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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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[She actually seemed startled, she had entirely forgotten about the whole introduction thing you were supposed to do.]
I'm hoping the name will end up as infamous here as it was back home.
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[She's guessing jewel theft, but you never know.]
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[She shrugged as if it was no big deal, despite pretty much having bragged about it moments earlier. The nerve.]
How about you? Got any fame or infamy? Or are you more the goody two shoes type that runs after justice or whatnot?
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Goody two-shoes...?
No. I was a princess. [Among other things she's not so proud of.]
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[Maya showed an annoyed expression, apparently she was recalling something (or rather someone) that peeved her.]
Though... You were a princess? As in royalty? I've read a few stories with a character like that... 'The daring escape from Castle Doom', 'Revenge of the Vezier...' - hadn't thought you'd end up being someone like that.
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[That sounds more like Aang, but maybe Zuko converted to it. She did get Mai in trouble for it, didn't she?]
I don't know what they're like in your stories, but Fire Nation royalty are expected to become military leaders. My sister excelled at it. I didn't.
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Not that we had something like a real military any more. Must've collapsed ages ago.
[Maya shrugged. T'was normal for her, after all.]
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[That was not what she got out of those weird titles, but okay.]
And what do you mean it collapsed?
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[She shrugged]
What I mean? Well, if your world's dying, there's little place left for states. They collapse, and people make do without the stuff it had. Military, gone. All that's left is hiring a few mercenaries if someone needs dirty work done.
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...but I'm sorry to hear about your world.
Sorry, overtime related stuff drove my general posting spree down :<
And don't be sorry. I mean, it's a goner now, right? Better having gone out with a bang than with the whimper it was ending as.
[She did sound more annoyed with the later than her words made it seem. After all, she had decided in the end to save it (and make it hers, obviously, because ego). And now something had destroyed it? What the heck, world!]
no worries, it happens!
Re: no worries, it happens!
Well, for most people. Everyone here did cope, eventually, didn't they? So no point complaining.
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[It might sound like she's bragging that she's one of the better ones, but actually she means the opposite. Zuko is hardly the epitome of well-adjusted.]
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[The 'better than others' one, really. Not that she'd say it out loud.]
So, nobody ever went nuts over it? Broke down, went on a rampage, the like?
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[Well. That's not to say things can't get dramatic in the Bastion. Just ask anyone about Night or the plague or the sinking scare.]
Not because of anyone being homesick anyway.
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[Well, the wording made her curious. Things like this were quite good to know, after all.]
Does it involve megalomaniacal jerks, or just your regular hazards?
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It's hard to take calmly when there are so few of us.
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[Kinda like those villages inhabited by people that got stuck and had to make a living there, for better or worse. Just with more vegetation and untrustworthy ground around it.]
At least it stays in one piece for longer periods of time.
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[That's totally reassuring, right?]
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Huh. I guess it's still safer than out there, but it must have taken some serious optimism to rebuild after that one.
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That's why it's best if you just leave it alone.
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WHat is it with gems and gem-like objects having devastating side effects? Sheesh.
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As long as the risks don't include the gem exploding or falling into an endless abyss, I mean.
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Caught her there.
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