In Character Interview Thread

"Oh, for sure!" Alunya confirms with an eager nod of his head. "I mean, where do I even start? Back at home, our village was always protected by a guardian deity named Hylicia. Now I might have had some disagreements with them..." Antares snickers in the background as Alunya pauses. "But as far as the the village goes, they kept it safe with their divine barrier. Thats why everyone was safe there! Now if you ask me it was dreadfully boring that way, but I guess that's how most of those folks preferred it."

"And besides" Alunya continues. "If I never developed sorcery, then I probably wouldn't have gotten blamed for the storm! And then I wouldn't have gotten exiled, and Antares wouldn't have felt bad about it, so if you think about it magic is the only reason that Ares and I made up!" Alunya announces their convoluted chain of logic cheerily and with utmost sincerity.

"We've seen all kinds of things since we left." Antares picked up. "But what has always been the most amazing to me is what my little brother is capable of. He uses magic to look at how living creatures are put together, and just kind of... tweaks it here and there. He's the reason that the two of us look like this, and not..." Antares shudders at the thought, seemingly normal maturity and aging was an uncomfortable topic for him. "Its truly amazing. He knows so much about the natural world just by using sorcery to look at how things work. Muscles and sinew and hearts and lungs..." Antares trails off, while Alunya blushes a little as if embarrassed at the praise, or at least what he interpreted as praise.

"Anyways. Divine creatures are a big group. We end up not getting along with alot of them but, well, thats partially just because we're pretty aggressive, ourselves! Plenty of them- even the mean ones- are very helpful to the right people. Even the ones that demand human sacrifices, at least protect their people from other events. Magical power is just the only real way to live out here, one way or another." Alunya affirms. "Besides, you would not believe how tasty divine beasts are when you grill them up. They're not made of normal flesh and bone, and the 'meat' lasts a really long time. Helps alot with fending off starvation in the winter."

"Actually, magic is pretty helpful for that in general." Antares continues Alunya's thought. "Our sorcery makes it easy to start fires, cut firewood, melt snow, and the like. And Alunya tells me alot of ecosystems out here wouldn't function at all without magic. The whole place would be a whole lot less lush and filled with life if there wasn't a good number of things that were able to supplement their diet with Resonant Energy." Antares then pulls off his helmet, forged of a glittering, platinum-white metal. "And this here, our armor and weapons, those are magical too! Forged of metal from a lunar meteor we found while exploring. Can't count how many times this has saved my life."
 
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As you wander the wilderness, what's your goal? What do you desire to be or do as time passes? Do you aspire to a higher purpose?
 
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Antares shrugs. "Honestly, I'm mostly worried about surviving day to day. And... Well..." He looks a little embarassed, looking away bashfully. "...Having fun with my brother, I guess. I have alot to make up to him for, I'm just glad I can be here for him."

Alunya looks ponderous while Antares is speaking, wondering. "It's a tough thing to answer, because back in the village, they always told us that nobody needed to go on adventures anymore, everyone was safe in the village. There's a whole world out here to explore, and we never really had time to think about what we were doing- We were exiled pretty suddenly, and mostly just focused on surviving." Antares nods in agreement, but Alunya continues. "But there are some things I'd like to do. I like looking at different animals and creatures, and seeing how they work. Maybe, bit by bit, I could use that knowledge to improve us more, too. And I want to learn! There's so much out in the wider world that nobody in the village knew about! So many new types of food, different forging techniques.... They have these things called 'books' that apparently contain words in them! I haven't figured out how those work yet, but I'd like to!" Alunya affirms eagerly.

"So I guess, for now, I just want to learn and explore this world for all there is! Maybe one day when I understand more about it, we'll think of something more exciting. Maybe we could make our own village, and protect it like Hylicia protected ours! But until that day, I'm happy to just live freely and unbound." Alunya affirms conclusively.




