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proxima gamma mods ([personal profile] proximods) wrote in [community profile] pglogs2015-07-26 11:49 pm

NEW COMERS POST 1

Who: OPEN TO ALL
What: The first wave of newcomers arrive in the hospital.
Where: The Hospital, Center City
When: July 26
Warnings: Please tag any smut or triggers in the comment subject line.

The common room is just as brightly lit and white as the rest of the hospital. There are some scattered seats - large plush chairs and stiff looking couches, as well as wooden chairs at tables - and a TV blaring local soap operas in the corner. A few long tables are set up along the walls, each with a sign dangling down from the front to inform newcomers of what they can find here. Housing, job opportunities, and the Proxima Gamma Information Desk. Minus a few pamphlets about the unique attractions the island has to offer, there isn’t really that much of use on the last table. It’s clearly meant more for tourists than people who have been kidnapped.

Another set of tables hold a variety of snacks; fruits, vegetables, various candies, as well as a table with water, punch, and soda. No alcohol, unfortunately - this is a hospital, after all. You’ll have to leave to go find a bar for something stronger than that.

There’s not much place else to go - so come on in, settle down, and maybe find a familiar face, if you’re lucky.
brandedrose: (i look disinterested because i am)

Lightning Farron | Final Fantasy XIII (CRAU) | Open

[personal profile] brandedrose 2015-07-27 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
New setting, new parameters, same bullshit. Lightning was less than a happy camper when she had woken up, and was less so by the time the sordid explanation was done. Though on the bright side, she was able to remove her old collar and toss that out the nearest window. Seeing it fall and land unceremoniously brought quite a bit of satisfaction, even if it was hollow. The chip was, at least, more conspicuous, but still as unsettling.

As she walked out into the common area, she dug at where the chip was. A part of her wanted to dig it out, at least try to, but a larger part knew it would be futile. She balled her hand up into a fist, wrenching it to her side and forcing herself to keep it there as she approached the information tables. Ten to one she would be stuck here awhile, so might as well see what she could find out.
misanthropicmezzode: (appraising)

[personal profile] misanthropicmezzode 2015-08-07 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't poke at it. It's got a defense mechanism," Kim said. The first thing she'd done was try to pull the chip out - with much better tools than fingernails - she'd only been rewarded for her efforts with a shock.