(Day 1) ==> Lyndis: Enter.

[artful_transgressor]

Your name is LYNDIS NIVALI, and you are decidedly ON EDGE.

Waiting so long for your fellow players to get into the GAME WORLD (whatever it is) before you has played hell on your nerves. You are THIRD TO LAST, and the meteors have been FUCKING SHIT UP more and more as you wait. There's so much DUST and SMOKE in the air that you can barely see the stars anymore, even with as far away from the NEAREST CITY as you are.

The horizon in the direction of said city is GLOWING RED. You're pretty sure what parts of the city haven't been COMPLETELY ANNIHILATED are currently ON FIRE.

You occasionally feel EARTHQUAKES, which you are aware are actually METEOR STRIKES. There have been a number of ROCKSLIDES on nearby cliffs, and even one some distance away on your own. So that's yet another thing to worry about, as if YOU DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH.

At least you got IOCIDE into the game. If you do die, at least you will have accomplished ONE USEFUL THING in your entire meaningless life. That the accomplishment in question is SAVING THE LIFE OF A HIGHLY UNSTABLE AND VIOLENT HIGHBLOOD is so fucking ironic you would almost laugh if your throat weren't so dry.

Still, you've managed to SURVIVE for this long, and finally it seems to be your turn in the ENTRY ORDER. A certain seadweller is setting up his SERVER PROGRAM even now; your CLIENT PROGRAM is already running on your husktop. All that remains is for him to CONNECT.

And for you to ENTER THE GAME without dying horribly.

Since you're waiting around with nothing to do anyway, you decide to MAKE A MEMO.

artfulTransgressor [AT] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board status update.

AT: so for anyone who hasnt heard
AT: or whos already in the game and has missed this beautiful hellpocalypse
AT: alternia is seriously going to shit
AT: i haVent eVen been too near any direct meteor strikes
AT: and theres nothing but rocks out here so i dont haVe any fires going on either
AT: and shits STILL bad
AT: you can barely breathe anymore
AT: too much shit in the air
AT: smoke and ash and dust from the impacts
AT: i cant eVen imagine the hellpits the cities must be
AT: more and more rockslides are happening out here though
AT: the earthquakes are setting em off
AT: so if you could hurry the fuck up adelle thatd be fucking loVely
AT: id almost rather be hit by a meteor than buried aliVe

( ==> Lyndis: Deploy artifact. )

(OOC: Lyn can be contacted anytime before, during, or after his entry to the Medium! Though there will be a period of ten minutes or so immediately following his entry where he won't be able to be contacted. In particular, his coordinating the details of his entry with Adelle will be happening in the comments~)

(Day 1/Day 2) ==> Adelle: Go the fuck to sleep.

[elegantsyringa]

Your name is ADELLE PTEROI and you are currently Done with the world.

You will be un-Done with everything in a few more hours, but for now you don't actually feel like dealing with...anything. Your reserves of FUCKS TO GIVE have run dry after having to mercykill your lusus, and you know no one else should have to deal with that with how everything is right now. So you decided to just go to sleep and recover those reserves for tomorrow.

(You hope there will be no nightmares, except you're not sure that you'll get that respite.)

Of course, in most of your dreams you are not a lucid dreamer, nor do you usually dream with this much clarity. But not tonight.

((OOC: Adelle is dreaming of the dreambubbles! Fellow players with sleeping dreamselves can come meet him, even across sessions. FEEL FREE TO USE BRACKET TEXT INSTEAD if this homestuck narration ain't your thing.))