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Darn is my time already up? That's sad.... Oh well. Since Daisie has already gone multiple times I think, I guess I'll nominate Caffeinated Joy, except, I don't know how to tag them so...
 
Hmmm....who shall I pick? I need a bit to think and I'll be back.
 
"Alright," A stern voice calls - feminine, yet with a gravelly bite beneath it. "This is just pathetic. It's not like I'm really eager to be doing this, but come on. If no one's got what it takes to step forward and take control, then consider this @#$&show officially commandeered."

The alien is coated from the neck down in durable yet lightweight armor, golden strips of metal across her collarbone shining out against the grays and blacks. The tough, rubbery skin that makes up her face is a dull mulberry hue, with a cotton candy colored mane draped in unruly waves from her scalp to just below her shoulder. The couple of canines sticking out from her lip complement her personality with a perpetually irked effect, and her ears somewhat resemble that of a horse's, yet with some strange set of feelers dotted up their backsides.


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I'll cut to the chase. This is Reavis Ishva speaking on behalf of the Ava crew. We've been lost hopping from universe to universe, surviving off whatever we can find. My original crew was lost along the way and of course three idiots, identifying as "humans", had to go ahead and get stuck with me these few years later. Integration into a new society is impossible so long as these glowing lights keep following us from jump to jump and picking us off, so honestly, we're just waiting until they finally catch up with the rest of us.

Yeah, the humans are a bit more optimistic than I am, but hey, it's not like they're the ones who've been doing this five years. Long as I'm still breathing, though, they're still my civs, and it's still my duty to get them somewhere safe. More likely, die trying.

Time's a bit different this particular universe so I say I've got, ah, a week or so 'til the buggers catch up with us again and we have to scram.

Questions?
 
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Greetings, Ms. Ishva. Your circumstances are... most unique, it seems. I am interested in hearing your multiverse spanning journey.

However, let us start with a simple question or two: Can you describe your ship and crew in more detail? If I am to have proper context of other matters, I believe I should know more of the vessel, and those who've been operating it all this time. Including yourself of course, unless you are not inclined to do so.
 
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That'd be Ava. Originally you were just supposed to call "computer" and she'd respond to that, but after a while of sitting around being stranded... When she was asked what name she wanted, she didn't exactly know what to do with that. Just kept saying the same some long title her engineers gave her, "something something" ending in "4v4". So we just called her Ava.

She's... cramped, but reliable. Four rooms, maybe four and a half if you count the small-!@# hallway in the middle. It's better now that Lucia's here and she's cleaned things up a bit, but we still get real sick of being on top of each other all the time.

Our "crew" is pretty small. Lucia, Nate, Stan, and myself. There've been others along the way here and there, but... Yeah, it's just us and Ava left, now.

Honestly Ava is as much of a member as any of us. She's... I guess let's just say she's "advanced" enough so that all she needs is someone to give orders. Just about everything everything else she handles, herself, so there's no need to manually jump, pilot, or whatever. Nate was explaining to me that you guys have these... space-themed productions where everyone's got some role to maintain. Pilot, weapons, security, whatever. We're not like that. Some of us ultimately have higher authority over Ava, but other than that we're all kind of just... here. It gets boring.

When a link forms between universes, we make a jump. Ava exists in... I gotta tell you, I have no idea, I'm just trying to remember what Nate said. Some sort of "pocket dimension outside of normal reality". Far as I understand it, it's like that so if we veer off into a universe with all different physics, or where everything is plasma, we don't immediately turn ourselves inside out or get our atoms split.

Ava scans the place from a safe distance to see if it's safe. Usually is - similar universes tend to stick together, I guess, so she picks a good spot to pop us out, we tear a rift, a big old gateway opens into the uni, and we're risking our lives out there finding something useful. Mostly safe food and water, since we never know what's gonna be coming next, but sometimes we'll get lucky and find a place with medical supplies or useful tools. And sometimes it's just... stuff we like.

