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locked_down2018-08-12 11:24 am
lockdownmods) wrote in locked_down2018-08-12 11:24 am
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Awaken...
[ Everything still feels a bit hazy when you pull yourself out of bed this morning. Bed... not all of you may remember going to bed. It may take several long minutes for that feeling to die down. Several things may seem immediately wrong. But even if the basics are familiar-- there's a sort of uneasy feeling of wrongness that lingers as you come to. That feeling will probably never go away entirely.
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
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[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
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[ he's doing great at this meeting people thing. ]
I woke up here, yes. The confusion seems to be a uniting factor.
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waver bites back the snarky comment, and sighs. ]
Uniting factor? I guess you could call it like that. There’s a lot of things I’d like to ask our captors, whenever the hell they show up.
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[ he sighs, giving connor a closer look. ]
What’s— what’s that on your temple?
[ waver points at his own temple to show which side he’s talking about. he’s referring to the circle thing that i don’t know what it’s called because i’m dumb. ]
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[ he turns his head so waver can see it ]
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[ LED lights are something that waver doesn't usually see; the clock tower knows little about technology.
but, between the LED light, the strange wording, but the relatively human like appearance, waver can't help but come to a conclusion that he thought he would never arrive to. ]
Are you...some sort of robot?
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it's that he's too damn confused to even begin to doubt him. ]
Right so...you're from the future, I guess. Because we don't have anything like androids where I'm from.
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[ well, waver feels a little bit embarrassed about shouting but????? 2038????
focus, waver. don't look like an idiot here...even if he's unsure of whether or not the android cares. ]
Sorry. It's just surprising, I guess. It was 1994 last time I checked, so I never thought I'd see...someone from so far in the future.
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I understand, it must be quite a shock on top of everything else.
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[ he sighs. waver would think about asking whoever shows up at 'orientation' but he doubts he'll receive an answer. so instead, he'll focus on what's right in front of him. ]
Well, what's 2038 like? Did World War III happen already?
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[ sorry 2038 is mcfucked ]
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[ disappointed, but not surprised. ]
And androids like you...are they common?
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[ he can only imagine that, by this point, the mage's association is either on fire or close to, but doesn't mention it. ]
That sounds amazing, but I imagine that it must be difficult for some people to accept.
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