[Camp Nowhere Double Feature: Prompts D and then F just a little bit later!]
[D: Reverie has questions. Most of them are relevant, important questions like "Where the hell am I?" "How the hell am I on what seems to be a moon?" "How did I get here?" and "Where the fuck is the sun?". But right now new questions have just entered the fray as he finds himself examining the rather fancy looking comm device left behind by a previous inhabitant of the cavern, who clearly had a pretty major fixation on what he can guess to be an idol group of some kind.
That's good news, because it means whoever was here wasn't completely alien or utterly beyond comprehension. And a full blown holo-screen makes the smartphone he's carrying look like a VIC-20 in comparison, goodness! But well, onwards he should be going to explore this cavern further and...
That's actually a pretty catchy song, and he's pretty worn out...
... which means if anybody else happens to wander in right about now they're going to catch a pink-haired boy sitting down with his back to the wall, or as close to it as he can get without getting uncomfortable watching a recording of a very catchy idol song, not even entirely aware that he's started humming along because goddamnit he's going to have this stuck in his head for like the next three days.]
[F: Reverie still has questions, and they seem to just be multiplying at this point because upon finding this strange looking device he can only guess how it got here or why. Clicking it on and discovering that it does in fact buzz and vibrate in a slightly suspicious manner. This seems... well. It's phallic shaped and it vibrates, so there's that going for it he guesses, but between this and the earlier hologram he saw of the idols...]
No seriously, what the hell were people doing in here earlier? And why?
[If you happen to stumble across him now you'll find that same pink haired boy holding a vibrating rod and talking to himself in an apparent steady-yet-brisk downwards spiral of declining sanity. Have fun with that.]
Interstellar Action Force Assemble - I:
[And that, my friends, just raises further questions! After all is said and done the now incredibly overwhelmed boy is left milling about the government center killing time until apparently the next round of ships will be showing up to take them to some place presumably a bit less... moon-y. Who are these people? What's a "Moonblessed"? They didn't seem to know either, so apparently everyone who's suddenly wound up here is incredibly special for... some reason. And once again just where in the actual hell are they because he's pretty bloody sure this isn't even his planet anymore, which raises all sorts of insane theories about alternate universes or dimensions or there being life out amongst the stars and how is he going to get back and-
Ok no, he's not going to let himself panic. Too much. Taking a deep breath to try and steady himself he'll turn to look at the nearest person who looks about as lost or overwhelmed as he does, speaking up. It's time to turn on the charm, make some allies in this strange place, it's going to be safer with more people for sure and he's good at this sort of thing! Sometimes!]
I'd uh, I'd try to think of a good icebreaker but all the social experience in my life hasn't really prepared me for suddenly being on an alien planet. Moon? We're on a moon right? Anyways, um. Hi.
Reverie | OC | OTA! Info on the journal!
[D: Reverie has questions. Most of them are relevant, important questions like "Where the hell am I?" "How the hell am I on what seems to be a moon?" "How did I get here?" and "Where the fuck is the sun?". But right now new questions have just entered the fray as he finds himself examining the rather fancy looking comm device left behind by a previous inhabitant of the cavern, who clearly had a pretty major fixation on what he can guess to be an idol group of some kind.
That's good news, because it means whoever was here wasn't completely alien or utterly beyond comprehension. And a full blown holo-screen makes the smartphone he's carrying look like a VIC-20 in comparison, goodness! But well, onwards he should be going to explore this cavern further and...
That's actually a pretty catchy song, and he's pretty worn out...
... which means if anybody else happens to wander in right about now they're going to catch a pink-haired boy sitting down with his back to the wall, or as close to it as he can get without getting uncomfortable watching a recording of a very catchy idol song, not even entirely aware that he's started humming along because goddamnit he's going to have this stuck in his head for like the next three days.]
[F: Reverie still has questions, and they seem to just be multiplying at this point because upon finding this strange looking device he can only guess how it got here or why. Clicking it on and discovering that it does in fact buzz and vibrate in a slightly suspicious manner. This seems... well. It's phallic shaped and it vibrates, so there's that going for it he guesses, but between this and the earlier hologram he saw of the idols...]
No seriously, what the hell were people doing in here earlier? And why?
[If you happen to stumble across him now you'll find that same pink haired boy holding a vibrating rod and talking to himself in an apparent steady-yet-brisk downwards spiral of declining sanity. Have fun with that.]
Interstellar Action Force Assemble - I:
[And that, my friends, just raises further questions! After all is said and done the now incredibly overwhelmed boy is left milling about the government center killing time until apparently the next round of ships will be showing up to take them to some place presumably a bit less... moon-y. Who are these people? What's a "Moonblessed"? They didn't seem to know either, so apparently everyone who's suddenly wound up here is incredibly special for... some reason. And once again just where in the actual hell are they because he's pretty bloody sure this isn't even his planet anymore, which raises all sorts of insane theories about alternate universes or dimensions or there being life out amongst the stars and how is he going to get back and-
Ok no, he's not going to let himself panic. Too much. Taking a deep breath to try and steady himself he'll turn to look at the nearest person who looks about as lost or overwhelmed as he does, speaking up. It's time to turn on the charm, make some allies in this strange place, it's going to be safer with more people for sure and he's good at this sort of thing! Sometimes!]
I'd uh, I'd try to think of a good icebreaker but all the social experience in my life hasn't really prepared me for suddenly being on an alien planet. Moon? We're on a moon right? Anyways, um. Hi.
[Nailed... it? Help.]