Welcome to a New World [Open Log]

[kismet_loop_mods]

WHO: Everyone involved in Game Start
WHAT: Waking up after the explosion
WHERE: Well . . . that's for you guys to figure out, isn't it?
WHEN: Now
WARNINGS: None but what you bring with you
NOTES: Be sure to reply in your respective group thread.



At first, there is nothing. Without warning, agony erupts – a twisting, burning sensation that leaves you sure you’re about to be torn apart, but then it subsides to a sharp ache. The nothingness has taken on a purple-black appearance, shifting and flowing around you.

You’re lying on your back, and the pressure is immense. If you breathe, you feel like you’re suffocating. You struggle to sit up, to get the pressure off you. You strain and fight . . . and suddenly the mists flow off and away, taking the pressure with them. You sit up and look around.

You’re not in Kansas anymore.

Misty purple-black “bubbles” on the ground around you burst and flow off from other bodies, disappearing down into the ground and revealing familiar faces.

Wherever you are, at least you’re not here alone.

Comments

[fractalize]

If anyone here was frowning, iiiiit was this one.

This couldn't be Cybertron; she walked it and saw it with her own eyes, less than a few weeks ago. (In her sense of time.)

Besides all that, what he said kept seeming too good to be true. Too good. No catch to a nearby hospital, on Cybertron, previously uninhabited?

"Then, why should I---or we, believe you?" Save for you know, the obvious injured metal giant.

[the_other_green_seeker]

Jadewing's frown only deepened as Galos claimed that they were on Cybertron. The security system he could buy- for a city as advanced as the one in the distance seemed, it only made sense- but Cybertron? "Cybertron never looked like this," Jadewing said. "And it never had any native organics, unless you count those crazy, half-organic Quintesson experiments."

"As for Chaos energy," he said, "I thought was were done with that slag when Unicron was driven off. Eliminating that from Cybertron so Primus could come back was kinda the whole point of what we did." Unless it didn't work. Or unless... enough time had passed for Unicron to get a foothold again.

"...How long has it been since your city was founded?", he asked. "And have you ever heard of a place called 'Haven'?"

[thankyou4myheart]

Deckard had been just keeping guard, listening to the others talk, but Jadewing's questions made him snap his head around toward the Seeker in surprise.

"Jadewing? You don't think . . . is that possible? Of all the places the Lambda could have thrown us?"

[not_the_scapegoat]

"My dear," he says gently to Elsa. "There is nothing I can say to convince you to trust me, trust is earned, I am aware of that. I hope I can earn yours." He gives her a small bow before straightening and looking between the bots.

"How long? Well, hard to say. The city itself was here when we arrived about five hundred years ago, and we've been building on it since." It's Jadewing's last question, and Deckard's reaction to it, that has him looking amused and curious.

"Of course I've heard of a place called Haven." He motions off to the city in the distance. "That is Haven."

[fractalize]

"That....that's impossible, though." Elsa looks thoroughly confused, disregarding his statement of trust. No, this was even weirder.

"I've only been gone---for a week. Two, at most. Five hundred years is impossible."

She's looking back at her only companions, still confused, especially at what Chaos energy is, and just how that much time could've passed.

She's suddenly quite worried that she really is alone again, and she worries for Anna and her kingdom back home.

[the_other_green_seeker]

Jadewing swore under his breath as his suspicions were confirmed. So whatever had happened when the Firstforged tried to send people home had apparently blown them over 500 years into the future. And conveniently away from the Forged themselves, it seemed, and the opportunity he'd been promised. The life he'd been promised.

"I'm going to fragging kill them...", he growled quietly, the low tone making it fairly obvious that it wasn't directed at anyone currently present. Not that he thought he really could kill one of the Firstforged- if they even still existed here- but even Jadewing himself wasn't sure how much of that threat was metaphorical just then. He swallowed that anger for the moment though. There was nothing he could do about it just then, and other priorities took precedence.

