Tempaorary Name: David
Class: Warrior
Occupation: Brute
Location: Starts in Waking Chamber and ends in Cafeteria
Tagging: NPCs
A low groan echoed as a large man shifted on the floor. He had a powerful headache that felt like a horse had kicked his head in. His appetite also could have been sated by said horse. Sitting up with a wince the man rubbed the sleep from his eyes before taking in his surroundings. "What in the sam hill?" Said the man in a burly voice as he noticed the other sleeping men and women highlighted by weird purple circles. He then looked at himself and noticed he too was only clad in unmentionables. Standing the man tried to remember how he had got there only to drop to one knee groaning in pain unable to accertain the answers. Come to think of it he could hardly remember anything. Not even his own name.
Standing once more the man looked around searching for an exit. He found it in the form of a recessed door, but he couldn't see how to open it. As he approached the door it slid open and scared the man causing him to jump back. It had then shut again only to open as the man slowly approached once more. Finding the threshold he took the chance to step over and back again watching the door open and close over and over. In all his available memory the man had never seen a door open on it's own. It was a strange experiance on top of all the already strange circumstances.
Finally stepping through the door the man followed the hall to another door. Stepping forward it wasn't the door that caused him to jump back this time. It was the blinding light. If it wasn't for the fact he had seen people up and walking around for a split second he would have walked back and waited until someone else woke up. Stepping forward again the man shielded his eyes until they focused again. Once adjusted he saw a woman...with rabbit ears? No must be some kind of hat or something. "Um, excuse me miss, pardon my lack of clothes, but I have no clue where I am, how I got here, or even who I am." Said the man a he approached the woman with rabbit ears.
"Teehee, It's quite alright sir." Giggled the woman. "All will be answered in due time. First things first, I'm Sofia Keys, welcome to Alta. I'm going to need a name. You can call yourself whatever comes to mind until your memory returns." Explained the woman.
A name? The man took a moment to think. "For some reason I think I've always liked the name David." Said the man...no, said David. It was better than nothing David supposed.
Sofia smiled and typed on a machine. "David it is then. Thank you for your patience. Now i'll need you to move on the the next stations where your vitals will be measured among other things as well as being given clothes." She said with a chuckle gesturing to the next station with another woman. At the mention of clothes David perked up. Standing there he had started to get a bit chilly. Following Sofia's insistance David moved on and after all the tests he was finally given a jumpsuit and a weird pair of slippers. They were both very comfortable. He was then directed to another hall that led to the mess hall, which he had to be explained was for food not actual messes.
When he finally arrived the warm room caused David to adjust his clothes. Unzipping the jumpsuit to his waist he took off the upper part of the jumpsuit, rolled it over itself, and tied the arms like a belt. The decadant smells caused David's stomach to rumble. He saw two people at a machine much like the ones that scattered the whole room and another walking away from one with a tray of food. Walking up to one of the machines he saw one of those things the doctors had been tapping on with weird symbols. David tried tapping too, but it didn't work. "How does this thing work?" He mumbled to himself. The symbols changed to ones he knew. "What do I want to eat? A big stack of fluffy pancakes'll do. With lots of butter and syrup." Said David.
The machine whirred and hummed until a drawer opened with a ding presenting the tray of pancakes just like he asked. Taking the tray David was amazed and now his curiousity was bigger than his stomach. "Okay, let's try eggs over easy, bacon, sausage, fried potatoes, and mushroom gravy." Challenged David. Once again the machine whirred, hummed, and dinged presenting David's order. Satisfied David carried his trays over to a table that sat between the man with the chicken, and the man and woman sitting together. Taking a moment to thank whoever or whatever made his meal David then tucked in.