#pandoraopen

Unfamiliar, this place. Is it a bubble? You can't quite tell, but if it is it is no bubble you've been before and certainly not a memory of your own.

What it is is motherfucking warm, and you find yourself not only lost but.. alive? A hand to your chest reveals that yes, that's the beat of your bloodpusher. Been a good while since you felt that.

Odd.

You look about, squinting against the sun and you notice some others seemingly new to this place as well if the confused looks and lilts to their voices are any indication. Ah, but at least it isn't you alone not knowing, and there's a motherfucking comfort in that. 

In situations such as this the general reaction would be to call out to one of them and inquire of their knowledge of the place.

┌The fields of justice, that's where she was when the first shadow stained her world black. It wasn't long before everything had become dark and the champion couldn't even see five feet in front of herself. Nocturne... It had to be! Sudden fear enveloped the blue-haired woman. Which of her teammates was he going to attack? She made her move for the mid lane, but her body wouldn't respond. it was almost as if she'd been caught in a snare. But she hadn't seen any spells coming her way! That was when Sona first realized that something was wrong.

The darkness was becoming suffocating. It felt like she was drowning, and being pulled into the blackness. After a moment of attempting to struggle everything had seemed to become a big giant blur in her mind.

When she finally had come around she found herself gasping on sands by a beach. Fingers curled around the frame of her golden instrument. Her hand holding on to it for dear life as she slowly got to her feet. It began to float next to her, supporting the weight she placed on it. Slowly gold hues examined the unwelcoming scenery before her. Where was this place? She hadn't the faintest clue. There was no voice of a summoner in her mind, no fellow teammates... Oh dear, did this constitute as a 'rage quit'? No... that should be the least of her concerns. Sona shook her head violently at herself before letting out a long breath. One hand coming up to cover her chest. Eyes slid shut for several seconds as she gathered her energy to remain calm.

Kido stood silently, she was unfamiliar of the place. She scanned the area,  she didn't recognize anyone. With a sigh, she stepped into her dorm, sitting on the bed. It wasn't that she didn't want to be there, which she really didn't, she kind of wish that one of the other members were there with her.

-Deep within Lumen, and in the safety of her apartment, Makina could shed her rough exterior, and relax her guard.  Strangely, she had nodded off, reliving a dream and her biggest regret.  It ate away at her very soul, and fueled her sorrow, which in turn was converted to hatred within the battlefield.  It was only until she felt something wet touch her that Makina woke with a start, bewildered as much as angry with herself.  Though the anger subsided with the realization.-

Tears...?

-Funny, she thought her tears had run dry long ago.  What could've brought on this emotional outburst?  No sooner did she begin pondering this, that she thought she heard a sound outside her apartment door.  Wiping her face hurriedly, all recollections of that moment of weakness was shoved deep into her core, as Makina's face deadpanned, her right hand already reaching for a MAC-11.  She wasn't expecting any social calls, and this was not a particularly good time for her to be disrupted.  Patiently she waited, her left hand upon the doorknob.  Then the door was flung open, the firearm pointed through the opening it had created.-

"..."

Day by day, the amount of residents in Lumen and Tenebris grew, and for the Strife Delivery Service, that meant more monetary gain.  Of course, this did not mean it would not lead to trouble down the road.  Even if it wasn't mentioned vocally, there wasn't a single person who did not want to escape this hell.  Fortunately for Cloud, he didn't need to get involved too heavily until it was necessary.

Now what the fuck was this. The Condesce has plenty of planets of her own, most that she’d never even been on before. She collected them for the sake of having them; it was a symbol of her power, and acting as a tyrant struck fear into those who stood against her. However, for the first time in many sweeps, this all-powerful ruler had no idea where the hell she was. This was NOT one of her planets, which she was quite sure of. It looked much too bright, and the atmosphere was like that of Earth when she’d first arrived.

It was funny to think of it now, she last remembered Earth only containing two humans; the Condesce had allowed them to live, but refused to let the human race continue. The one reason she had: the way they repopulated was disgusting. Now that was one nasty-ass planet, and so far, this one looked dangerously similar to it. 

Eyes glancing about the area, she wasn’t exactly all too curious about where she was. All she really wanted to know was the name of this place, and begin plotting her takeover. The entire idea of it seemed so easy, the Condesce had dominated too many planets to count. This was just going to be another part of her collection, obviously!

Whatever the stupid name of it was, she was sure to rename it anyway once she got her hands on it.

After taking a brief look around, her eyes finally spotted someone: human or troll, she really didn’t care. “Yo!” she called, before approaching whoever the hell it was. “You’re goin’ to glubbin’ tell me what the fuck this stupid-ass planet’s name is, got it? Unless you want a trident through your glubbin’ torso.”