lingeringlegacy: (from the stars)

[Backdated to the morning after Bellflower's dream. Before work hours, this writing appeared, its writer blissfully unaware of her steamy guest appearance the night before.]

Hello, Edensphere!

Following the completion of my project, I am delighted to invite you to the opening of Ptolemy Planetarium. For those unfamiliar with it, a planetarium is a kind of theatre with projection of stars and other celestial bodies to a domed screen. The event will start with 20 minutes of the inaugural first public showing, followed by a modest after-party with refreshments provided. All free of charge.

In summary:
WHAT: Opening party of Ptolemy Planetarium
WHEN: Sunday, 17 April, 18.00 onwards
WHERE: Captain Planet, the blue-white dome next to the Aquarium
WHO: Everyone (but as the dome has a limited capacity of 20 adult human-sized individuals, for planning purpose I would appreciate a confirmation of your attendance latest by Sunday noon)

If you miss the event but are still interested, the planetarium will afterwards be open to public on an appointment basis.

Please come! I look forward to seeing you there.

- Stellaris

[OOC: Event-style log will be posted on Sunday, or a little earlier because I live in the future. If you want to tag in there but don't reply to this post, tag anyway, the confirmation will be handwaved.]

lingeringlegacy: (cherished)
Good morning, everyone. Last night, I have found myself hatched anew in the Hall of Beginnings. It was a relief that not only can I remember what I had named myself before, but also many of the experiences I have had and people I have met in the last seven months.

Still, for the peace of mind, I would be most grateful if you would tell me about yourselves, here or in person. Your names and the memories we share. Good or bad, I wish not to forget.

And if my absence had burdened you in any way, I truly apologise.

-Stellaris


[ooc: Pretend this is written in the morning of March 4th.]
lingeringlegacy: (Default)

[When the broadcast starts, only the most perceptive of listeners in the quietest of space will be able to hear the sounds of calm breathing with low electronic hum in the background.]

Hey, Lyle, will you tell me something?
[The woman's voice is soft and relaxed, a manner to address one within intimate distance. She can be recognised as Stellaris, but simple co-workers and casual acquaintances probably never heard her speak that way.]

[The man called Lyle responds gently.] What is it?

About your brother.

What do you say to a menage-a-trois? )
lingeringlegacy: (falling into my shadow)
[If you are around Gene-1's Section 1 apartment this fine Friday morning, you might hear the racket consisting of a woman gasping and a bundle of keys hitting hardwood floor. This writing appears a few minutes afterwards.]

Lockon, Bell, I need you to go to Section 1. This is urgent.

Who is the Scavenger supervisor? Sir/Ma'am, if you're reading this please respond.

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