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driftfleet2018-03-13 02:04 pm
ginger_firebird) wrote in driftfleet2018-03-13 02:04 pm
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the walls kept tumbling down
Who: Mantis and all
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Planetside
When: Today
How odd. How strange. How utterly devoid of anything. Mantis can't call himself one to be paranoid without reason, hence his wariness of going to the planet in the first place. It was only after seeing others interact with the town without dying that he felt any safety in visiting on his own. All the little robots, the sheer sense of emptiness in the presence of signs people had clearly existed... He sincerely hoped that whatever drove away the locals was long gone.
Thus, the feed opens up to the gentle plink plink clatter of him at the ring toss game along the theme park's midway. It was a different kind of repetitive task that he could sink his thoughts into and some of the prizes looked interesting enough he'd be willing to keep one in his little room. All the same, he does look on edge, twisting his head to look over his shoulder.
"Am I the only one thinking this place has the look and feel of life that used to be? It isn't a dead planet by any means, but higher lifeforms like us don't exist for miles. I'd have sensed something by now."
Plink. Plink. Clatter clatter clatter...
"Oh. I won one of the smaller prizes." He tosses a ring up into the air where it hovers and starts to orbit his hand. "Not that there is anyone to enforce the rules. Instinct tells me that I shouldn't stay long in this place. It looks safe. Probably is safe. But it's not...safe. Perhaps that might make more sense to someone else here."
When: Today
How odd. How strange. How utterly devoid of anything. Mantis can't call himself one to be paranoid without reason, hence his wariness of going to the planet in the first place. It was only after seeing others interact with the town without dying that he felt any safety in visiting on his own. All the little robots, the sheer sense of emptiness in the presence of signs people had clearly existed... He sincerely hoped that whatever drove away the locals was long gone.
Thus, the feed opens up to the gentle plink plink clatter of him at the ring toss game along the theme park's midway. It was a different kind of repetitive task that he could sink his thoughts into and some of the prizes looked interesting enough he'd be willing to keep one in his little room. All the same, he does look on edge, twisting his head to look over his shoulder.
"Am I the only one thinking this place has the look and feel of life that used to be? It isn't a dead planet by any means, but higher lifeforms like us don't exist for miles. I'd have sensed something by now."
Plink. Plink. Clatter clatter clatter...
"Oh. I won one of the smaller prizes." He tosses a ring up into the air where it hovers and starts to orbit his hand. "Not that there is anyone to enforce the rules. Instinct tells me that I shouldn't stay long in this place. It looks safe. Probably is safe. But it's not...safe. Perhaps that might make more sense to someone else here."