The hope is that some day we can find something that can combat the lights chasing us. I can get into those suckers if you like but that's the beginnings of it.
 
Interesting... I commend you and your comrades' journey through the universes.

Tell me more about these "lights"; they seem to be the motivators for your voyage. When did you first encounter them, and what do you know about them?
 
"Motivators". Hah. Understatement of the year.

First time I saw them was back home, actually. Y'know I wasn't ever supposed to be on this ship? I was a high-ranking security chief stationed at one of the best tech development grounds on Nex. I wasn't even aware they were working on Ava, they could've been developing bioweapons for all I cared, I just did my job. I was just glad I was stationed right alongside one of my childhood friends.

Suddenly there were reports of unidentified intruders coming from inside the building. Rushed to the scene and I saw them. Just these bright white lights whipping around, about a dozen of them. About a foot in diameter, kind of burned the eyes to look at. Guns did nothing, stuns did nothing, they'd chase people down, touch them, and disappear, leaving the people they were chasing wondering what just happened. It was real short. My friend and I weren't hit at all.

The problem was over the next two days. We ran every kind of scan on everyone who got touched, nothing abnormal, but they just started losing it. Hallucinating, getting these "visions", getting freaked, talking more and more nonsense. They suffered intense bouts of fight or flight, and eventually seizures.

By the end of those two days, everyone who had been affected was braindead. Nothing we could do, no cause found, no signs of those lights anymore. Just killed them.

Few months went by of silence, but I guess someone okayed another test. When I got the second call, I was on it right away this time.

I don't know what they did, but it was ten times worse this time. It was like a flood, they were everywhere. Guns still didn't work and they were phasing straight through 12-inch metal doors so almost everyone just dropped their @#$& and ran like it was the end of the world. With how many there were, it really coulda been.

My friend and I, we stayed to try and help in any way we could, but we got pulled aside. Us two, one more guard, and a couple of tech specialists got enlisted to try and jump ship as a last hurrah. They put us on Ava to try and find where they were flooding in from, maybe, or... find a way to talk with em, I guess. Just trying anything, at this point.

It was all real rushed. They loaded us up with supplies and sent us out before we could even say goodbye. Just a ragtag team of whoever was still left.

That original crew's been picked off one by one. Either by the lights or by foreign hostiles from our journeys. We-... I still don't know anything more about them than when this all started.

They just follow Ava. Chase us down. Scans don't show anything. Jumping universes buys some time - distance maybe - but they're always back.

Can't hide, but we can sure run real far.
 
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(there are timestamps at the top of each post, you can see what day I started with that.)
 
Ooh my counting skills apparently suck
You are correct
Since Voider Voider was the only one to participate, yeah XD
Knock em dead
 


The interviewer (You/RPN) leaves the adventurer guild building, a letter held in their hand. It is a reply to the first letter, sent in order to attain an interview; though the physical writing is... somewhat poor, the vocabulary of it is fairly graceful, containing a greeting and information on where to meet. So, following it's directions to a nearby lake, the interviewer walks through the snow covered ground, breathing in the cold air of winter.

Some time later, the interviewer begins to reach the frozen lake, and is met with a peculiar sight; what might first seem an ice sculpture sits at the edge, roughly sculpted into the form of a fox sitting on it's haunches, standing at about 4ft tall in it's current position. However, a bright blue glow emanates from within it's chest, and as the interviewer approaches, it stands up and turns it's head to them.

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"Greetings... I have been awaiting your arrival... please, sit down." The creature gestures to a stump with it's paw; it's speech holds notable, somewhat odd pauses, and speaks without opening it's muzzle. As the interviewer brushes the snow off and takes a seat, the creature turns to face them. "I am Glacier... a hybrid of beast & construct." It gestures to itself, before tilting it's head. "I must say, I was quite surprised... when I received your offer of an interview. So, what do you wish... to know of me?"
 

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