OPENING LOG: Awakening

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WHO: Everybody!
WHERE: The Junk Pile.
WHEN: Right here, right now.
WHAT: Game opening! Our Heroes find themselves in a strange place not of their own world, however familiar (or not) it may be.

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Consciousness is slow, and a struggle to obtain. The moments before darkness are hazy enough; a great vertigo, a twisting, and then, falling. Falling for what seemed like forever. And when you are finally aware of your surroundings, it is most decidedly not where you came from.

Instead, you are now in what appears to be a wasteland. A wasteland...of junk. Debris as far as you can see, heaped in mini-mountains that offer only so good of a view of the world around you. Perhaps in the distance, you can make out some flatter land, perhaps you can just make out what looks like a crevice - but it's difficult at best. The light here is all wrong, the two greatest sources being a white line in the alien sky that doesn't so much give off light as simply have it - and something in the south that glows like a setting sun.

You may or may not notice it at first, but you, too, have something alien - something on your arm, more likely than not. A marking that glows softly, but offers no clue as to how it got there - no pain, no sensitivity. It's simply there, as you are here.

So.

Now what?

((OOC: This is it, you guys! Have a blast! Please remember to keep everything under the first thread for now; we'll be adding the Firstforged in in a little bit...

OKAY There is now a second thread to post in! Feel free to make new threads there to react to the arrival of the Firstforged, or respond directly to the Firstforged themselves.))

Comments

[megamind]

Megamind was-- stomping here and there over the landscape, heading toward the light in the south. It seemed the smartest place to march. He's pretty small among the junk, but manages so far-- like he's used to managing trash heaps and junk yards--mostly because he is. After all, he uses a lot of recycled goods and junk for his death traps.

[raceme]

Light can be a good or bad thing, Blurr thought it was better to know for sure which sort of light was before to actually approach it. Previous past experiences made him careful. Bad experiences with organics made him wary of them too but this one didn't look human and he does like the blue skin.]

[megamind]

Sadly, Megamind is a pesky diurnal (well, reasonably thinking) organic that needs sunlight to regular his daily cycles. So, unfortunately... he's a headed toward the light if just out of habit.

Also, blue is the best. Megamind would be the first to say so.

[raceme]

Oh, organics and your cute life patterns...

"Are you sure that's a wise idea sir? I suggest waiting a bit to see if that light in the horizon is not something dangerous HOWEVER if you are a local from this place could you tell me what is going on on how I arrived here? I have an important mission to finish and I would like to return to Cyberntron this instant."

Yes it is, blue and black forever. Enjoy that cascade of BLAH Megamind, it was delivered at very fast speed.

[megamind]

Startled by the sudden arrival of the robot and it's rapid-fire chatter, Megamind drew his DE-Gun, but-- then was left tilting his head and confused.

"Do I look like I care about your important mission?" the alien sneered. "And I'm not a local! I am not king of the trash heap! Insolent robot!"

[raceme]

Whatever that thin was, Blurr could tell it was a weapon and quickly moves away from it's path. In fact, the only thing visible when he moves is a Blurr of blue, no pun intended.

"Notalocal? Do you arrived here all of sudden too? I am NOT a robot I am an autonomous robotic organism with free wild and no one built me if that's what you was going to ask next. And who are you?"

[megamind]

Wha is with this yappy, nosy robot? No matte what it said, it was a yappy, nosy rebot. It was like someone had made Roxanne male, painted her blue and made her talk to fast.

Also, made her a giant robot.

"I am Megamind and I'm not interested in your petty problems! Didn't you hear me the first time?"

[raceme]

It's a sad day when Megamind from all people thinks you are unmanly. Blurr's probably making a very good impersonation of Roxanne right now, because he's getting pissed.

"Worrying about Innocent lives at a stake is not being petty! If you are not a local that means that you are probably just as lost as I am THEREFORE perhaps maybe sharing information would be beneficial for us both. I'M BLURR!" Blurr has the tendency to gesticulate an move lot while talking, and he finished his sentence stomping his feet on the ground and making the ground tremble.

[megamind]

"You're TalksToMuch, that's who you are," Megamind said as he staggered backward as the already unstable ground began to shift under Blurr's tantrum. "Now stop that! It's rude! Stupid giant robot!"

He reached out steady himself against some piece of the pile, getting a little out of strange of the major tremors. "Hey, small organic being here, you great nimrod! Not that I can't crush you with my might but still! You're going to mess up my suit!"

[raceme]

"It's 'talk' not 'talks' there is no s at the end and it's 'you' not 'you're' Mr. blue strange man and I am CALM> AND I am not a robot I was not built by anybody I was born and the correct term is autonomous robotic organism but the name I already told you is Blurr."

There, there, Blurr you are more mature than that, relax. the mech is still frowning a bit but not stomping anymore, this pile of junk looks too unstable for his licking. "That's a curious suit indeed."