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unknownseas2022-06-12 10:14 am
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2022-06-12 10:14 am
And with the sweat of your brow...
Fun Fact: Did you know that if the multiverse is real, there could be an almost infinite square mileage of completely unexplored ocean out there?
No reason.
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You wake in one of 25 rooms with a sense of unease that doesn't quite track with how nice the accommodations are. Maybe it has something to do with the giant window leading out to the sea. The temperature is low, which might make you wish you had woken up under the luxurious covers instead of atop them. The lights, too, are low. But next to your bed is a small personal radio, and it's playing a song for you. There's also a small note printed on folded cardstock next to it.
Dear Prospective Citizen,
Welcome to the Helios Suites at New Rapture. The time should currently be 12:00 PM. Please take a moment to get your bearings and become acquainted with your new environment, then meet in the hotel lobby at 1:30 PM sharp for an orientation with Mayor Fontaine.
With only that for guidance, there's only the one thing to do: get out there and start exploring... well, it's hardly a full city, but it's something! And in the halls (or on the wall of your suite or the lobby), you very well may find up to 24 other captives.
What you do until your meeting with Mayor Fontaine, well... that's up to you. Every room certainly gives you something to talk about.
No reason.
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You wake in one of 25 rooms with a sense of unease that doesn't quite track with how nice the accommodations are. Maybe it has something to do with the giant window leading out to the sea. The temperature is low, which might make you wish you had woken up under the luxurious covers instead of atop them. The lights, too, are low. But next to your bed is a small personal radio, and it's playing a song for you. There's also a small note printed on folded cardstock next to it.
Dear Prospective Citizen,
Welcome to the Helios Suites at New Rapture. The time should currently be 12:00 PM. Please take a moment to get your bearings and become acquainted with your new environment, then meet in the hotel lobby at 1:30 PM sharp for an orientation with Mayor Fontaine.
With only that for guidance, there's only the one thing to do: get out there and start exploring... well, it's hardly a full city, but it's something! And in the halls (or on the wall of your suite or the lobby), you very well may find up to 24 other captives.
What you do until your meeting with Mayor Fontaine, well... that's up to you. Every room certainly gives you something to talk about.
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[ A long, long pause as Hodaka peers at Misfire. ]
You're...a real robot...? From space?
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Toe to tip.
[Wingtip, exactly. He gives them a wiggle.]
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S- so cool...! A robot. A real...robot, like out of a video game or a manga...!
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[Ok, sure, he loves this. Sue him.]
You wanna know the coolest part? We - cybertronians, that is - transform.
[He gestures to his wings.]
I'll give you three guesses for what.
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[ He practically stands on tiptoe to get a better look, completely (ha) enraptured. ]
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[He crouches and whilst it does help Hodaka get a better look, that’s not why.
When nothing happens, he knocks against his side with irritation.]
What - come on! Disabling my t-cog? Not cool. You’re making me look like a fraud over here.
[He turns his attention back to Hodaka, seemingly forgetting he could hear every word of that.]
Okay, look, I can’t do it right now, so just take my word for it. Promise it’s really cool.
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So he just lets Misfire go, and when he returns his gaze to Hodaka what meets him is more just a slightly baffled kid. ]
Uhhh. It's... It's okay, Mr. Robot. [ Robo-san. Hodaka awkwardly pats his...what's closest, his arm. His chest? ] I'm...sure it happens to everyone?
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[He’s starting to think, maybe, when Krok was admonishing them all for wasting their lives, he might have just had a teeny tiny bit of a point. But only in this moment. And he will never tell him that.
He waves a hand to Hodaka, amidst all the consolation pats. Which are probably on his chest, considering it just takes up so much of his body.]
It’s cool, I’m alright - so long as you’re not too disappointed. It’s just one of those things. Easily disabled. Too easily. Probably more than any body part has a right to be, but you could say that about anything inside of us.
[‘Us’ not being used in a broad sense. You can’t really hack into someone’s pancreas as easily as a t-cog.]
Makes sense though, right? Minimising property damage through reckless indoor flying.
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[ Hodaka trails off. Seems suspicious?? But also they woke up in a luxury hotel, literally everything seems suspicious. ]
But, um, is there any way…to like, reenable it…? It can’t be comfortable to not be able to do a thing you can like…normally do.
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Looks Hodaka up and down for a second.]
Are your tiny hands any good at surgery?
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I would not trust myself with that.
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[ The driest possible laugh. ]
That's...good [ ???? ] Mr. Robot.
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[Mr. Robot would be his father, if he had one.]
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[ What a name... That doesn't inspire a lot of confidence, but Hodaka's not going to say that. What he does say is- ]
Ah, and I'm Hodaka.
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Nice to meet you, kid. Let’s hope this’ll just be a brief encounter.
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...Yeah. Uh- no offense. But...I wouldn't like to be here...for too long.
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None taken. I wouldn't either.