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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 17, 2022 21:08:54 GMT -8
The red light fades and they are no longer in a dark cave of zubats.
Rise and Jovin are now in a white, nearly featureless void. The only feature appears to be a distant hallway leading into darkness.
"...fuck, did we go too far back?"
Rise thinks for a moment, this is the date that Hazel gave them, right? Perhaps they're supposed to show up early?
Though if there isn't too much waiting time, this might make it easier to recruit past RN and strategize, at very least.
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 17, 2022 21:15:41 GMT -8
"...Huh. Least there are no Zubats even if we seem to be in an empty void... and have no clue, your the time traveler... but have a feeling we came at the right time" Jovin shrugs, not letting go even as he looks around, curiously, a bit tenser now.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 17, 2022 21:28:19 GMT -8
Rise notices the tenser grip quite easily. They take a deep breath and lead the two of them towards the only landmark in this entire place.
As they walk towards the exit, Rise pulls out their phone. They open that crusty chumdroid app that barely works on their modern mobile device and begins pestering RN.
Hopefully RN offers an answer.
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Post by powerkitten on Oct 18, 2022 4:26:50 GMT -8
RN, currently known as Patrick Careon, responds. ((Sorry for formatting, on mobile))
He leans against the server core of the Meteor Hideout, which he’s taken to using as a quiet place when everything becomes too much for him.
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 18, 2022 6:37:53 GMT -8
Jovin walked with Rise, relaxing a bit, making sure to keep their grip on their hand, almost walking in the wrong direction once. "To be honest, I was expecting more stuff in here... not just the void. Like, dead folks and weird landscapes"
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 18, 2022 6:43:16 GMT -8
Occasionally there are brief images of times remembered, but they are faint and fleeting. The dreambubble mist has yet to settle and take shape.
A reply. Rise grumbles. How far back did they go anyways? The dome clearly exists so it has to be standing.
Rise, still holding Jovin's hand, leads them down the dark hallway.
"Let's check outside real quick."
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 18, 2022 7:51:00 GMT -8
There would be brief images of webs and of a large house, both of them giving Jovin pause but he continues to follow. “Good idea…. I am assuming from the grumble we are a bit off in time?”
((On mobile so can’t do colors))
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 18, 2022 9:55:57 GMT -8
"...yeah. RN is absolutely clueless."Soon enough the two of them make their way through the double doors leading outside, with minimal difficulty.  The air is cold out here. Rise shivers, trying to get a look of the place. They are no longer on the land of Meteors and Gospel. They are now on the Land of Frost and Spheres. The date is October 10th, 2012, just hours after the last batch of dream mist was deposited into the dome. Not too far away there is a rather new looking sign declaring this place to be the thunderdome. There's also one key difference. The dome is white instead of purple. "...what the fuck, the dome isn't even purple anymore?"
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 18, 2022 10:15:27 GMT -8
Jovin blinks Ashe stepped out ti to the cold, shivering for a second before getting used to it, looking at rise as they shiver, thinking for a moment before reaching into his inventory, pulling out a plain green long scarf and a heavy blanket. “Here ya go if ya need it… can give ya a jacket but not sure it would fit” he states, handing them out for rise to take. “Huh… wasnt expecting cold… and guessing we be there before it became purple… looks brand new”
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 18, 2022 11:02:16 GMT -8
"Thank you."
Rise accepts the scarf and the blanket, using the scarf the keep the blanket in place.
"Yeah... honestly I should have remembered, but the only time I've been out here it was when the place was literally falling apart during a dream or some shit."
A second glance at the white dome.
"That makes sense... I have the feeling we might need to paint this dome."
Rise takes a moment to resume pestering RN on their phone.
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Post by powerkitten on Oct 18, 2022 11:22:25 GMT -8
Patrick crawls through the maintenance tunnels, and flies out of the meteor hideout. He flies across the way to the Land of Frost and Spheres, flipping on an IR filter on his helmet to try and find FI’s heat signature.
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 18, 2022 11:48:07 GMT -8
Jovin nods at that, wincing at the thought of having to paint the dome. "That might take a while... is a pretty big dome. and hey, don't blame you for not remembering, it's been like, 10 years. oh, and no problem." He stretches, closing his eyes and channeling a bit of emotional fire magic into himself, raising the tempature of the air around him to be slightly warmer then it had been previously... it's still cold, but not as much, as he opens his eyes and looks around.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 18, 2022 11:54:22 GMT -8
This land is cold and snow-covered. Piles of snow in heaps that no average person with a sense of self preservation would ever want to trudge through without proper equipment. In the distance, spheres of snow hang in the sky, as if frozen in motion. Further, there is a chain, much like the ones found attached to prospit and derse, but this time both together, alternating with each link.
Rise, having a lower body temperature, on account of being half-temporic, is much harder to lock onto, but Jovin should be much easier. Fortunately they aren't too far away from eachother.
Rise squints, is that someone approaching from the air?
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Post by powerkitten on Oct 18, 2022 12:10:01 GMT -8
Patrick flies towards the one heat signature he can find on the Land. Fortunately his armor is heated enough to combat the cold. He lands in front of Jovin and Rise, wiping snow off his helmet as he disengages the IR filter. “Oh, there’s two of you.”
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 18, 2022 12:16:22 GMT -8
Jovin nods at the flier, raising an eyebrow at the armor. "Nice armor, and uh yeah nice to see ya again... or in this case meet ya"
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