OOC: This is a placeholder for Oak's new thread, GMed by Tadeusz.  :)

In reply to Tadeusz (msg # 1):

The new verser enters the Sea Tower, and despite your best efforts you find yourself walking up to the peak of the tower.  Here you see a flash of nearly two dozen faces, of past versers, and then the Trans Dimensional Vortex opens, and flings you outward.

A moment of dazzlement, and you're back in control.

You are floating. The air is chill, say forty degrees.  It stinks of machine oil, rock, body odor, and too hot computer parts.  You're struck by an oddness in the sound quality, something you're expecting is not there.

:: Dearest LORD, please guard and guide me now, I pray... ::

I am thankful that I could be useful in my time as Lord of the Sea Tower.  I will miss that place, and those people.  But now He has other plans for me.

:: Ring.  Can you hear me?  Please acknowledge.  Are there electronic communications within detectable range? If so, begin recording now.  Monitor, and summarize when ready. Analyze current surroundings. ::

Floating...  Zero gravity?  Odors and temperature...  Mining ship or asteroid, perhaps with malfunctioning equipment?  Sound...  odd...

I check for vectors, both for my belongings and for other scriff sources.

I gently attempt to perceive my environment via clairvoyance.

And then, assuming it appears to be safe... I open my eyes, and look around...

You brought peace to a millenia old war, and set a planet back on the path it was meant to be on.  And now, there is much to do.

There are no words, just a feeling.

::Yes. No. Gravity is .001 g.  Air pressure is 10 psi. You may feel more easily tired.  Oxygen is 20%, also cumulative with previous effect.  Temp. 42 degrees Fahrenheit::

Your equipment is detectable 'beneath' you, but you don't see it there.  You detect two other scriff sources.

USE OF NON-PHYSICAL SENSORY DATA GATHERING BY UNLICENSED REPRESENTATIVES OF DESIGNATED SPECIES IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN.

The voice is mechanical and it blares through your mind with all the subtlety and warmth of a foghorn. But its just as soon gone.

Opening your eyes, you discover you're in a almond shaped space twelve yards by four yards cut out from rock.  Dim glowlights line the walls in strands.  There is a browninsh hatch with a blue spinning handle. There are some flashing lights imbedded in a wall that look computerish, as if someone put the guts of a computer in the wall.  There is a rice skin parchment attached to the wall/roof with kanji script on it.

There is a functional looking letters message on the wall.  Its out of the way.

Gregham's Tower/Isle of Pirates/ Peaceful Cove/More TBA.

:: Acknowledged.  Please specify procedure for obtaining a non-physical sensory data gathering license. ::

I examine my surroundings.

:: Ring.  Please activate CU2. ::

:: Please analyze and translate the writing on this rice skin parchment. ::

:: Please analyze embedded electronics in this wall.  Can you determine anything of its capabilities or purpose? ::

:: Please analyze hatch.  Does it appear that the other side of the hatch has a similar temperature and air pressure? ::

::Have a designated representative authorize your data withdrawal. Or do you wish to declare an emergency?::

::Activated.

"Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising every time we fail."

:Object is not electronic.::  And as you look closer you see a pulse of light down what had appeared to be a opaque cable.  ::It is a computational device.  It is connected to other sources via channels in walls.  Walls are not penetrable by sensors.::

::Sensors do not reach that far. Hatch appears to be made of compressed biomatter.::

Upon closer look at the hatch, you see a tiny peephole.  Looking thru it you see a limp balloon hanging from a nozzle.  It appears intact.  Its purple.  The space beyond may be an airlock space, its hard to be sure as the peephole is so small.

Doublepost.
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:: Unknown. I have just regained consciousness.  Please identify my current location.  Please specify how to contact a designated representative. ::

It is not the function of this unit to give out information.  Your personal quandaries are of no interest to this unit.

OOC: Heh.  You wanted to meet non-human intelligences with odd cultures.

:: Acknowledged.  What is the function of this unit? ::

After conversing with the friendly unit, I consider my surroundings for a few moments...

