First Key: Awakening
Oct. 27th, 2011 07:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Action: 7134 Brooks Lane]
[Marvelous sits up, the morning sun stinging his eyes into a state between open and shut. Which was funny since he had CLOSED the window in his bunk last night since it had started to get a bit chilly.
As his eyes creep open, he begins to see something amiss. White. The room was white. Which assuredly is NOT the interior of the Galleon at any stretch. Now his eyes are wide open.
Soon out of bed, he notices his clothes and a ring that are not his own, and in a quick and increasingly frantic effort he can't find his Mobirates ANYWHERE in the room, nor any sign of his crew]
Is this some kind of Zangyack trick? Where the hell am I?!
[Phone:Public]
[Voice: Most assuredly frustrated, playing up the slight gruffness his voice always has]
All right. Now you listen up and good: I have three questions. Who the hell are you; where is this place, and where is my damn crew!? You have 3 seconds to answer before I go and find out myself.
[Marvelous sits up, the morning sun stinging his eyes into a state between open and shut. Which was funny since he had CLOSED the window in his bunk last night since it had started to get a bit chilly.
As his eyes creep open, he begins to see something amiss. White. The room was white. Which assuredly is NOT the interior of the Galleon at any stretch. Now his eyes are wide open.
Soon out of bed, he notices his clothes and a ring that are not his own, and in a quick and increasingly frantic effort he can't find his Mobirates ANYWHERE in the room, nor any sign of his crew]
Is this some kind of Zangyack trick? Where the hell am I?!
[Phone:Public]
[Voice: Most assuredly frustrated, playing up the slight gruffness his voice always has]
All right. Now you listen up and good: I have three questions. Who the hell are you; where is this place, and where is my damn crew!? You have 3 seconds to answer before I go and find out myself.
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Date: 2011-10-29 01:18 am (UTC)That would explain the strange demeanor of the people in this house.
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Date: 2011-10-29 01:21 am (UTC)Those are drones, they quite probably once were normal people, but the town drove them mad and stole their sentience.
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Date: 2011-10-29 01:26 am (UTC)So, they're this...town's...slaves then?
[He's starting to feel sorry for them now, despite the creepy factor]
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Date: 2011-10-29 12:07 pm (UTC)