Sixth Cycle

Sep 06, 2011 20:59

[Have you investigated Gibson's room yet? No? Why not?

It's a wonderfully dark place with no sun, a green colony carved into calcite-like rocks, pulsing like an emerald in the dark canyons. Off in the distance are two other gem-like vistas, the dark blue towers of Tron City and the stunning white crystal of Arjia City, home of the ISOs.

Approaching the colony, there are walls of sheer cliff and a few pathways leading to more residential areas. Although hissing, painful yellow pixelated clumps of virus-infected lands scatter around the place, there are more areas that are healthy and populated by scantily-clad, green-glowing Bostrumites. None of them seem to be much for conversation, repeating only a few lines--but then, they're only memories and representations, not like Gibson himself.

Gibson himself is in one of the generator rooms, smiling faintly at the falsified power output readings. He knows it's just a representation--Grid energy feels very different from castle energy--but it's as close as he'll get to home, and he's taking all he can get.]

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