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nexus_sages2016-06-21 09:03 pm
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Welcome to the Future (Or not so bright after all future)..
Somewhere in the Nexus, a time portal is somehow opening near the ground and there is a sudden rush of air and swirling.
When you step into John's future Earth, time travel to his earth corrodes your clothing and you end up with nothing but your birthday suit on the other side.
The scenery around you is dark, filled with plasma guns and big and little terminators, sounds of Tech-Com/Human Resistance Soldiers.
By chance, you might run into some remaining survivors fighting over the last of the food in the world.
The question is...
Will you enter this world?
[Welcome to a mini event where your character can choose to hop into John Connor's world and help or harm the human resistance or Skynet/Terminator side]
When you step into John's future Earth, time travel to his earth corrodes your clothing and you end up with nothing but your birthday suit on the other side.
The scenery around you is dark, filled with plasma guns and big and little terminators, sounds of Tech-Com/Human Resistance Soldiers.
By chance, you might run into some remaining survivors fighting over the last of the food in the world.
The question is...
Will you enter this world?
[Welcome to a mini event where your character can choose to hop into John Connor's world and help or harm the human resistance or Skynet/Terminator side]
I reject your future (and substitute my own)! http://bit.ly/28NRu4K
*Watching her vacsuit age eons and flake off in an instant isn't exactly thrilling, and a quick self-inventory confirms that the weapons shared its fate--she spares a thought to be grateful none of the explosives went off. The PINpoint, designed to survive the rigors of chronal travel, appears at first glance to be undamaged.*
Well, there's no way I'm walking around here naked. I'll cut my feet on debris and, by the looks of things, leave this planet cleaner by bleeding on it.
*Prodding the PINpoint into activation, however, doesn't bring up the usual holographic cloud of menus. Instead, it presents a flickering image of a battery, empty of all but a few blinking red pixels. The Hunter sighs.*
Alright, shoes and a power supply. In that order.
*Gingerly, she starts picking her way through the mess in which she's found herself. She's in no hurry to make her words about cut feet prophetic.*