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paradisalogs2014-02-03 11:50 am
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Who: Commander Shepard... and YOU!
What: Another big damn hero gets pulled from the Final Battle and lands in a certain castle. She's going to find out where she is!
When: Today.
Where: Wherever you'd like to find her.
Rating: PG?
The last thing she remembered was an explosion, a flash of light. Then nothing. It seemed to happen to her a lot. The pain didn't even matter anymore, but she would eventually open her eyes, always having the will to get up.
The Citadel.
Earth.
She inhaled sharply, shaking her head as she sat up... looking at the desolate room. Bedroom? Infirmary? No, it seemed like the latter.
It was neither of the places she was focused on, was it?
Of course she wouldn't stay there. Last time she woke up in an unfamiliar bed to an unfamiliar ceiling, she had a voice talking in her ear, urging her to escape because she was under attack.
But it was oddly quiet here. Too quiet. This couldn't be anywhere on Earth.
Luckily, she still had a pistol on her, and her armor was still as jacked up as if she was still just fighting. So, she'd walk forward. Escape, if she had to.
She'd have to find out what was going on.
(ooc. OPEN TO ALL. ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE. EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING. Just say where you meet her in your header, I suppose! Also, if you prefer logging with brackets, I will match you!)
What: Another big damn hero gets pulled from the Final Battle and lands in a certain castle. She's going to find out where she is!
When: Today.
Where: Wherever you'd like to find her.
Rating: PG?
The last thing she remembered was an explosion, a flash of light. Then nothing. It seemed to happen to her a lot. The pain didn't even matter anymore, but she would eventually open her eyes, always having the will to get up.
The Citadel.
Earth.
She inhaled sharply, shaking her head as she sat up... looking at the desolate room. Bedroom? Infirmary? No, it seemed like the latter.
It was neither of the places she was focused on, was it?
Of course she wouldn't stay there. Last time she woke up in an unfamiliar bed to an unfamiliar ceiling, she had a voice talking in her ear, urging her to escape because she was under attack.
But it was oddly quiet here. Too quiet. This couldn't be anywhere on Earth.
Luckily, she still had a pistol on her, and her armor was still as jacked up as if she was still just fighting. So, she'd walk forward. Escape, if she had to.
She'd have to find out what was going on.
(ooc. OPEN TO ALL. ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE. EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING. Just say where you meet her in your header, I suppose! Also, if you prefer logging with brackets, I will match you!)
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The last time she died was only somewhat like this.
"Can't be too sure in a place you've never been before," She holsters her large otherworldly pistol, and slowly follows. "I don't intend on finding myself in any trouble if I can help it."
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"Here, trouble will find you as much as pleasure. There is no preparation for the mind, but for the soul you must never forget refuge."