information on gems and gem-like objects!
And she'll likely continue to do all of this even after the first person tries to tell her off. She can be pretty persistent!]
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[The Calamity was to blame for that, but good luck asking him for any details; that was Mancer business, nothing he knew anything about.]
Sounds like y'll be right at home then. If there's one thing we got here, it's danger.
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[Not that she didn't miss them...]
So, how it works here is that this is your safe zone, and then the capable folks head out for shards, while the really capable ones go for cores?
Seems sensible.
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[He said, giving Maya an nod in affirmation to her statement.]
I'd like t'think there's some sense in it, the better we work t'gether, the less we come back in pieces.
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['On my own' meaning 'alongside Todd, Shady and Alfred', of course, but then her definition of 'on my own' had always been a tad shady. Really, for all her posturing, she had always done things in a team. She just had ruled out teaming up with other teams - or, rather, a particular team....]
...but I guess I could lend a helping hand sometimes.
[That didn't mean she might not squabble for a particularly pretty core, though...]
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[He'd never seen the Bastion do these kinds of things before when given cores, but he guessed that it had to do with the amount of people. Maybe it could just tell when there were enough people around that it needed certain places.]
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IF this place gets healthier due to it, it'd be a side-effect at most.
[WEll, if she said so. She seemed determined enough to believe it. Or make one believe it, perhaps.]
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[He said, turning around and raising his hand up. He figured the lady could figure things out from here, she had the basic info she needed and it didn't look like she'd do anything to cause the Bastion to fall out of the air. As for him, he had places to be out on the Skyway.]
I'll be seein' ya, I'm sure. Take care till then.
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[She raised one of her hands, returning his gesture, then looked at the monument again.
And sighed. What was up with her bad luck concerning things like this? Sheesh!]