Wind of a New Day (intro post, open to all!)
Even after two years on the Earth, Loran Cehack was still left speechless at each sunrise he had the good fortune to witness. Brilliant colors painted the wilderness, illuminating the morning fog. He only wished this moment could stretch on forever, but there were far more important things to take care of. He had to find Queen Dianna.
The cockpit of the White Doll retreated upwards, its windshield snapping shut around the young pilot as he activated the mobile suit once more. He could cover far more distance in his search with the help of the White Doll, but it was a risky prospect. Moonrace scouts may see his simple search as Militia aggression, and the absolute last thing he wanted was more fighting. But his sensors weren't picking up any such readings for now, so he steered ahead with caution.
Loran and the White Doll marched through a plain speckled with rolling hills and beautiful flowers as the sun crept into the sky. It was peaceful enough to lull him into a contented trance... one that didn't last long at all. The cockpit's monitor overlays lit up, blinking red and drilling an alarm straight into his brain. He all but jolted out of the seat, eyes widening as he scrambled to read the data in front of him...
UNKNOWN OBJECT
"What?! But there isn't even anything there..." He glanced from the monitor overlay to the field in front of him, just in time to see... something materialize from thin air less than a hundred yards away. It was no mobile suit... but what was it? No relic from long ago would just appear out of nowhere in the middle of a sunny plain.
Loran shifted in his seat with unease, waiting for the object to do something. His heart felt like it was going to leap into his throat, but that feeling soon faded only to be replaced with a burning curiosity once he realized the mysterious object wasn't hostile or otherwise moving. He lowered the cockpit to the ground once more, hopping out of the White Doll.
He closed the distance to the strange thing in no time, running his hands along its outer frame. It was almost like some sort of monolith made of glistening white metal and warm to the touch. He hadn't seen anything like it, not on the moon, the Earth, or even among the relics from the Dark History.
Needless to say, he was even more surprised when a previously hidden door slid open to admit him entry. Loran hesitated, reaching inside just to make sure it wasn't some sort of illusion. Unsteady steps over the threshhold followed...
(Here's some OOC info to clarify things in case all the talk of things like white dolls and moonraces left you a little confused. Basically the Earth that Loran's coming from is a far future setting where humanity's recovered to around World War 1 era technology after apocalyptic events around 2300 years ago. Remnants of technology from that ancient time have been found buried deep beneath mountains, and the White Doll Loran pilots is one of those objects. Basically, it's a 20 meter tall giant robot of mysterious capability. Loran came to be its pilot after tremors from an explosion uncovered it hiding beneath an old stone statue that was named the White Doll.
As for the Moonrace, well... that's where Loran's from. He came to the Earth two years before the timeline to live undercover. He does a fairly convincing job of living as an Earthling, which makes things rather complicated when certain factions within the Moonrace begin a campaign of aggression. The Moonrace aren't natives of the Moon, and are in fact descendants of Earthlings who fled the planet during those apocalyptic events long ago (referred to once in my post as the Dark History). Many members of the Moonrace desire to return to their ancient homeland, and some feel it is their right to use force to do so.
I think I'm going to type up info posts to put on my journal to explain things if need be, or I could answer questions. I think my later posts and replies will be less cluttered by in-series jargon though, so I won't need to write footnotes for them, or Loran will do the explaining ICly.
I hope to have fun with everyone here!)
The cockpit of the White Doll retreated upwards, its windshield snapping shut around the young pilot as he activated the mobile suit once more. He could cover far more distance in his search with the help of the White Doll, but it was a risky prospect. Moonrace scouts may see his simple search as Militia aggression, and the absolute last thing he wanted was more fighting. But his sensors weren't picking up any such readings for now, so he steered ahead with caution.
Loran and the White Doll marched through a plain speckled with rolling hills and beautiful flowers as the sun crept into the sky. It was peaceful enough to lull him into a contented trance... one that didn't last long at all. The cockpit's monitor overlays lit up, blinking red and drilling an alarm straight into his brain. He all but jolted out of the seat, eyes widening as he scrambled to read the data in front of him...
UNKNOWN OBJECT
"What?! But there isn't even anything there..." He glanced from the monitor overlay to the field in front of him, just in time to see... something materialize from thin air less than a hundred yards away. It was no mobile suit... but what was it? No relic from long ago would just appear out of nowhere in the middle of a sunny plain.
Loran shifted in his seat with unease, waiting for the object to do something. His heart felt like it was going to leap into his throat, but that feeling soon faded only to be replaced with a burning curiosity once he realized the mysterious object wasn't hostile or otherwise moving. He lowered the cockpit to the ground once more, hopping out of the White Doll.
He closed the distance to the strange thing in no time, running his hands along its outer frame. It was almost like some sort of monolith made of glistening white metal and warm to the touch. He hadn't seen anything like it, not on the moon, the Earth, or even among the relics from the Dark History.
Needless to say, he was even more surprised when a previously hidden door slid open to admit him entry. Loran hesitated, reaching inside just to make sure it wasn't some sort of illusion. Unsteady steps over the threshhold followed...
(Here's some OOC info to clarify things in case all the talk of things like white dolls and moonraces left you a little confused. Basically the Earth that Loran's coming from is a far future setting where humanity's recovered to around World War 1 era technology after apocalyptic events around 2300 years ago. Remnants of technology from that ancient time have been found buried deep beneath mountains, and the White Doll Loran pilots is one of those objects. Basically, it's a 20 meter tall giant robot of mysterious capability. Loran came to be its pilot after tremors from an explosion uncovered it hiding beneath an old stone statue that was named the White Doll.
As for the Moonrace, well... that's where Loran's from. He came to the Earth two years before the timeline to live undercover. He does a fairly convincing job of living as an Earthling, which makes things rather complicated when certain factions within the Moonrace begin a campaign of aggression. The Moonrace aren't natives of the Moon, and are in fact descendants of Earthlings who fled the planet during those apocalyptic events long ago (referred to once in my post as the Dark History). Many members of the Moonrace desire to return to their ancient homeland, and some feel it is their right to use force to do so.
I think I'm going to type up info posts to put on my journal to explain things if need be, or I could answer questions. I think my later posts and replies will be less cluttered by in-series jargon though, so I won't need to write footnotes for them, or Loran will do the explaining ICly.
I hope to have fun with everyone here!)