good afternoon fellow Overseers, as well as people that are reading for fun,
SESSION 25
potentially the half-way mark from our campaign. maybe.
so, we started exactly as we left last week, with Fox and the gang getting[mostly Fox] jumpscared by...….. the Tumblr roleplay oc that inadvertently set in motion the chain of events that lead to me actually running a ttrpg campaign in the first place, so everyone please thank Freelancer medical officer, Agent Minnesota, who fox immediately offered a cigarette to. I wish the comment section here allowed images, but alas, it does not, so I will do my best to describe her face under the helmet, since it was an entire skill check to help get her helmet off.
her skin is very pale, covered in freckles, long frizzy black hair with grey streaks, a permanent tired expression on her face, her normal eye is purple, however the left eye is fucked up, by that I mean black Sclera, teal iris, and a yellow pupil. the skin on the upper right half of her face is discoloured, taking on a mottled green appearance, her clothing is a suit of Orbital Shock Trooper armour, more specifically, a slightly older type of that armour. time to directly quote the group as a whole here! [for context, Minn was looking at Fox{the character} prior to walking up and actually communicating, by the way, is it too obvious that I've been re-playing Lobotomy corporation?]
Der Freischütz[Fox]: "I wave"
Manager: "they simply... keep looking"
Der Freischütz[Fox]: "I wave harder!"
Manager: "Despite their face being covered, it's hard NOT to tell that flicker of recognition as she looks at you. just enough to be like 'huh, you look a bit familiar' but not enough to recognise you as YOU."
Der Freischütz[Fox]: "she doesn't recognise me? wait say it again?"
Manager: "they don't recognise YOU per say, but they do recognise you in a more abstract way. Does that make sense?"
Fairy festival[Pixy]l: "like in the way that when you meet two people with the same face, the second person, you don't know them but you recognise them?"
Manager: "kinda? but it's more like "Imagine the experience of meeting a person[you know] but from an alternate universe where you had never met them and all that, like, their life went down a entirely different path. You would still recognise the person, and there would very likely still be some personality overlap, but you wouldn't necessarily be recognising them for who they are presently, you'd be recognising the person YOU know. from YOUR universe/timeline. that's what's happening"
anyway, Fox has to help her get her helmet off because it's stuck, once it's off, they get that facial description, Fox then offers the cigarettes, and Fox very consistently reminded our little Orbital Drop Shock Trooper of her brother, Fox[Tumblr deep-lore oc] heavily. Then Fox[here] says that his name is... what it is, and Minnesota experienced an emotion best described by the sounds of the table breaking in the infamous vine "Oh no! Our table!! it's broken!!!" which is accurate to the emotions of meeting an alternate universe version of your brother, and finding out that his particular brand of annoying bullshittery is just a multiversal constant. so is the concept of him having a metaphorical handler. yeah no, she shuts down for a minute. anyway, she says some cryptic shit before sending the team on their way, right across the hallway to... A school computer lab! finding family pictures from the human Fox previously was, with one figure mysteriously blacked out, on a computer with an eagle sticker on the side. they also find weird trackpad drawings of some non existent in-universe propaganda cartoon, school writing projects, and, on the pc for the teacher in charge of this class, student reports. one of which was about the Human Fox was based on and by reading it, you would think this teacher genuinely had it out for Fox like holy FUCK.
and that was where we left it off for this week.
OH DID WE MENTION THE PLASMA RIFLE BLUEPRINTS-
Möge das wachsame Auge der großen Revolutionäre euch Sicherheit bringen.
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