Podpop

[cityship]

[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. Tag each other in groups of 2's, 3's, and 4's, to get some interaction to start with. If a thread doesn't already have 2 or 3 people tagged in, tag it with your character's podpop popping near the other people, rather than

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[twilit_midna]

Midna is disoriented, covered in goop, and not in the best of moods. Chosen? Great Purpose? She was just getting to that purpose -- freeing her realm once and for all of that accursed usurper, Zant! And why was she here alone?

Midna looked around for a sign of her companion; he had to be here somewhere. When she didn't spot him immediately, she dove into one of the shadows cast across the unearthly cavern, shedding the slime that covered her on the surface of the floor before she re-emerged. Not any better-informed, but clean at least.

She hovered slowly towards what she hoped was the right direction. Right direction for what, she had no idea.

[coldhardfisting]

Eventually crossing Midna's path would be a naked, slime-covered 6'7 guy who seemed to care not for any of that at that moment. Because he frantically moved about, calling names unfamiliar to her as he banged as hard he could on any and every sealed pod. And he looked pretty set on not stopping any time soon.

[twilit_midna]

Midna darted out of the way as he passed by, narrowly escaping getting slimed again. "Ugh, watch where you're going, you big oaf! And will you quit that noise?"

[coldhardfisting]

"Woah! Sorry about that," he said. He had hardly even noticed Midna there in the darkness. "Didn't see ya there."

But if this was somebody else in the chambers with him ... "Hey, have you seen a girl in here? She's about," he put a hand up (which, compared to him, made his visual description look pretty short), "this tall. Long hair, pink, her name is Serah. I've got to find her!"

And while he was at it, "Or anybody who calls herself Lightning. A boy named Hope? Or Sazh."

[kaya_waterwave]

She opened her eyes, and at first, her thoughts were blurry, a sort of what am I doing here when it suddenly clicked and she stopped thinking this was all unfamiliar

[seasindorei]

Ter'thelas stumbled to his feet and wiped slime away from his eyes. First things first: he was naked, covered in goop, and had no idea where he was. This was swiftly developing into a situation that anyone might fairly characterize as not good. He swept his hands back through his hair in an attempt to pull more that disgusting. . .whatever it was out of it.

No weapons, no clothes, no information.

Could be worse.

[seesbosscrotch]

Hello, worse.

"You're supposed to tell me how much gold and what shiny items you'll offer me for this job of yours!"

Another blood elf, shaking his fist at the ceiling in complete disregard for his nudity. He'd been covered in worse. Voluntarily. Nagrand cherries, he's looking at you.

[seasindorei]

Oh, joy. Ter'thelas swiped another hand through the goop covering him.

"By the Light! At least I'm not completely alone here." He eyed the other Sin'dorei uncertainly.

"I don't think yelling at the ceiling will get you very far, though. That might just be a hunch, though."

[seesbosscrotch]

"Powerful beings that shoot messages straight into your mind don't usually hid in the floor."

Mar looked himself over, then the other elf. "Hmph. I haven't been this naked since I ran straight into three rogues in Arathi. Any idea what's going on, or did you just get the usual 'you're a chosen one, go beat the villain of the week' lines too?"

[spartanjohn_117]

[[OOC: Chief's been here for a while, so if anyone new wants to run into one of the old hands you're welcome to jump in! :D]]

John spat out a mouthful of pod slime and wiped a streak of ooze from his eyes.

What the hell? This is the pod cavern... Oh. The pod cavern.

He had been repodded, then?

The Master Chief was a huge and intimidatingly built man, pale from a life in a suit of armor and heavily scarred by the same. He was nervous and a little concerned, but it was impossible to tell from the certain set of his shoulders and the ease of his stride.

The only thing for it was to set out down along the lighted path as he had what felt like a lifetime before.

[twilit_midna]

Midna floated up beside the Chief, curious about the one person in this place that seemed to know what was going on.

"Hey, you."

[spartanjohn_117]

He turned his head to see a...

...thing. Yes. He'd go with "thing" for now.

"Yes?" he replied, as if he had naked conversations with imps (or whatever) in the pod caverns all the time.

Master Chief you jerk XD

[twilit_midna]

Midna knew that look. But whatever.

"You know why we're here, don't you? What's going on."

[eye_of_blundera]

A large, naked feline humanoid emerges from the pod. He groans and rubs his head as he stands, his wavy red hair wet and plastered to his face and neck.

"Uhng, where am I?" He asks, and then he hears the voice. He takes a moment to process this information.

"Strange...normally, I think I would be in danger, and yet I feel so calm. Maybe I should just go along and see what happens." The cat man looks around at the others like him, seeing their disorientation and confusion.

"Hmm, I should see if I can help anyone, once I know how."

[twilit_midna]

"And what are you supposed to be?" Midna asks, from coming up from behind Lion-O. She recoils once she gets close enough to get a better look at him. "Ugh, and doesn't anyone around here wear clothes?"

Midna is also not wearing any clothes. Not that she ever does.

[eye_of_blundera]

Lion-O looks down at Midna and raises an eyebrow.

"I am Lion-O, Lord of the ThunderCats, and a Thunderian, since you asked. And what are you? An imp of some sort?"

[twilit_midna]

"Ha. I guess you could say that. You can call me Midna."

She hovers a little closer to him, curious. "A Thunderian, huh? Never heard of them. So why are you here?"