Somewhere, somewhen, a timer goes off. At the resolution of the timer, a man, Alpha Fifty-Six, thaws out of a cryogenic preservation pod. Cold, wet, and naked, he steps out into a large, brightly lit room filled with pods much like the one he just came from. Alpha jogs his head to make sure he's still capable of thought and realizes that something is amiss - he has no memories other than his name, but in their place is you.
You are a voice is his head, one of several. You see what Alpha sees, hear what Alpha hears, feels what Alpha feels, smell what Alpha smells, and taste what Alpha tastes. You're still your own mind though, just as confused and scared as Alpha's. Also like your host, all you know is your name and gender - this is your story as much as it is his. If you want to find out who Alpha is, who you are, what this place is, or if you just want to get out of here, you, Alpha, and all the other voices here as well are going to have to work together.
So just post your
and start playing. Specify when you're speaking only to the other voices, or to the voices and Alpha. PM me when you're speaking just to Alpha, and if you're speaking to a particular voice, PM the voice's player.
Alpha Fifty-Six steps out into the room, squinting in the harsh fluorescent light from above. At the far end, beyond several rows of cryo-pods, is an open door. On the wall opposite the open door is a closed one. The room is two stories high, more of a warehouse really, with a catwalk along the rim of the second level. There are no windows, but there are several cameras on the ceiling.
You are a voice is his head, one of several. You see what Alpha sees, hear what Alpha hears, feels what Alpha feels, smell what Alpha smells, and taste what Alpha tastes. You're still your own mind though, just as confused and scared as Alpha's. Also like your host, all you know is your name and gender - this is your story as much as it is his. If you want to find out who Alpha is, who you are, what this place is, or if you just want to get out of here, you, Alpha, and all the other voices here as well are going to have to work together.
So just post your
Name:
Gender:
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Alpha Fifty-Six steps out into the room, squinting in the harsh fluorescent light from above. At the far end, beyond several rows of cryo-pods, is an open door. On the wall opposite the open door is a closed one. The room is two stories high, more of a warehouse really, with a catwalk along the rim of the second level. There are no windows, but there are several cameras on the ceiling.