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In Re: Life 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Apollo

Apollo just sat there listening to the group as he pondered the Pictopedia. The ability to simply take a picture and obtain an amount of pertinent information absolutely free was fascinating. The applications of such technology would be extremely valuable, but there were flaws. It seems like it appraises the photo targets with some sort of level system. If a target is out of an indicated range for the Pictopedia, the information comes out as unknown. Although it seemed that the Pictopedia also levels up, so that problem can easily be fixed with enough photographic snooping. The bigger problem he saw was that it audibly dishes out the information it gives. As long as that is a function, discrete information gathering was going to be hindered. He couldn't help but wonder if a text-based option would be available at higher 'levels' of the Pictopedia.

He sat there for a few moments as the nurses excitedly mused over Merlou and Ketsuo's phones. Apollo then discreetly reached over and picked his phone up off of the bed and slid it down his sleeve. He didn't want any nosy nurses grabbing his phone. He then looked over to the doctor appraisingly. He seemed normal enough, a little perverted, but that wasn't completely out of the box. You see a lot of different type of people on the Boardwalk.

Apollo leaned forward in his chair as he addressed the doctor. "I guess a few of the important questions should be answered first. Where are we? What country and/or town would be preferable. I also want to know how we got here. Did you find us in a field, or did we just materialize in these beds?" He made a quick gesture towards the beds as he took a moment to mull over a few other questions in his head before settling on one more set, "Also, you said you were a mage and one of the nurses mentioned that Merlou had healing magic. Am I to assume you guys are talking about real bonafide magic? Not just tricks and sleight of hand?" He asked accenting the question with a quick display of making a playing card appear and disappear in one of his hands.

The last question wasn't nearly as important as the first two, but he had to know. He had spent a good portion of his childhood and young adult life dedicating himself to the art of smoke and mirrors. If magic was suddenly real now, he would have to endeavour to learn more about it.
In Re: Life 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Apollo


Apollo switched to one handed shuffling as he took the thermos. More and more people seemed to be waking up now. That was good. Apollo just sat there, soaking in information, as he took a swig of the coffee before passing it over to the girl who introduced herself as Merlou. The coffee wasn't the best, but it was good enough for the situation. He set aside his cards and stood up as others began debating if they were apart of some prank show.

"It's definitely not any type of T.V. show," Apollo interjected, "No country would greenlight a show that would potentially affect the mental stability of people who were all in, from what I can tell, horrid death-like encounters without consent. It's just too immoral." He ran a hand through his oil black hair as he took a second to think. There were other possibilities, but they were all just a little too far fetched too him. "Let's also not forget that we all had the same encounter with 'her'. Unless we were all placed under some sort of chemically induced suggestive state, there is no way for us all to have the same vision."

He stood up and walked over to grab his cane. Giving himself more time to process the severity of what he was saying. It had to be true. He had died when the stage exploded. It was so hard to wrap his head around. He was dead, but he isn't. He pushed the thoughts of his death to the back of his mind as he retrained his focus on the situation at hand. "Katsuo is right though. I'm American, born and raised. I don't know a lick of Japanese nor have I been to Japan. I know of no technology that can translate languages and then transmit to each individual person. Not with enough speed or accuracy for it to be unnoticeable anyway. That being said, I understand you all clearly, and I'm assuming the same is true in reverse." His voice was calm and his tone was low.

He turned back to the group his eyes scanning over each and every one of them. He was apart of such a motley group. Just then the small pink haired girl had just woken up. She said her name was Umi. "Welcome to the party, Umi." He said with a half smile. She was too young. She looked the same age as some of the other children from the church. Apollo fought to keep the memories of the church from flooding his mind. He grabbed a nearby chair and dropped down, letting out a small oof. He then looked towards the door that the nurse had exited from earlier, "Merlou is right too. We can get at least some answers from the doctor & the nurses. They are probably our best source of information at the moment. Even if we don't believe what they tell us."
In Re: Life 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
My character is now the 40-year-old Hollywood spy villain. You may never look at him as anything else now.
In Re: Life 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Apollo


As Apollo awoke, the first thing he noticed was the air on his bare flesh. His first instinct was to sit up, but he fought back that instinct and remained laying down for a few moments as he gathered his thoughts. The comforting smell of salt water was no longer in the air, and it unsettled him. If what he had was just a dream, he would be in one of the city's close by hospitals. Despite the girl from before running for a doctor, a quick scan of his surroundings gave way to doubt that this was a hospital at all. It looked more like a hospital you saw in fantasy movies or old documentaries. He began to self examine himself, feeling for any injuries or discomfort. Nothing. When he was sure that sitting up wasn't going to cause any problem, he slowly sat up on his bed.

Remembering about his phone, Apollo reached over to his clothes and grabbed his phone. He unlocked the screen and all of his beloved chemistry and magic apps were gone. The only thing left was the background picture of a crow holding the ace of spades in his beak and the two apps now sitting on the bottom quick menu. Apollo opened and took a quick scan of both apps before setting his phone down beside his pillow. The apps were of interest, but there were much more pressing matters to address.

He turned his body to the side and reached for his clothes. The thoughts of a doctor touching his body while he was unconscious made his skin crawl, and he needed to put something on and now. The first was his gloves, his precious gloves. He felt the warm cloth sliding over his hands and felt a sense of ease pass over him. Familiar and safe. Once his gloves were securely attached to his hands, he grabbed his shirt.

During this time, Apollo heard the others he had woken with begin talking to one another. Apollo listened to them as he finished the buttons on his shirt. They were mainly talking about how the water by their bedsides tasted quite bad. Apollo made a mental note not to drink any. He also heard the word "dead" thrown out. Now that was a dangerous word. It means that the others had the same dream he had. Or maybe it wasn't right to think of it as a dream anymore. Vision or Experience sounded better. Yeah, Vision. Definitely won't sound like a nutcase.

After he finished with his pants, he turned to the others who were still in their undergarments. Who were these people? Were they all like him? A lot of questions needed answers, but the current environment may not be the correct time for the answers to come to light. He simply let out a long sigh. "If that's coffee in that Thermos. I could definitely use a swig when she's done with it." He said calmly. He pulled a deck of cards out of his pocket and started shuffling. This gave his hands something to do. Something to keep his fingers from fidgeting nervously in front of the audience.
In Re: Life 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

In Re: Life 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



I'm definitely interested. Still accepting?
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