[WRITTEN]; 001

[calibrating]

Week 0, Day 1

Using this given book as a personal log.

Name: Garrus Vakarian
Rank: Turian Hierarchy Reaper Task Force Leader (as of this entry)

I’ve woken up in plenty of strange places after a night of shore leave, but this is new. Still trying to wrap my head around what’s going on. I’m putting my money on a simulation of some kind. Probably Reaper or Cerberus tech or a weird form of indoctrination. From what I remember, subjects tend to hear some sort of whispering. That’s not creepy at all.

At the risk of sounding like that freaking Prothean, the town’s culture, technology and architecture is primitive and human-centric. I doubt they have any kind of water purification or dextro food, so the environment is obviously not turian-friendly.

Gonna have a look around. Simulation or not, I’m hoping they’re friendly.

And that I can find someone or something familiar.

Comments

Voice

[jadethenecromancer]

These journals are not ideal for private notes, I'm afraid.

[Hello Garrus. Have a voice coming out of the book.]

Voice

[calibrating]

[LEANS BACK]

[LEAAAANS BACK]

[LEANS BACK ALL OVER THE DANCE FLOOR]

[Actually he's taking a look at his omni-tool and hardsuit first to make sure nobody's hijacked his communications]

[And... wow, yeah, that may have actually come from the book]

[It catches him off guard enough to have him wondering aloud]

...Come again?

Voice

[jadethenecromancer]

[It's a shame Jade can't see the reaction. He would no doubt find it entertaining.]

They're used for communication. Every newcomer seems to wake up with one -- how or why is anyone's guess.

Voice

[gokai_red]

Gonna take a wild shot in the dark and say you ain't an Earth native, going by all that.

Though yeah, things are pretty rustic around here.

Voice

[calibrating]

[Talking to the book of all things... so weird]

[But Garrus is a fairly quick study, even if he's still wary. And what better way to cover up any of his insecurities than with a healthy dose of deflection]

Not an Earth native? What gave that away?

Voice

[gokai_red]

Folks don't usually talk about humans like that if they're not human.

'Course, not all humans are from Earth, and we're not all as primitive as you might think, but generally my odds of guessing there are pretty good.

written;

[lost_sailor]

You will want another notebook for a personal log. The ones we're given are far from private.

[Trust him. He's made this mistake before.]

written;

[calibrating]

Great.

What can you tell me about this place? It looks largely human centric. I'm surprised anyone here understands what I'm writing.

Are we being kept captive? Any demands? Ransom?

written;

[lost_sailor]

Some words are unfamiliar, but that is the only problem.

Unfortunately, we are not being held captive. There are no demands and no ransom.

How open-minded are you?

voice

[arcadiasailor]

Welcome to 17th century piracy.

voice

[calibrating]

[Give him a second there, Captain. He's not used to talking to a book. He's more into talking to his arm like a normal person]

Whose 17th century would that be?

...Assuming I believe you.

Re: voice

[arcadiasailor]

Earth's, though technically we're not on earth.

voice

[brbvirmire]

Garrus! Where the hell have you been?

[Quick backstory: He was on her first crew here in pirate land, and just disappeared one day.]

voice

[calibrating]

Williams?

[OH GOOD SOMEONE FAMILIAR. He'll happily talk into a book like an ass for you, Ash]

You're gonna have to be a bit more specific. Last I remember we we--

[Wait, if this is a simulation then they may be trying to use Ashley to pull information from him]

[And the question isn't exactly what he'd expect from someone who would've been pulled in the middle of Piratetown at the same time]

[Paranoid, thy name is Garrus Vakarian]

...Yeah, you're just gonna have to be more specific.

[brbvirmire]

[Okay, just going to actually read his post this time]

[Oh.]

[That's discouraging.]

You really don't remember? Crap.

voice

[pluggedintheoverlord]

Welcome to Treasure Island, craterface.

voice

[calibrating]

[Oh great! Someone else he knows]

[Is what he would be all happy happy joy joy about if he weren't a suspicious butthole]

Not exactly feeling too welcome here, Joker.

voice

[pluggedintheoverlord]

Sorry, they were all out of fruit baskets, otherwise I would've sent one to you.

[Does sarcasm help? Because Joker has lots of that.]

voice; hope you don't mind the threadjack?

[brbvirmire]

Joker? That you?

[nice_boat_rider]

[All she knows is that subjects of something creepy hear whispering.]

[Cue Rider making creepy vague unintelligible whispers into her book.]

Pssst shahhhaaaa fffuuufnmmh. Rrraaah...

[calibrating]

[A few moments of staring at his book, annnnd...]

Funny.

Written

[hawkethat]

They're more amenable than friendly, but only if you've got coin. Still, it's better than hostile.

Also, the beer so far has been perfectly palatable, so I'm not exactly sure why you're worried about water, of all things.

Written

[calibrating]

Long story.

And I take it that by coin you mean the local currency, which I'm also willing to bet isn't anything even close to the galactic standard credit.

Because that's just how my luck's been running today.

[exceptionallybright]

The lack of the usual races can feel a little strange. Sometimes multiple of the arrivals come from the same world, however. [That excludes him.]

[calibrating]

[While they're on the topic of multiples, Garrus has one hell of a burning question thanks to Ash--]

By multiples, do you only mean multiple people from the same place, or multiples of a single person.

...Or is it some weird mix of both?