[OOM] Izabora - Total Immersion Virtual Reality Program: Age of Ooze. The Garden of New Beginnings.

[stuck_mynock]

When Atton opens his eyes, he hasn't got his sword, and he's wearing a wide-brimmed hat, a billowing coat, and a whole lot of black.

Thoughtfully: "Huh."

They're in a garden of some sort, filled with statues, fountains, and plants, with a forest and a massive city in the distance. A lot of people are milling around, all in dress from a variety of different time periods.

Atton thinks about this, a moment.

"Huh."

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[guppy_sandhu]

"Achy joints in old age."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Guppy is old. Old Guppy."

[will_scarlett]

"No, 'e's na."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Not yet!" Guppy says. "Nearly thirty isn't old."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Old at heart."

[will_scarlett]

Will just grins,

"'e's na that old an lots o'this desert."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy flips the bird at Atton.

"You're older than me anyway. I'm just more mature."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"I am very mature."

As they pass the other group of players, Atton waves at them.

"Lol haxx," one says, before continuing on.

Atton looks sad.
"People keep saying that."

[will_scarlett]

"Doesna make any sense an they sound like they're drunk."

[guppy_sandhu]

"I think they're speaking in text." Guppy says. "It's a sort of regional dialect."

He calls after them. "Lulz we r cool, don't go dissin us innit."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The players consider this.

"Lolosaur," one of them says, helpfully.

[will_scarlett]

Will just keeps looking at them with confusion.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy makes a 'wicked' sign at the other players.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

They continue onwards, and Atton keeps walking.

It isn't long until trees start cropping up around them, sparsely at first, then suddenly in huge amounts as they enter the forest. It's the sort of forest that would be much more at place in somewhere temperate and chilly, rather than a desert, which is possibly why the temperature drops as soon as they're in there.

"Ah, that's better."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, feels more like 'ome."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yeah, digital sweating is unpleasant."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Foresty," Atton says happily, before glancing back out at the desert.

Off in the distance, there are flashes of green and pink and blue.

"That's new."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, probably na a good sign either."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Northern lights?

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Whatnow?"

[will_scarlett]

"Somethin' natural, I think but that doesna look right."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Arctic thing." Guppy says.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton looks at Guppy.

Looks at the desert, and the sand.

Looks back at Guppy.


Meanwhile, the pinks, greens and blues advance forward like a wave until they reach the Garden, engulfing it before continuing onwards. They stop a fair distance from the forest, fading away.

The parts of the desert they passed over are no longer golden-yellow with a blue sky, but now an array of too-bright colours with a completely black sky, without stars or a sun. There are curls of crystal, glittering with glowing numbers, arcing out of the sand.

Off in the distance, the Garden, now strangely twisted is glowing, as numbers flow up from it and into the sky.

Atton throwns, heading out into a still-normal part of the desert and picking up some sand, turning it about in his hands before letting it flow through his fingers.

"Weird."

He looks back at the strange-coloured desert areas. Occasionally, a bright green net flickers around them.

[will_scarlett]

"That doesna look right in loads o'ways. Think it'll come back?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Guys, I think we should run from that."