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realitymods) wrote2010-08-12 09:36 pm
realitymods) wrote2010-08-12 09:36 pm
Arrival
| ★ Arrival Your arrival may go a little something like this: It all starts with a nightmare. Definitely not a normal nightmare, either. It's the worst nightmare of your life. When you wake, you can only remember it through hazy confusion, recalling just shadows of horror and stabs of fear. But the nightmare ends and the day goes on like normal, except . . . except for that shop. You've been in this place a thousand times before and that shop was never there. And it won't open up unless you're alone. Curiosity gets the better of you and you go in. It seems normal enough, cluttered and cramped shelves reminiscent of a thrift store. A man with curly hair cries out to you, trying to warn you, but it's too late. You wake up in what appears to be outer space. Not dark, cold nothingness but the nebulae and galaxies and stars. Standing in space is a child of about eight, cloaked in iridescent gossamer fabric so that only her nose is visible. Where am I? What is this? Who are you? All very good questions to ask. But you get very few answers. This is the Astral Plane, she says. Welcome to the Machine. Machine? What machine?-- And that's it. You open your eyes again and you're standing outside the shop, everything back to normal. Or at least at first glance things seem normal. But now that you think about it, that outer space place felt more real than home does. Then, a thought drifts through your head. Nothing clear, nothing coherent. It's a curl of a compulsion wrapping around your mind, and you find yourself drawn back inside that shop. You think you're in control of the situation. You just don't know: You're already trapped. You step inside that shop and find yourself back on that astral plane. From there, what happens is up to you. It is at this point that the first person sample of the application begins, when that character steps back onto the Plane for the first time. |