( NPC LOG ) WORLD JUMP # 4: THE HOROLOGIUM.

[anessa]

V I O L E T

within a few days, every circle member will find that the small square panels hovering over their cots have been activated. they flicker green for a moment, and an interface gradually manifests before you. it looks a little like a computer terminal at first...

before the words slowly begin to form.

during your time on the horologium, this screen will change accordingly. your repairs and modifications to the ship will be logged for all to see. and by who, exactly?

well....

🠖 NETWORK

[ all of your watches come to a static halt. there's a crackle before a message begins to appear on the screen. ]

did it
work
u guys see this?
kk
i was the one who turned on your screens
should probs introduce myself
call me violet
bottom line is
i got no idea who the hell any of you are
but THAT'S working again
and this ship is hanging by a thread
damn it i shouldnt have sent all of you this at the same time
my watch is totes gonna blow up in 1..2...3

🠖 MESS HALL

[ violet is seated at a table — her hands are folded but her eyes are flitting from side to side as though she's taking in her surroundings. there's a notable scar that slashes across her face, and she's fitted in a jumpsuit much like your own. ]

Oh, hey. It's your favorite stranger: Violet.

[ there's a silence. ]

...I'm guessing you guys have got questions.

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[loveedition]

[ That's working again. The ship's hanging by a thread... which, corroborates the idea that it sounds like they're what's standing between them and the ship out right being destroyed. Great. It's an endless cycle.

Except... it sounded like, from what she had found out, the last excursion ended really badly. As awful as it was to doom a single person, it'd be worse to do so to an entire world-- or, in this case, someone else's ship.

Well, she'd have to set that aside for the time being. ]

Hi Violet. This is Ryoko Asakura.
Are you safe?

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[anessa]

ryoko
pretty name
i don't know yet
don't recognize any of you
but you don't seem hostile
how did you guys get here?

[loveedition]

[ She wishes she could respond in kind regarding Violet's hostility... but not yet. There's no reason not to trust her so far, but she can't help but be wary. ]

We were dropped off here in response to a distress call. Were you the one who sent it out? How long have things been like this?

[anessa]

yeah that was me
i don't know how long it's been
we used to have people who kept track of the time but
they aren't
you know
around. according to what i've heard.
from the state of things i couldn't tell you
but if my distress call went out it's probably been longer than i realize
have you guys found anything? or anyone?

[loveedition]

There were people assigned to keep track of time? Why not use a clock?

[ #practicalthings, even if it'd probably. most likely not work at all, oops ]

I think you're the first person we've heard from so far. As for what we found, I think we've mostly found supplies and an elevator shaft that doesn't look like it's working.

[anessa]

space time contiuum is weird stuff pal
messes with all kinds of things

[ it's a valid suggestion. ]

damn
the elevator shaft? you mean the lift?
is anything functional?

[loveedition]

[ a bit of a pause... ]

Well, we did find something that spits out pink goo. That works.