A rude awakening

[ima_npc]

[You awaken from a deep sleep. You are groggy and cold and feel off in ways that may be initially difficult to place. The door to your stasis pod opens. How did you get here? That's a really good question. Who are you? That's another.]

[Step outside into the warmer (albeit not especially warm) room and you'll see the others, all dressed in a similar style of stasis suits. One or two of them are wearing the same colors as you, though it's perhaps hard to tell with the dim, red glow that fills the room.]

[The doors are closed. There is no apparent way to open them. And a robotic voice intermittently rings through the room:]

Life support is being restored to the facility. Please stand by.

Comments

[thefaceofjustice]

No. I don't remember anything.

[Looks down at the pajama suit.]

What... kind of person am I?

[whenitrainsitstorms]

I don't know. It sounds like none of us know much of anything.

[thefaceofjustice]

Understood. So we're probably all in the same situation.

[Reaches up to feel his own face.]

Um. What do I look like?

[whenitrainsitstorms]

[Considers a moment.]

Broad face, strong jaw and chin. Eyebrows that come to a high point. Light brown hair, about to here.

[He holds his hand up to his own jaw.]

It curls up at the ends.

[thefaceofjustice]

[Pinches his cheek and pulls at the skin far enough that it looks like it SHOULD really hurt, but... he lets it snap back without wincing at all.]

So that's my face. Hmm... maybe like this? [Salutes and flashes a big smile.]

Nice to meet you! I'm...... I don't know yet. Do you have a name?

[whenitrainsitstorms]

That's another thing it seems like everyone's missing.

[thefaceofjustice]

Not even code names or numbers? We really are uninformed.

[whenitrainsitstorms]

We'll probably need to come up with something temporary.