"It's not impossible," he told the human with a sigh, reaching up with his good hand to rub the bridge of his nose as if warding off a processor ache. "Time travel. It's... been done before, where I'm from. This is the first I've heard of it being caused by an explosion though."

Turning to Galos, he explained. "We've been here before. In Haven. But when we were here last, it was just a cluster of temples, a central Hub complex, and a huge Junkpile." The rest... he couldn't say without wanting to snap at the little organic who probly had no idea what he was talking about.

[thankyou4myheart]

Deckard frowned at the "fragging kill them" comment, but as he wasn't obviously talking about anything immediate - and hopefully was more expressing frustration than any actual intent - he let it go without comment.

To the young woman, he said, "If it is in fact time travel, you wouldn't experience the time in between if I'm not mistaken. You'd simply jump from one point in time to the next. Kind of like the space-reality jump each of us did when we found ourselves in Haven before." He frowned. "Be that actually this one or another reality's." He still wasn't sure he trusted that this was the same one. The chances of that being the case . . .

[not_the_scapegoat]

Well now, that wasn't entirely the reaction he was expecting. He waits until they've all...expressed themselves, especially Jadewing before speaking up again.

"I see. I can't say much about temples, though there are a number of rather massive ruins about, there is a Central Hub, and we long ago cleaned up and organized a rather extensive junk pile into a warehouse at the center of the city." Just....putting that out there to see if any of that info helps at all.

[fractalize]

"But we can get back, right?" She's quick to interrupt. She didn't care where she was, who was here, sure, it's been home for a couple of months.

All she could worry about now was Anna. She was gone from her life again, and apparently 500 years in the future: where at home she could be merely an afterthought.

Tensing, the ground under her crackles as the ice thickens under her feet. She sighs, turning to Jadewing to help with his wing. Stressors aside, she'd use her panic to her advantage.

[the_other_green_seeker]

"Hmmm...", Jadewing said,the noise at once thoughtful and frustrated. "I might just have to check those ruins out at some point." Both to look for anything familiar and to try and find some clue as to why they'd ended up back here again.

For the human, he had no answer. There probably was a way to get back, but he certainly didn't know what it was. And it wasn't likely to be anywhere near as easy as getting there had been either. And in any case, he didn't really have the energy to spare to think about that sort of thing, especially given time-travel's tendency to be headache inducing at the best of times.

"Alright," he finally said. "Whether or not I believe all this slag is kinda immaterial at the moment. We need to get to the city for repairs and supplies, if nothing else, and sitting around here isn't getting us anywhere."

With a wince he carefully shifted a bit so that the human would be able to see what she was doing with his wing, then nodded to her, indicating that he was ready. "Once my wing is braced, we should get out of here," he said to the group at large before turning his attention to Galos directly.

"If you've got a faster way off this mountain than a long climb, we'll follow you," he said. "But no tricks." The 'or else' was left unstated, but his tone made the warning clear. He didn't trust the situation very much, but would go along for now due to lack of other options.

[thankyou4myheart]

Deckard debated another moment . . . and finally lowered his gun. He didn't holster it just yet, but it wasn't trained on the youkai creature anymore either. He nodded at Jadewing. "I'd like to go with you, if you'll have me." The word choice was Japanese politeness - his tone, however, said he wasn't giving the Seeker a choice if he could help it. They needed to stick together, and anyway, he wanted to check out those ruins too.

Shifting his crouch, he offered his free hand to the young woman as he had before, palm up and flat. "Miss? If you'll allow me?" Being closer to what she was doing would let her see all the better.

[not_the_scapegoat]

"I'm afraid not, miss, though we are all working to try to provide a way home for those who wish to leave." He could tell she was worried, and seemed like he wished he could give her a more favorable answer.

"Of course," he said in response to Jadewing's comment about the ruins.

He smiles at the last. "No tricks, friends. The Gateways are the fastest way around the city. When you're ready, I'll lead the way to the nearest."