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entrancelogs2016-11-16 04:44 pm
normandysbest) wrote in entrancelogs2016-11-16 04:44 pm
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[CLOSED] you better run, run, run, run, run
Who: Commander Shepard and Phillip
Where: The Ballroom
When: November 16th
Rating: PG - PG-13? For discussion topics and possibly some threatening.
Summary: It's been whispered among the Mansion for years- Don’t die five times. Don’t die on the Mirror Side. After months of digging, Shepard finally knows why- and she's going to find out if the legends are true.
The Story:
[To be completely honest, for once in her life, she was really, really hoping someone was lying.
When Alex told the network months ago that the Queen had admitted to having a mole amongst the Reals, someone working for her, Shepard wanted it to be fake. Something to get everyone to turn against each other. But she takes things like mind control and coercion very seriously, and the fact that Alex disappeared soon after- in an incredibly cryptic and still unknown manner- weighed too heavily on her to ignore it. So she wrote some scripts. Tinkered with the communicator, ran some filters, cleaned up files nearly 10 years old from the network boards. An old, old event. People from the future.
And that's where she found it. An old letter, encrypted and locked, that took her weeks to crack open.
The more you die the easier it is for her to take you.
She'll take you if you die. She made him into something wrong, like the clone, it's horrible.
The magic number's 5 for dying.
Watch out for the queen.
It didn't take her long to put the pieces together, to send a message confirming there's only one person in the mansion who's died five times. Someone she needs to have a word with.
She thinks about showing up in full combat gear and decides against it. The message was vague, and there's always a chance she's wrong. There's always a chance he knows something else, too. She's not gonna blow this open until she's certain others are in danger. So she dresses like she usually does- hoodie, her favorite hangout pants, boots. Keeps her pistol on her belt, like always, and jacks the shield protector from the top of her hard suit into the front of her shirt. Just in case.
She heads there as soon as the message is sent, knowing the ballroom's going to be empty, with little to hide either of them. No cover, but nowhere for him to go. So she heads across the room to the barren bar, takes a seat on a stool, and flips through the network while she waits.
This could either go really well, or really badly.
Once again, she's quietly praying she's wrong.]
Where: The Ballroom
When: November 16th
Rating: PG - PG-13? For discussion topics and possibly some threatening.
Summary: It's been whispered among the Mansion for years- Don’t die five times. Don’t die on the Mirror Side. After months of digging, Shepard finally knows why- and she's going to find out if the legends are true.
The Story:
[To be completely honest, for once in her life, she was really, really hoping someone was lying.
When Alex told the network months ago that the Queen had admitted to having a mole amongst the Reals, someone working for her, Shepard wanted it to be fake. Something to get everyone to turn against each other. But she takes things like mind control and coercion very seriously, and the fact that Alex disappeared soon after- in an incredibly cryptic and still unknown manner- weighed too heavily on her to ignore it. So she wrote some scripts. Tinkered with the communicator, ran some filters, cleaned up files nearly 10 years old from the network boards. An old, old event. People from the future.
And that's where she found it. An old letter, encrypted and locked, that took her weeks to crack open.
The more you die the easier it is for her to take you.
She'll take you if you die. She made him into something wrong, like the clone, it's horrible.
The magic number's 5 for dying.
Watch out for the queen.
It didn't take her long to put the pieces together, to send a message confirming there's only one person in the mansion who's died five times. Someone she needs to have a word with.
She thinks about showing up in full combat gear and decides against it. The message was vague, and there's always a chance she's wrong. There's always a chance he knows something else, too. She's not gonna blow this open until she's certain others are in danger. So she dresses like she usually does- hoodie, her favorite hangout pants, boots. Keeps her pistol on her belt, like always, and jacks the shield protector from the top of her hard suit into the front of her shirt. Just in case.
She heads there as soon as the message is sent, knowing the ballroom's going to be empty, with little to hide either of them. No cover, but nowhere for him to go. So she heads across the room to the barren bar, takes a seat on a stool, and flips through the network while she waits.
This could either go really well, or really badly.
Once again, she's quietly praying she's wrong.]