Military Log - 002

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

[Maes is out of his military uniform, now wearing a simple black shirt and some pants. Although you can probably see the military jacket hanging up in the background. He's leaning back in a chair at his desk, looking thoughtful. Of course, he has the Cambot on so does he have a reason for posting. Finally he sits forward, letting the chair legs hit the floor again. He waves.]

Greetings everyone! Just wanted to check in and see how you all were doing. Now that I'm settled in I've had the chance to think a little more about our situation. I can't say that I know anything about it, but I figure we need to start looking for answers at some point. The best way to start that is by collecting data. Any information you can give me will be helpful. After all, I get the feeling that a lot of you have been here for awhile before I got here.

[Scratches his chin] Actually, that might not be a bad place to start. So how long have you been here? When did all of this start happening? And what were you doing before you got here? [pauses to consider] Hmm, when you're from might be a good question too. Since apparently I'm the only one from 1914.

[Looks up] And don't worry! If you don't want to broadcast this information I've already sent Cambot around with a paper version of the survey you can fill out anonymously! You should find it under your door.

[[ooc: Make sure to note whether or not the person if filling out the paper version or not so I know if Maes needs to respond. Paper Version looks like this:
Length Of Time Here:
What You Were Doing Prior to Arrival:
What Time Period are you From: ]]

Comments

[the-wallman.livejournal.com]

[ Who even has patience for paper anymore? ]

I got here three weeks ago. Preeeeetty sure that's when this all started, except for Mike and the bots. It was September 2011 back where I came from -- don't remember which day, exactly -- but we were recharging after a mission.

If it helps, we seem to be in a dampening field. I don't know the details, but no one can access their powers.

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

That does seem to be the further back anyone started coming here. I'm trying to get more information out of the bots, but I'm not sure how focused they can be about this.

[writing this down, he pauses though] Mission? [looks at Wally] You're a little young for the military aren't you? [taps his chin with his pen, he mutters] Then again Edward was only 12 when he got his state Alchemy license...]

First I've heard of a dampening field. What can you tell me about that? I'm afraid I'm a bit misplaced time wise.

[the-wallman.livejournal.com]

[ Military? Ha! As if Wally could take orders well enough for that. ] Not military. [ ...remembers he has a secret identity for a reason ] Just, uh. Missions.

[ Right, that won't sound suspicious at all. Changes the subject really fast ]

...So! Dampening field. There's supposed to be one all around the Satellite. It's a sort of energy field made to interfere with the power emissions of everyone in the area. Sometimes it effects electronics, too, but [ dryly ] it doesn't look like that's the case here. This one must have been modified to effect only the metahumans that the Mads bring here, because none of us can use our powers, but everyone and everything else is pretty much unaffected, as far as we can tell.

[ shrug ] Looks like it's just a way of keeping us here for the experiments. It's annoying, yeah, but it's not doing any harm.

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

[Maes gives you a skeptic look for about a second and then just shrugs it off, or at least, he outwardly shrugs it off. He's going to be trying to get more out of you at some point, just because he's curious like that]

Well if you say so.

And thanks for the explanation. [He actually mostly understood it too.]

[the-wallman.livejournal.com]

It's true! I'm three years too young; the military wouldn't take me even if I tried. Not that I would. I'm more of a Justice League kind of guy.

Anytime, Mr... uh. [ he's only just realized that he doesn't know your name ]

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

[So he's not with the military, goes on Missions. Perhaps its related to this Justice League he just mentioned. Maes files this all away in the back of his mind]

What's the Justice League? I'm guessing some kind of group but...what do they do exactly?

[Smiles]

Name's Hughes. Lt Col. Maes Hughes. I DO work for the military, but, well, I don't think my rank means much up here in space and in the future.

[the-wallman.livejournal.com]

[ Grins. This is one of his favorite subjects. ]

The Justice League is this big team of superheroes. They fight crime. Save the world on a daily basis. Y'know. The usual.

Right. Anytime, Mr. Hughes. So what're you going to do with all this information, anyway? Somehow I doubt the Bots will be much help figuring this out.

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

So are you part of this Justice League then? Or just a fan.

[flipping through notes]

Not sure yet. So far I haven't really seen any patterns or anything that sticks out. But, sometimes it's good to collect information, just because you don't see meaning in it now doesn't mean that the answer won't come later.

So, for right now, I'm just going to hold on to it and think it over, maybe it'll fall into a bigger picture somewhere down the road.