cityship: (Stacy--Actual Face)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-12-01 01:57 pm

Pods Will Pop

[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. If you would like to play out them talking to the AI, please send an email to the mods making the request--we do this only by request. Then move onto the big Newbie Meeting. Once your character has gotten the rundown from the old crew, you may start posting entrance posts and freely tagging. Here is the OOC info.]


||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounds out to all the podmates through the ship.

In the Pod Caverns, there are the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

There is condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slide out onto the floors, covered in slime.

--


There was nothing. You were going about your normal life, then there was a bright light, and then? Nothing.

Then the world lurches.

The chamber here is humid.

Actually, "chamber" isn't quite accurate. You're in a cavern, half-lit by an eerie greenish light, going on and on as far as the eye can see. The light is coming from what can only be described as pods, glistening, round greenish-yellow things, glowing with a pale inner light, outlining human -- and not quite human -- forms. Each is rooted to the floor, to the walls, with something black, twisted, and unidentifiable.

They line the walls of the cavern, go up in maddeningly high columns, curling and corkscrewing up into the darkness, until the light from them is like that of the stars, glowing pale and mournful in clusters in the darkness above. Twisted walkways and stairs crisscross, traverse the platforms in front of the pods, wending their way back and forth, up and down through the chamber.

You just came from one of those pods, broke free like a butterfly from a (slimy, nasty) chrysalis.

Now you stand alone but not quite alone, naked, not knowing how you got there, who took you, or why you were taken.

As your body heats up again, you realize the air is warm -- just a few degrees too warm to be comfortable -- and muggy; it smells acrid and organic, like freshly spilt blood and sweat. Your mouth tastes of salt.

The floors are pulsing under your feet, throbbing...

Wherever you are, this entire place...is alive.

Oh, and also you're naked and covered in alien snot.

When you call out, ask where you are, a voice speaks to you, in your head. She tells you:

||You are here.||


When you ask who she is, she tells you that her name is STA'C K'LTRRB'TXFT, but that you may call her Stacy. When she tells you who she is, there is a gush of emotion, love, maternal warmth. You are on a ship. She is that ship. Her name is Stacy and she loves you. Her voice is warm and motherly, even if these messages sound almost automated.

Glowing phosphorescent lights appear in pustules along the floor. They lead you up a massive spiraling walkway that gives you a view of what are possibly millions in stasis. At the top is a room with moving vines that clean you and clothe you in a plant-like body-suit--soft, but durable. After that, the lights lead you to a great cavernous room with a clear floor that lets you see all the holes and tunnels in the walls of it. When you reach the center, the last thing she tells you before whisking you away to gather your belongings and meet the rest of the crew is this reassuring thought:

||You have been Chosen to accomplish a Great Purpose. You have been Chosen to help fight the Ohm, a race of insectoid beings that are the destroyers of worlds.||

||You have been Chosen as champions of life, as protectors of the worlds and peoples that are left. The others are waiting for you. They will explain everything.||


She will tell you nothing more. Your answers lie with these "others" she speaks of.

[identity profile] greenestlantern.livejournal.com 2009-12-01 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Guy heard a familiar voice. No, it was impossible. Kyle had blown up. He'd seen it. He'd--

It was Kyle. Live and in way too much of the flesh.

"KYLE!" Guy shouted, storming up to him. "YOU GODDAMN IDIOT!"

[identity profile] greenisnewblack.livejournal.com 2009-12-01 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh god, here comes the freight train. Usually when you died you didn’t see your angry best friend first thing. You’re supposed to see lovely naked angels… not… “Dude, you’re flopping about there….”

Because, honestly what else was he supposed to say. He really wasn’t that sorry about blowing himself up, it was either he did that or those black lanterns got the Alpha Lantern battery and killed them all.

[identity profile] greenestlantern.livejournal.com 2009-12-01 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, Kyle was flopping too, and really beside the point. He stormed up to Kyle and punched him. Hard. "You had me real worried! Don't you know I'm the one who's supposed to take the dumb risks? How'd you even survive that?"

[identity profile] greenisnewblack.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
That wasn’t the point; Kyle was used to seeing himself naked. Not that he had a problem with nudity anyway. He did however, have a problem with being punched. “You know, usually when you’re happy to see someone you don’t punch them.

So he did what all Men would do..and punched Guy back. "Look, blowing myself up was better than everyone getting rampaged on by those Black Lanterns."

[identity profile] greenestlantern.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Guy took the punch. "I ain't happy! I'm mad! It was a damn stupid move and if someone was gonna do it, it shoulda been me!"

[identity profile] greenisnewblack.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
They weren't going to argue naked about something like this were they? "Look, I did it because I was the closest. Don't go lecturing me about saving your life. I'd give up my own over and over if I have to, Guy."

[identity profile] greenestlantern.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, well, tell me how you feel after seein' your best friend blow up," Guy grumbled. "Don't you dare try a stunt like that again, got it? If you ain't gonna let me do it, get Hal to do it."

[identity profile] greenisnewblack.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"And you expect me to let you do it? Maybe next time I'll just blow up and arm or something." He really wanted some clothes, or at least his ring so he could imagine some clothes.

[identity profile] greenestlantern.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm glad you ain't dead." This was the part where he'd move in for a manly hug, but the nudity got in the way of that. "C'mon, let's find clothes. Or even better, our rings."

But there was no way he was letting Kyle get hurt again.

[identity profile] greenisnewblack.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, a manly hug would have been the next step in awkward. "They're probably in that armory that one of those weird things was buzzing about." He really should be used to odd looking creatures. Look at half the Green Lantern Corps, plus the blue headed babies...

[identity profile] greenestlantern.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Then let's go." Nothing awkward here. Just two best friends wandering around naked as they look for their rings.

[identity profile] greenisnewblack.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah Guy... I think they're going to give us one of those weird suits.." At some point at least. In other words, stop rushing off naked Guy and put on your meat sack.

[identity profile] greenestlantern.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
"And then we can get rid of 'em and just wear our uniforms. We're Lanterns. We don't need to dress in plants." Guy smirked and pounded his back.

[identity profile] greenisnewblack.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
"That would be the plan. Being spit out in some snot was bad enough. I don't really want to wear the snot in jumpsuit form."

He glanced around, what else was supposed to happen. They get their meatsuits... find their rings and then kick ass and take names, sounds about right.