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The Bunker of Nariba Relia | OPEN PLOT MINGLE POST
Who: Everyone!!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The bunker in the surrounding desert.
When: Sometime recently, see this post for full information. Below is the excerpt of information listed there. Feel free to make a top comment and thread out the sad truth and whatnot.
[Records buried in the library, the research facility, and cues from the power plant will eventually reveal the bunker in the surrounding desert. The passageway leads several yards underground, and it doesn’t appear to have been used in a long time. Those brave enough to venture inside will find that it is not much more than a tomb. Eerily enough, the emergency lights are still on, casting a soft red glow over sheets and the once-bodies beneath them.
It has been long enough that paper journals, books, and personal belongings (like bags and such) have deteriorated to the point of being extremely fragile. Handled with care, however, they are eager to tell a story.
“The engineers should have been more careful. I’m not sure I’ll be able to recoup my losses from this… At least I have enough money to buy a ride off this planet!”
“No one could have known this would happen. Hopefully it stabilizes so we can go home soon. In the meantime, I’ve been teaching my daughter how to count. She doesn’t understand what’s going on, and I don’t know what to tell her.”
“It’s not getting better. So many people have died that we’re running out of room in the morgue. We had to move all of the food to another room so that the smell doesn’t leach out, but we all know what’s back there.”
“The replicator was supposed to repair us, too.”
“I don’t know if we can go back yet, but it doesn’t matter. Even if the city was back to the way it was, there’s no cure for us. The dead are dead, and we lay down next to them as we wait for our turn.”
There is nothing that can be done for these people except to give them the eternal rest they deserve. Ultimately, the fate of Nariba Relia is a sad one and not altogether preventable.]
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The bunker in the surrounding desert.
When: Sometime recently, see this post for full information. Below is the excerpt of information listed there. Feel free to make a top comment and thread out the sad truth and whatnot.
[Records buried in the library, the research facility, and cues from the power plant will eventually reveal the bunker in the surrounding desert. The passageway leads several yards underground, and it doesn’t appear to have been used in a long time. Those brave enough to venture inside will find that it is not much more than a tomb. Eerily enough, the emergency lights are still on, casting a soft red glow over sheets and the once-bodies beneath them.
It has been long enough that paper journals, books, and personal belongings (like bags and such) have deteriorated to the point of being extremely fragile. Handled with care, however, they are eager to tell a story.
“The engineers should have been more careful. I’m not sure I’ll be able to recoup my losses from this… At least I have enough money to buy a ride off this planet!”
“No one could have known this would happen. Hopefully it stabilizes so we can go home soon. In the meantime, I’ve been teaching my daughter how to count. She doesn’t understand what’s going on, and I don’t know what to tell her.”
“It’s not getting better. So many people have died that we’re running out of room in the morgue. We had to move all of the food to another room so that the smell doesn’t leach out, but we all know what’s back there.”
“The replicator was supposed to repair us, too.”
“I don’t know if we can go back yet, but it doesn’t matter. Even if the city was back to the way it was, there’s no cure for us. The dead are dead, and we lay down next to them as we wait for our turn.”
There is nothing that can be done for these people except to give them the eternal rest they deserve. Ultimately, the fate of Nariba Relia is a sad one and not altogether preventable.]
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It's sad. No one remembered them until now.
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[And hitting a lot of Keith's trigger points. It was taking a lot for him to not just tear this place apart in repressed anger.]
And more than just what happened to them... but why? Why did those people leave? Why didn't they come back or check on people? Why did this place get forgotten?
It just feels wrong.
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It does. But at the very least, we won't forget them. They deserve better than they got.
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Yeah... they do.
[He agreed.]
Something is better than nothing. I just hope... well, I hope that the people they left behind weren't left hanging in the dark. If the planet was too dangerous for a rescue, then I hope someone outside of here knows what happened... somewhere.
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I think someone mentioned putting up a sign or something, too... as like a memorial.
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When it's done, I'll say a prayer; maybe there's versions of the gods here too, and they can do something where we can't. [it's a longshot, but even if it doesn't work, their spirits deserve to put to rest, if they're still wandering here]
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That's nice of you. I hope it works.
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[Keith was curious now.]
Check what?
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[Keith hadn't really talked to a lot of people about their abilities, and had sort of assumed everyone was a "normal" being... alien, human, whatever. Though, he did know that some people could do magic-like things.]
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[He sighed softly, looking around at all the... well... death. So long with no word... There was almost nothing left of these people... just bones.]
What would you have the gods here do if you can find them?
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[she can't help but huff, just a little bit]
Their jobs, for one. Though I didn't see any spirits stuck here, so at least one is still doing what they're supposed to.
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[The whole... crossing over... moving on... whatever thing... that was important, right?]
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But, you're not getting that here, right? Everyone's moved on.
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That's good then.
[He supposed. He wasn't sure he believed in all that, really, but he'd seen stranger things, he supposed.]
I'm gonna keep looking around a bit more. But... I think we've found all that we can.
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[she stands up, finally, dusting off her skirt]
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Yeah. I will. I'd like to know if you find anything else, too.
Take care.
[And he'd be off!]