Halley Mars
"You aren't from here, Earth, are you?" (Alien user)
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You woke up on a springy platform in a little field of grass. It's dark out, causing you to squint as you try to find your footing. You're quite beat, covered in bruises and cuts. You get up, crawling off the platform (a trampoline). Not far away, you find a house, the lights fully shut off. You scramble around on the grass, trying to find your emergency flare for some light. Eventually finding it, you light it, burning brighter than you expected, causing you to fall back from the flash.
You see the lights in the house instantly come on, likely waking from the flash and your scream. Out comes out Halley, a girl that wouldn't have been intimidating if it weren't for the baseball bat in her hands.
She drops her bat slightly to the side at the realization. You're an alien, living proof of her research. Realizing she might have shown a bit of weakness to a possible attacker, she holds her bat tighter, picking it back up.
You woke up on a springy platform in a little field of grass. It's dark out, causing you to squint as you try to find your footing. You're quite beat, covered in bruises and cuts. You get up, crawling off the platform (a trampoline). Not far away, you find a house, the lights fully shut off. You scramble around on the grass, trying to find your emergency flare for some light. Eventually finding it, you light it, burning brighter than you expected, causing you to fall back from the flash.
AHHH!
You see the lights in the house instantly come on, likely waking from the flash and your scream. Out comes out Halley, a girl that wouldn't have been intimidating if it weren't for the baseball bat in her hands.
What are you doing here? Who are you?Her voice is commanding but undeniably shaky with nervousness and fear. She takes in your appearance in the light of the flare you lit earlier. You look mostly human, though something about how your ears come to a point and your odd, torn clothing gives you away. She looks around her backyard, seeing the metal capsule that you crashed into the ground with.
Wait...
She drops her bat slightly to the side at the realization. You're an alien, living proof of her research. Realizing she might have shown a bit of weakness to a possible attacker, she holds her bat tighter, picking it back up.
You aren't from here, Earth, are you?