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

[fandisservice]

[ Flashy bastard in gold and yellow is stepping outside of the stasis pod and holding himself with way too much cocky dignity for someone in footy pajamas. ]

Hey, robot, isn't life support restored already? I'm not seeing anyone keeled over.

[ima_npc]

The stasis room maintains life support at all times.

[fandisservice]

So we've got this whole room to roam to our heart's content until you get your ass in gear with the rest of the upkeep. Any time estimate on that?

[ima_npc]

Two hours.

[fandisservice]

Keh. Fine, if that's what it is.

[whenitrainsitstorms]

[This tall guy in blue and grey is heading back from the doors.]

It sounds like the outside areas aren't habitable yet.

[fandisservice]

My ears haven't given out, regardless of whatever else is nonfunctional out there. Got any plans for killing two hours?

[whenitrainsitstorms]

We'll want to see whether anyone remembers how we got here.

[fandisservice]

Go put my answer in the pool for me, will you? No fucking clue.

[whenitrainsitstorms]

That makes two of us.

[fandisservice]

I figured, from your asking. You got anyone else's answers yet?

[whenitrainsitstorms]

[Pointing at the other two in blue and grey.]

They don't know anything.

[Indicates the redhead.]

He says he remembers.

[fandisservice]

How fucking grand for him. He got any useful reason we're all in here with life support outside suspended?

[whenitrainsitstorms]

I'm trying to find out now.

He says he knew me, before this.

[fandisservice]

Has he mentioned how much money you owe him?

[court_chesster]

...Have I mentioned that I like your hair?

[No sarcasm in his voice. Also his own hair is not in pigtails despite the icon.]

[fandisservice]

First time your compliments have graced my ears, but if I had any clue what I looked like I'd be the first to agree.

[court_chesster]

Maybe you could catch your reflection in the glass of one of those freezer-things?

[fandisservice]

[ ...oh hey that's a good idea. he goes over to check, and then is pretty obviously checking himself out— turning his head side to side, posing. . . looks like he likes what he sees.

footie pajamas not withstanding]

[court_chesster]

[hoo boy, we have a narcissist on our hands]

The colors are very striking.

[fandisservice]

Got to wonder where the hell the scar came from, though. Though it suits the look well, doesn't it?

[ turning back around since he's being spoken to and who is he to resist attention ]

[court_chesster]

Yeah, totally. Makes you look real tough.

[fandisservice]

It's classy. Someone meant business, going for the face.

[court_chesster]

.......

At any rate, I'm glad you're okay!

[fandisservice]

[ laughs ]

Right, right, let's not have you denied of the pleasure of my presence.