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genessia2015-12-07 07:02 pm
nevertrulyalone) wrote in genessia2015-12-07 07:02 pm
Entry tags:
Action, Audio
[Action - The Bay and the surrounding area]
[Artanis jolts awake with a start. It feels uncomfortably humid. How long had he been asleep? It was still dark. Had he slept the entire day?
...No. No, that wasn't it. He hadn't fallen asleep in a place so...cramped.
The realization sends a jolt through his body. Anxiously, he feels around the inside of the box he's in...then manages to push open the front. He falls out, but it's an easy effort to lift one of his legs and stop his fall before he lands in the...
...Water?
Now steady on his feet, Artanis looks around. He appears to be in some sort of body of water, with other similar boxes around him. They've all been opened. It's like no place he's seen before.
Well, first things first. He was going to try to call for help. Broadcasting his thoughts outward, he speaks.]
Karax, can you hear me?! Matriarch Vorazun! Rohana!
[The only thing that answers him is silence. He looks around, searching for a way out. But first, something catches his eye back in the box he emerged from.
Upon closer inspection, there appears to be some sort of communication device there, as well as a pendant. He picks them up and looks them over, as well as the welcome note. He then looks around, and finally spots what appears to be an exit.
He emerges into bright sunlight, and immediately he can feel nourishment. However, it doesn't relieve him much -- the surroundings are completely alien to him. The geometry and the structures indicated what might be a Terran settlement, but...it didn't seem right. Something was off.
After taking a few more steps, he investigates a device...until it activates. Suddenly, a holographic projection of a Terran female appears before him, and Artanis listens to the message. Fortunately, it fills him in better on his situation. Not that it makes him feel any better.
If he's trapped, there's a problem. He's the Hierarch of the Daelaam -- the ruler of the united Aiur, Nerazim, and Purifier factions of the Protoss. And after the End War, he's their greatest living hero. While he has no doubt that the council would be able to continue on in his absence and might be able to obscure his disappearance, he fears mass panic would break out among the general populace if they were to find out.
But first things first. He would gather as much information publicly available as possible, then send out a message asking the inhabitants here for further information.]
[Action -- Genessia, Schnee Company Welcoming Center, Amagi Inn]
[Clearly these people had never seen a Protoss before. As Artanis walks through the streets of Genessia, he draws stares left and right. Though to be fair, a seven-foot tall, gray-skinned, elaborately-dressed alien with glowing blue eyes tends to stick out like a sore thumb. It's all Artanis can do to act natural and ignore the fluctuation of emotions around him.
Eventually, he makes his way to the Welcoming Center in Genessia. After getting more information there, he leaves once again and heads toward the Amagi Inn. He's heard they offer free rooms temporarily to new arrivals, so that was as good a place as any to go.
Feel free to catch him at any point during all of this.]
[Audio]
[Broadcasting his telepathy to make it audible is easy enough. Dealing with an unknown Terran settlement, however, is a bit different. He chooses to keep the broadcast on audio for now.
Listeners will hear a deep voice with slight reverberation to it.]
To all who are listening to this broadcast, I bid you greetings. My name is Artanis, and I am a new arrival here in Genessia.
The reason why I am making this broadcast is because I seek information -- namely, information on access to our homes. It is imperative that I return home as quickly as possible, but for the moment, it seems that I cannot. But can we learn about what is going on in our homes? Can we access any detail, any scrap of information whatsoever about them? Any information, no matter how small, will be welcomed.
[OoC: Artanis has had dealings with humans in the past, and he knows how skittish and even hostile they can be to what they don't recognize. Therefore, until he can get a better read on people, he isn't going to show his face to them unless given no choice -- so video responses will be met with voice only.
However, he will be more open to showing his face to anyone who is visibly non-human! If he can tell they're not human, he's more willing to be forthright in an attempt to foster goodwill.]
[Artanis jolts awake with a start. It feels uncomfortably humid. How long had he been asleep? It was still dark. Had he slept the entire day?
...No. No, that wasn't it. He hadn't fallen asleep in a place so...cramped.
The realization sends a jolt through his body. Anxiously, he feels around the inside of the box he's in...then manages to push open the front. He falls out, but it's an easy effort to lift one of his legs and stop his fall before he lands in the...
...Water?
Now steady on his feet, Artanis looks around. He appears to be in some sort of body of water, with other similar boxes around him. They've all been opened. It's like no place he's seen before.
Well, first things first. He was going to try to call for help. Broadcasting his thoughts outward, he speaks.]
Karax, can you hear me?! Matriarch Vorazun! Rohana!
[The only thing that answers him is silence. He looks around, searching for a way out. But first, something catches his eye back in the box he emerged from.
Upon closer inspection, there appears to be some sort of communication device there, as well as a pendant. He picks them up and looks them over, as well as the welcome note. He then looks around, and finally spots what appears to be an exit.
He emerges into bright sunlight, and immediately he can feel nourishment. However, it doesn't relieve him much -- the surroundings are completely alien to him. The geometry and the structures indicated what might be a Terran settlement, but...it didn't seem right. Something was off.
After taking a few more steps, he investigates a device...until it activates. Suddenly, a holographic projection of a Terran female appears before him, and Artanis listens to the message. Fortunately, it fills him in better on his situation. Not that it makes him feel any better.
If he's trapped, there's a problem. He's the Hierarch of the Daelaam -- the ruler of the united Aiur, Nerazim, and Purifier factions of the Protoss. And after the End War, he's their greatest living hero. While he has no doubt that the council would be able to continue on in his absence and might be able to obscure his disappearance, he fears mass panic would break out among the general populace if they were to find out.
