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I think I've lost some time again. When did we arrive here? It can't possibly be time for another trip. Were there any memory-altering tests recently? And, um, when did we get the bracelets?
[PM peers at the video screen. There's a metal collar on her neck and a definite worried expression on her face.]
How long was I out? There's such a lot of ( Read more... )
[PM peers at the video screen. There's a metal collar on her neck and a definite worried expression on her face.]
How long was I out? There's such a lot of ( Read more... )
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PM???
[The most intelligent response.]
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Hello, Miss Terezi! What's the matter?
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Um... [Oh jegus, where does she start... Pull it together. Don't launch fifty thousand questions at her just yet.]
This... isn't where you think it is. We're not on a trip.
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What do you mean? Is this somewhere else on the station?
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[Welcome to Sacrosanct. Please watch for crazy AI currently trying to take over the station.]
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I... hadn't noticed anything of the sort. How long has that been going on for?
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[Alex's voice is androgynous, and don't worry, no one else ever understands the idioms, either.]
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I don't understand-[and she gets the feeling she's going to be saying that phrase a lot today.] Is this a test, or is the station shutting down again, or...? I mean, what's responsible for it?
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SHE KNOWS THIS VOICE IT'S THE ONE THAT WAS IN HER HEAD!! ]
You have a name! I know you, I heard you before! Oh -- I'm Jade, and I don't really know what you're talking about but...you're on Sacrosanct! It's a space station.
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[no, her Jade's gone, this one wouldn't remember. why would she even think otherwise. she falters, then backtracks:]
...I'm the mail lady from Prospit, remember? You asked me to get the green box to John, and I talked to you on that console.
[before your dog blew up, but never mind that.]
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Miss Mail Lady, I remember! Sorry, sometimes my dreams are a little fuzzy...but I definitely remember you! I wrote you a note, did you get it?
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[Oh boy this is exactly as strange as she thought it would be.]
How long have you been here?
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Heeeeeeeey, Prospi-- uh, PM. You seem confused! Confused and disoriented and entirely befuddled. But relax! My name is Vriska, and I am here to help. Because helping is what I do to poor newbies such as yourself.
[Especially when the collar and similarity to Tworezi's introduction has been spotted and noted. HEY, PYROPE. That whole buddy-up-with-ex-sister's-friends game you've been playing? Vriska just joined your session, bitchface.]
So here is the deal! You are on board the space station known as Sacrosanct, you're stuck here forever unless you get accidentally vapourised by the transportalisers, aaaaaaaand this isn't a dream or a temporary vacation. We get that a lot. Welcome!
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Okay. That all sounds really familiar, but okay. What happens to people here, though? If it's not an experimental facility, then what's the purpose of this place?
...Did your eye always look like that?
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[Yes, this has seriously never occurred to her.]
Well I mean. The rift just kind of. Eats people and brings them here, duh. Probably as some kind of pandimensional intergalactic trolling attempt! But mostly we get to do whatever the fuck we want around here. Like...
[WHAT THINGS DO NICE PEOPLE DO OH GOD OH MAN]
Like petting small woofbeasts and raising a clutch of wigglers in comfort and security.
[That should do it. 8888T]
And of course my eye has always been like this! Except when I lost it, I guess. And then it was kind of. Scars and goop. It got better!
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[This game is so over before it even starts.]
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[Sup PM, have a not quite John.]
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[Sup John, have a PM that's just about starting to panic.]
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[JOHN HELPING STATUS: NOT AT ALL]
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