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Einsteinian Roulette / ED Mission 2: Not so competent after all
« on: May 15, 2017, 01:53:30 pm »
Ride to the planet surface is long and boring, at least for those who didn't go into stasis. They pass time by playing Tetris, and after that gets boring, watching movies Dave streams to your faceplates on request and chatting. Some share their worries, some their beliefs, others their bloated self-opinion. Eventually stasis pods open and everyone gets fully dressed, checking over their weapons and other equipment couple of times.
The shuttle door opens, and the men and women step out into an alien landscape, almost surprised by lower gravity. The difference isn't unbearable, but it requires you to pay attention to your movement. The landing spot is on what appears to be a section of old road, flat and wide enough for the shuttle. It's surrounded by plants that look like a gnarly and twisted maze made out of roots taller than a man, occasionally sprouting tall spiraling trunks fully covered by thick layers of turquoise "leaves". Each "leaf" looks like long curly ribbon hanging from the trunk or a short branch. Behind the plants you can see a mountain rising to reach the clouds. It's very close and very, very tall. The sky is gray, wholly covered in dark clouds and nobody knows where the sun is. Above the horizon, probably.
From the maze of roots comes a man, dressed warmly and in civilized manner, wearing a large backpack. He takes in your appearance for a moment.
"I take it you are the HMRC then? Welcome to Frone. I'll be your guide to the bunker."
The shuttle door opens, and the men and women step out into an alien landscape, almost surprised by lower gravity. The difference isn't unbearable, but it requires you to pay attention to your movement. The landing spot is on what appears to be a section of old road, flat and wide enough for the shuttle. It's surrounded by plants that look like a gnarly and twisted maze made out of roots taller than a man, occasionally sprouting tall spiraling trunks fully covered by thick layers of turquoise "leaves". Each "leaf" looks like long curly ribbon hanging from the trunk or a short branch. Behind the plants you can see a mountain rising to reach the clouds. It's very close and very, very tall. The sky is gray, wholly covered in dark clouds and nobody knows where the sun is. Above the horizon, probably.
From the maze of roots comes a man, dressed warmly and in civilized manner, wearing a large backpack. He takes in your appearance for a moment.
"I take it you are the HMRC then? Welcome to Frone. I'll be your guide to the bunker."