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Entry tags:
- !!stacy,
- !location: pod caverns,
- !plot: pod release,
- barbara wright,
- christine royce,
- gerald tarrant,
- karkat vantas,
- leonard church,
- madoka kaname,
- maria balthasar,
- max gibson,
- ninth doctor,
- ranulf,
- razputin aquato,
- rimethiel,
- roger maxson,
- shizuru viola,
- tavros nitram,
- tenth doctor,
- the tenth doctor,
- uva,
- veronica santangelo,
- volanz adarga
Podpop
[Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. Tag each other in groups of 2's, 3's, and 4's, to get some interaction to start with. If a thread doesn't already have 2 or 3 people tagged in, tag it with your character's podpop popping near the other people, rather than making a new subthread. 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.]
||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.
||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.
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"Ah, but like I said, I'm just a fox who god lucky and gained some extra help... I might not even be from the same place you are~" After all, there were plenty of extra-planar Champions in the League, so the idea of other worlds or dimensions and what not, was not new to her. Or disturbing for that matter.
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She scanned the area once more, her eyes narrowed as she took in every bit of information she could.
"I've seen places like this before, but it's different. It reminded me of a city-state from my world, but this... meaty cavern is much different."
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"I guess you're not privy to such knowledge. Other worlds, other existences, other dimensions... There's many of them as far as I've learned, but I'm afraid my knowledge on the subject is limited seeing as I began to explore everything not long ago."
About the time the League picked her up after her fated encounter with the powerful mage.
"Think of your Equestria. But now imagine it in an entirely different location, and filled with different kinds of people. They might be just like you, but chances are that they are quite different. Some worlds are extraordinarily unlike your own even. Rivers of fire, skies of lightning, mountains of cotton even. Who knows what else is out there, or who's waiting."
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She stood, shook her fur a bit and looked to the stairs.
"I've told you what I know, and what I am. There's not much else to say. I'll be heading towards those stairs that everyone seems to be going to and see where fate leads me. You're free to accompany me if you wish~"
And with that, she shook her tails once before striding gracefully at a relaxed pace, heading towards the stairs.
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Rainbow Dash zipped forward, turning as she passed the fox to keep her in sight. "I'm gonna fly around and see if any of my friends are here too. You want me to look for anyone?"
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I wish you best of luck in finding your friends miss~"
Ahri nodded towards the pegasus with a smile.
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She shot off in a flash, a rainbow trail marking her passage. Once, twice, three times she races around the pod chamber, high and low. Then she dropped back down to the air close above the fox.
"Nothing. Nopony else is here," she said dejectedly.
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Ahri had kept her relaxed pace, taking in as much of the new location as possible and making notes of interest in case she ever ventures back down here.
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Then soon after engulfed her body in fox fire, her silhouette transforming into that of the curvy female that had approached the pegasus earlier.
"Like this~"
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Yes. Rainbow Dash had a LOT to learn about the wide, wide universe.
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Ahri was curious, after all, from what little she'd seen and read, humanoids seemed to be the prevailing kind in most worlds.
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"It'd take a bit to describe them all, but most of those races walk on two legs, they have feet and arms like the one's 'm sporting now~"
Ahri made a display of her feet, legs, arms and hands.
"They come in lots of different sizes and colors and all sorts of other things that stand each other apart."
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Even when she was the mythical fox, she still managed to see the humanoids from afar, toiling in their war and going to extreme measures with their magic.
It all looked like so much fun
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