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[It's Desai's turn! For interested parties, she can be found outside MDEA HQ, across from the Travel Agency. If you're linked here, the images below are still relevant, just... she's obv where your character is.]
[The lands are of a much more primative technology. Farmland with only sporadic technologies like light, and gunpowered based weapons. The women are in dresses, the men in suits. There are some who look incredibly worn down and wear rags--these are Aitai, conversations will allow an observer to gather. Donna Viasat's people. The city is not that grand, not nearly what it is in the present day. Any smiles that can be seen seem hollow, false. Terms of thanking the Lord their Keeper and their Protector are passed around. The skies are darker and more dreary than ever seen in present Desai during the rains.
An explosion erupts from the north-east. The scene breaks and reemerges in chaos. Many of the people lay dead, the Aitai have been spared, being ushered by kind faces with bloodied weapons for ships docked where the first explosion occured.
Another break, the scene reemerging to a man in grand armor. His face seems to be blacked out by a broken train in her memories. They all need to die, he says very sadly. Even the children. Their blood and their minds are corrupted, and for the protection of the world, they must be destroyed.
The final break shows a small group of survivors of the attack. They are bitterly chatting about how their land will grown strong once again in their faith, and the world will come to understand what obedience under the Lord their Keeper will bring.]
[The lands are of a much more primative technology. Farmland with only sporadic technologies like light, and gunpowered based weapons. The women are in dresses, the men in suits. There are some who look incredibly worn down and wear rags--these are Aitai, conversations will allow an observer to gather. Donna Viasat's people. The city is not that grand, not nearly what it is in the present day. Any smiles that can be seen seem hollow, false. Terms of thanking the Lord their Keeper and their Protector are passed around. The skies are darker and more dreary than ever seen in present Desai during the rains.
An explosion erupts from the north-east. The scene breaks and reemerges in chaos. Many of the people lay dead, the Aitai have been spared, being ushered by kind faces with bloodied weapons for ships docked where the first explosion occured.
Another break, the scene reemerging to a man in grand armor. His face seems to be blacked out by a broken train in her memories. They all need to die, he says very sadly. Even the children. Their blood and their minds are corrupted, and for the protection of the world, they must be destroyed.
The final break shows a small group of survivors of the attack. They are bitterly chatting about how their land will grown strong once again in their faith, and the world will come to understand what obedience under the Lord their Keeper will bring.]