But first things first. He would gather as much information publicly available as possible, then send out a message asking the inhabitants here for further information.]
[Action -- Genessia, Schnee Company Welcoming Center, Amagi Inn]
[Clearly these people had never seen a Protoss before. As Artanis walks through the streets of Genessia, he draws stares left and right. Though to be fair, a seven-foot tall, gray-skinned, elaborately-dressed alien with glowing blue eyes tends to stick out like a sore thumb. It's all Artanis can do to act natural and ignore the fluctuation of emotions around him.
Eventually, he makes his way to the Welcoming Center in Genessia. After getting more information there, he leaves once again and heads toward the Amagi Inn. He's heard they offer free rooms temporarily to new arrivals, so that was as good a place as any to go.
Feel free to catch him at any point during all of this.]
[Audio]
[Broadcasting his telepathy to make it audible is easy enough. Dealing with an unknown Terran settlement, however, is a bit different. He chooses to keep the broadcast on audio for now.
Listeners will hear a deep voice with slight reverberation to it.]
To all who are listening to this broadcast, I bid you greetings. My name is Artanis, and I am a new arrival here in Genessia.
The reason why I am making this broadcast is because I seek information -- namely, information on access to our homes. It is imperative that I return home as quickly as possible, but for the moment, it seems that I cannot. But can we learn about what is going on in our homes? Can we access any detail, any scrap of information whatsoever about them? Any information, no matter how small, will be welcomed.
[OoC: Artanis has had dealings with humans in the past, and he knows how skittish and even hostile they can be to what they don't recognize. Therefore, until he can get a better read on people, he isn't going to show his face to them unless given no choice -- so video responses will be met with voice only.
However, he will be more open to showing his face to anyone who is visibly non-human! If he can tell they're not human, he's more willing to be forthright in an attempt to foster goodwill.]
[Action]
[Mewtwo nods a bit, motioning upward to the several Kakuna hanging from tree branches.]
There is little to bind all of us together as Pokemon save for some shared genetic traits. However, each species of Pokemon share far more uniform traits and characteristics.
[He tilts his head slightly at the talk of interactions on a galactic scale.]
I do not have any experience with any form of interstellar travel. Humans have often speculated that Pokemon come from beyond their world, however they have yet to escape their world's gravity yet. At least, as far as I know.
This place is my sanctuary, purposely removed from the eyes of humans. I do not... have the best history with humans in my world.
[Action]
The Protoss have had some mixed history with humans, also. Forces of the Terran Dominion -- a nation of colonists who had arrived in our sector -- as well as forces from Earth itself have both come into conflict with us. None exists now, due to the Dominion crowning a new emperor. Additionally, there was one Terran battlecruiser that fought alongside us when our homeworld was invaded.
Humans are...an interesting race, to say the least. But if my life has taught me anything, it is that every person should always be approached as an individual first and foremost, irrespective of species.
[Of course, it wasn't just the Terrans that taught Artanis that. The Nerazim, the Purifiers, even the Tal'darim -- all take pride in their identities.]
[Action]
That is a good attitude to have. It would be rather difficult to judge me by my species. I'm all there is.
[He took a second, noting how much of an odd sensation it was to divulge such information upon meeting someone. However, the fact Artanis was decidedly non-human, had a powerful psionic aura of his own, and had his own conflicts with humans put him at relative ease.]
My name, Mewtwo is no coincidence. In my world there is a Pokemon that is said to be the blueprint from which all Pokemon are descended, though it is considered extinct by humans. The legends of Mew brought two men together when the fossilized remains of one was found. One man was a scientist, a pioneer in cloning and an expert on the energies that psychic-types like myself wield. His daughter had died at some point, and through a machine kept her psychic presence isolated and stabilized. He sought to perfect cloning technology to build his daughter a body that she could once again inhabit.
The other, however, a man by the name of Giovanni, wanted to not only create a clone of what was supposed to be the strongest Pokemon to ever live... he wanted to genetically engineer a better Mew. One that he could use to bring the world to its knees.
...I am the result of that project.
[Action]
I am no stranger to such programs myself. My most recent enemy employed the use of genetic modification to create abominations -- not only were the genetics they were made of supposed to be incompatible, but the creatures themselves were inherently insane and bloodthirsty.
I can at least determine that you are not anything like these Hybrids that I've fought in the recent past. All the more evidence that my attitude toward judging others is merited.
That being said...we Protoss were also altered, but in a different way. An ancient race, predating even unicellular life, found our primitive ancestors on the planet Aiur. Deducing that we possessed a desirable trait -- which they called "purity of form" -- they uplifted us. I, and my fellow Firstborn, are the result of this intervention by these Xel'naga.
[Action]
You'll pardon me if I do not fully grasp the parallels. Despite my appearance, power, and intelligence hardwired into my DNA, I have... little experience to comprehend the scope of such things.
How can such a thing as abstract as purity of form be quantified?
[Action]
"Purity of form" is determined by two factors. The first is physical -- physical strength, endurance, flexibility, even nutrient processing and immunity to disease. The second is the potential for psionic powers. The Xel'naga sought beings with the psionic potential to contain their essence.
[Action]
Those descriptors could very well apply to Pokemon. All Pokemon, not just psychic-types have some form of psionic presence, though not all are able to manifest such presence outwardly, and Dark-type Pokemon have a negative psionic presence, completely immune to any and all psychic energies.
[Action]
Even so, I never would have suspected that these Pokémon all possess some degree of it. As for your Dark-types...they sound similar to my kin of the Nerazim tribes.