Redi Domum

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Who: The missing visitors and you. Open to everyone.
Where: MAGI Labs
Summary: After being violently removed from the Tower of Animus, everyone is returned 'home'.
Warnings: None

There was a tight clench behind your navel, the sensation of something dragging you through the fabric of time and space itself... it was an unpleasant sensation, almost sickening. Those of Hinoto-Ri had vanished from the tower completely when the clock struck midnight from what had just happened, removed from that reality. It had happened with such abruptness that it was downright disorienting to observe. There was no chance for a hurried goodbye, no chance of even letting out a surprised scream...

Those of Hinoto-Ri were dragged back to their own world with very little grace, and for a dizzying and wild thirty seconds, they suffered from the sensation of thick tentacles grasping and yanking their bodies this way and that through a swirling blur of matter. Where were they going? What had caused this?

After those sickening moments that seemed to last far longer, they were unceremoniously shoved out of the Shining Trapezohedron in a stream of bright lights, and into what looked like a giant room filled with computer screens. At least it didn't appear to be the Mictlan, like when the other group had returned.

Pray that you weren't on the bottom of the pile...

Now there was a quiet hum, as an alarm went off. Lights shone brightly upon you as scientists outside were running scans to determine you weren't harmful from your trip. That left you time to think.

You had finally met him...

Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos. He'd taunted some of you, shown you another world you had been sent to save...but in the end, nothing much had changed. Perhaps there was small solace that it was still standing and not completely obliterated as had been his plan. The questioned remained, however...

Where was He now? ...you could figure that out later. There were reunions to be had first.

[OOC - Anyone can start threads.]

Comments

[universebeware]

"Good to know at least some of you are capable of listening," Brainstorm mutters not-very-quietly as he works his way to an upright position once everyone's off. Thanks? From him? Surely you jest.

[bladedskies]

"Mrrrf."

She's pressed a palm to her forehead, looking both irritated and nauseated. She manages a reply, though.

"Not like...you're those damned Tower admins, though...now are ya?"

[universebeware]

"Well, no, but I've had less than stellar experiences with getting people to listen to me, so I'm more than a little bitter about it." He huffs, and then makes a motion to wave her off. "Go...do whatever it is you organics do to feel better. The last thing we need to do is clean up a physical mess alongside the metaphorical one."

[bladedskies]

"Fair enough. Still not one of those damn admins though." She grumbles a little, still face-to-palm. "And I'm workin' on it."

She is not going to horf all over the floor. Think comforting thoughts. Think comforting thoughts. Think - "Oh...hey, we're not in the Tower anymore, huh..."

[universebeware]

There's a long intake of air, and looks around with a sigh. "Yes, yes - brilliant observation," he answers. "I suppose you'll tell me next that the sky is blue?"

It's at this point that Brainstorm hopes that this is one of the buildings that has a way for him to actually get out.

[bladedskies]

"Hey, I'm trying to not be that loser who horfs all over the floor. Reaffirming that I'm not there anymore is how I'm doing that; if you've got another method, I'd like to hear it."

That's partly sarcasm, of course - she knows she's talking to a nonorganic who likely does not vomit.

[universebeware]

"Well, there's always the option of becoming a combination organic and mechanical being - just cut out the potential of such a thing ever happening again." His tone makes it obvious that he's not terribly serious.