#narraposting

Some anonymous user sent me a link to this website and told me to give it a go, so I thought, why not?

I don’t know how they got my email or how they were even able to send something that slipped past the COI’s systems, but, well, they did say this site was like a window into the multiverse. It got me curious, okay?

Anyway, hi! I’m Narra. I’m a researcher for the Consolidation of Iron, currently studying AT-5. It’s a moon with an ocean of blood on it. Crazy.

So yeah, uh…there’s not a lot for me to do here, I’m mostly just waiting for data from the SM-13 while combing through the same batches of photos over and over.

Yeah, sorry, I’ll stop rambling now…

(MOD: Hi! I’m Natale, this is my first real rp blog that I’m actually gonna use! Mod text is in red.)

(Anyway here’s some pictures of Narra. I explained a bit of who Narra is in my main blog but basically they’re a researcher for the COI, they’re studying the blood moon using semi up-to-date data from the SM-13, and they don’t remember much from life before the Quiet Rapture because they were too young to remember anything lol.)

(Anyway uhh keep asks SFW as much as possible and be respectful, but otherwise go ham.)

TAG LIST (might add more as I evolve)

What do you mean the Convict is missing?

What do you mean we lost connection with the SM-13?

What do you mean the skeleton moved?

What do you mean he said he found something alive down there?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE’S BEEN GONE FOR TWO DAYS NOW?

…

(The data they had was equal parts disturbing and interesting, and Narra is now deep in the rabbit hole. They can't even think of a good reason to be doing this, even though this knowledge will definitely drive them mad.)

(It could be because Narra wants to use this knowledge to help, so that they can save their universe's Simon and Ava, however impossible it may be. Or, maybe, it's the whispers in their head driving them to do this. It could also be a selfish desire to learn, to comprehend the incomprehensible, to indulge their fascination of the horrors.)

(Maybe they're becoming obsessed with it, even.)

(They would never admit that, however. Not yet, anyway.)

(Narra unzipped the top half of their jumpsuit and removed it, draping it over the backrest of the chair. They also remove their glasses and their hair tie, setting both down on the desk.)

(They walk over to their air mattress and lie down, staring up at the ceiling as they try to sleep. It’s hard to do so, however, with how fucked up their body clock is.)