Can't wake up

[c0nsequences]

Who: The Stalker and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Waking up on the Marsiva
When: Thursday afternoon (14 April)

[The Stalker comes awake rather suddenly. Machinery whirs around him, not the familiar sound of his Warframe. Something far larger and far louder, though further away, so the vibrations emanate through the walls instead. Why is he here? This is no dream, no trap set by the Lotus. At least, he doesn't think it is; she would have seen it prudent to strip him down to this bodysuit and take his weapons.

Time to do some investigating. Breathing slowly and trying to radiate utmost calm, he stands and strides to the door.]

Comments

Video; (aka herro nerd)

[tennohno]

[This should be a usual occurrence by now but this one is certainly different. The suit is reminiscent of his own which gives a small hope that someone else from the Origin system had come. However there's also discontent at what Atroma decided to do for the sake of entertainment. Still he was more inclined to help someone similar to himself. So he makes an attempt.]

You're taking this rather well.

Saaaaaaaaave me~

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[He is not taking this well at all. The last time he was this upset, he had failed to kill the Tenno on the moon.

And now he's hearing the Tenno's voice, which is either a traumatic flashback, a joke of the Lotus, or...

...reality, if the display on the wall hasn't been hacked.]

What led you to that assumption?

No.

[tennohno]

[Oh well isn't this a disappointment. The stalker. From the masses of love letters, more so the other told him his actions had consequences, plus that encounter where he nearly killed him but only with the help of a sentient destroyer; he knew that voice too well. Never had a face associated with it but rather armor. Neither of them had that luxury.]

The fact you haven't resorted to sulking in a corner. That or sent someone a pathetic note.

Boo.

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[Reality. And a cruel one at that. Where are his weapons? He has prey to finish off.]

Why would I sulk when I've been given someone to hunt?

[Speaking of weapons, now would be a perfect time to teleport the Tenno to him for a more private conversation--but he can't, not without Despair. He settles for turning invisible and running to the other side of the room.

Never underestimate dramatic effect.]

Re: Boo.

[tennohno]

[He's unimpressed to say the least. The overdramatic flair that the Stalker tended to go for was rather unnecessary when he wasn't even there.]

You'll have a hard time finding me since you can't leave that ship. Besides can't do much without your weapons. Though they never helped you much anyway.

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I believe there's a mark on your chest that says otherwise.

[tennohno]

Your brand on my arm and the scar yet I still live. That seems a failure to do your so called duty. [He can sass back too.] Besides I was compromised and won.

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Compromised, yet assisted.

[He refuses to call it a loss, even though that's...actually what it was.]

Watch yourself, Tenno. I'm here to finish that fight.

[tennohno]

[There was no assistance. As always it was him and his frame. That's all that was necessary regardless of whatever the Stalker decided to think.]

More so you look lost and confused. Not much of a fight.

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There will be.

[Once he figures out this place and how much he can get away with.

Why will the door not open? He goes to the display and starts playing with controls.]

[tennohno]

[To be fair, this is enough entertainment as is. The Stalker floundering about and without any of his gear. He certainly wouldn't mind that being prolonged for a long while after all of the crap he went through because of him.]

You're doing that wrong.

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Really.

[Sure, he does have no idea what he's doing. But how does the Tenno know that?]

[tennohno]

Yes really.

[Was he going to deal him exactly how yet? Not sure at the moment.]

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Then how would you do that, oh wise Tenno?

[tennohno]

I don't know. Maybe tell me why I should help you and that could be a start to your own answer.

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If you don't know, then be quiet while I work.

[tennohno]

I don't see the point of doing that either. What's wrong? Does it break your concentration?

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No. I simply find your voice irritating.

[There. That's the door, open at last. He turns away, intent on testing his newfound freedom.]

[tennohno]

You're one talk. Besides to think you have a vocabulary beyond "your actions have consequences" continues to surprise me.

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[This conversation will have consequences. Like the Stalker figuring out the IP from which the Tenno is sending his messages. He turns back to register the number.]

It's not the last surprise, you'll find.

[tennohno]

I'm sure you'll be back to sulking in a corner and sending more of your notes. That's nothing I'm not prepared for.

[Also there's a fancy new button to mark things as spam.]

[c0nsequences]

We'll see.

Video

[pain_train]

[Hey, look, a new person! Wrath decides to say hello. Pink hair, big smile, and a fox!]

Hi fresh meat! Welcome to the fleet!

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[...meat? He is more than meat, strange woman.

Is this welcome deliberate or ironic? Has she, too, been brought here to amuse whatever construct has implanted him?]

Thank you. ...where is this fleet, by the way?

[pain_train]

[Everyone's just meat, weirdo. She knows this intimately. Even if she's cheerful about it.]

I don't really know? Um. Right now we're orbiting this moon, but it's definitely not a moon I know about. Dunno the system name. They don't tell us this stuff.

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But not the Earth system.

[So, even if he knew how to pilot one of these ships, he's not in the system he knows so well.]

[pain_train]

Oh, definitely not. Wow, I wish we would go by Earth, though, I'd love to see it! Are you from Earth?

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[She has no idea the weight that question holds.]

I once was. But I have been away for...years, and I don't think this Earth is much like yours would be.

Where are you from?

[pain_train]

Well, I've never been to Earth, so you've still seen it more than I have! Do you think it's changed that much since you left?

I'm from Zeus. I was born there.

[c0nsequences]

Zeus? In which system is that? I'm not familiar with it.

[pain_train]

Ummm... I don't remember the designation on the star. It's a long way from Earth though, I think. Lots of jump gates.

[c0nsequences]

Jump gates? This universe has developed jump technology?

[How has his society failed to develop such useful tech when it's been around for so long?

Oh. Wait. The Orokin were murdered before they could pass on their knowledge.]

[pain_train]

I don't know about this universe. I'm not from this one. I guess the ships have some way of getting around long distances, but I'm not a pilot. In my universe, though, yeah. We had jump gates. That's how my planet got colonized.

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You aren't? You were taken, too?

[Now they're getting somewhere. How are these people chosen? And why?]

[pain_train]

Oh yeah. Everyone in the fleet... like out in the fleet ships... got taken like you did. We all showed up on the Marsiva and then got put on a ship a bit later. The person--people?--in charge is the Atroma. They're actually from here, I guess, but they don't ever really answer questions.

[c0nsequences]

But who are they? And why us?

[The Atroma. Not Hunhow, but possibly another Sentient.]

[pain_train]

I don't know. [Shrug. That's the answer to pretty much every question to do with the Atroma.] I don't think anyone knows.

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Have they tried?

[Inquiring minds want to know.]

[pain_train]

I don't know? [It hasn't really occurred to her to wonder too much.] I guess someone has. You can ask the fleet in general and I'm sure people will answer you.

[c0nsequences]

On the open channels? But wouldn't the Atroma be monitoring that?

[It's far too obvious.]

[pain_train]

You're on a holovid show. They see everything you're doing anyway. [Shrug.]

[c0nsequences]

I don't like being watched.

[Watching is his job.]

[pain_train]

Tough shit. That's how it is.

[...well, what else can she say? It's not delivered in an unkind tone at least.]

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And no one has done anything about it?

[pain_train]

What would you do about it? [When you can't even see the cameras or anything.]

[c0nsequences]

Find out what they know. Develop my own strategy from there.

[There's no point in action without information.]

[pain_train]

Yeah, but what are you going to do about the fact that you can't see the cameras and they're everywhere 'cause this is a holovid reality show?