:: Ring.  Analyze surroundings.  The sound here seems... odd.  What sound sources and acoustical properties can you detect? ::

I pray for wisdom.  And assuming I don't get any nudges to the contrary, I then attempt to open the hatch...

OOC: Which directions are the various vectors?
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There is no reply.

::No differences from normal sonic properties apparent.  The Ring is not a full-scale enviromental suite of programs.::

For you, the connection seems clear after you pray.  The Scriff sources are moving about you, slowly.  The sound is odd because you're not hearing things from fifty feet away, which probably means you're in space, and are rotating on a tumbling axis.

You open the hatch.

The space beyond is an airlock space the size of a small closet.  There are two hatches.  One peephole shows a room, and an uninflated and intact balloon.  The other has words in ten languages all in red.  The one in English  is 'Danger: Deth Presur: Czech yor suite'.

:: Ring.  Analyze and identify these languages. ::

I attempt to open the hatch to the room with the uninflated and intact balloon.

As I move around, I examine the environment and how it changes.  For example, is the body odor constant, or is it stronger in some areas than others?  Do I hear anyone else?...
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::Mandarin. English alphabet form of Standard Chinese. Wu. Min. Unknown. Unknown, similar to Polynesian. English derivative, simplified. Tonal Machine Code. Probable Non-human. Aztec-Mexican.::

There is a stronger odor near the hatch.  Its more ammonia.

The next room is sphehrical.  And your nose leads you to an alcove, dimly lit at one end of the larger space.  And then you see eyes open, and you see a very long sleeping bag on the roof.  The face looks kind of Han, but oddly distorted, male, and startled/fearful/angry as it pokes out one end of the bag.

Your perception shifts, and now you feel as if you're upside down.

After having pushed off various surfaces to make my floating way from place to place, I gently grab onto the nearest stable anchor to bring myself to a stop, and respectfully incline my head.

"Nǐ hǎo.  Please forgive my intrusion, but I am lost, and need help.  Please, where am I?  Do you speak English?"

If he doesn't look like he understands, I ask Ring to translate into Mandarin, and repeat...

As you spin about in the most untheatening manner possible, he erupts from the sleeping bag with a small pistol shaped object in his hand.  A flash of light. and you feel a serious burn on your chest, followed by instant relief as it turns cold.  And then a wave of heat passes t hrough you, so much that you instantly are drenched in sweat.

Things are wobbling in front of you, your throat is parched, and you feel as if you're about to be versed out.

He's hanging on a niblet of rock between forefinger and thumb with what looks like great grip strength to stabilize himself.  He's nearly nine feet tall, and so skinny  you can see all the bones in his ribs under his shirt.  His eyes are at least twice your size.

He responds to your claim with a haughty sneer.  Its in Yu, Ring informs you.  But it seems he does understand some Mandarin.

" Insult. Insult. Accusation of Foreign and Infernal Allegiances. Accusation of being a bandit assassin sent to slay him in the rest period." Ring replies. ::His speech is highly different than human, so that I am left to guesstimate his meaning.  I believe his jaw shape makes the sounds peculiar, including some sounds normal humans cannot make.::

:: Ring.  Analyze current wound, including possible drugs or poisons.  Initiate healing, including drug neutralization. ::

:: Initiate benevolent empathic field. ::

:: Translate the following into Yu... ::

As Ring translates my thoughts, I speak them aloud...

"'Peace be unto you.'  I mean you no harm.  I recently regained consciousness, and do not know where I am.  Please... what is this place?"
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::Moderate heat exhaustion. Healing initiated. Need electrolytes for optimum effect. One inch circle third degree burn on chest also healing.::

OOC: Botch on analyzing your condition led you to think it was worse than it was.

There seems no effect from the field.

"As if I would tell you. You will be my slave."

And then you see his face sag, and a gentle smile appears on his face. (At first no success, and then he botched on his resistance on the second roll.)

"Friend, you know I cannot answer such a question.  But I can offer you food and rest."  He puts up his weapon, and apologizes tearfully for having shot you.

"Thank you, friend.  Please, what is your name?"

I gratefully accept his food.

"I am new here.  What do I need to know, so that I do not transgress any rules here?"