It is the near future; not long ago the International Space Station was de-orbited and replaced by the Global Research Outer Space Station (GROSS), a larger and more technologically advanced international unit with similar aims. You and your fellow players are crew members aboard GROSS, hailing from a variety of countries and professional backgrounds. Like any close quarters you have your minor spats and squabbles with one another, but generally you all are united in your mission to study the wonders of space. Things have been predictable and routine as of late.
One day you are all violently jarred about as GROSS is suddenly struck by an unknown object of great speed and force. Before you can run an analysis of what has hit you GROSS is sent hurling through the cosmos, rapidly spinning over and over. You struggle to grab on to anything that will stablize you- from what little you can see in the chaos GROSS has been knocked straight towards the moon!
Then, from all the endless tossing and turning, everything goes black.
When you wake up, you find yourselves spread out on the stone floor of a large room with foreign artwork covering its walls. There’s pain; you can tell you are moderately injured yet it is clear someone has tended to your wounds while you were unconscious. It doesn’t take you long to realize who - in the corner of the large room sits what appears to be a twenty-foot tall tapir.
“Ah! My friends! You’re awake!” the creature speaks with an uncomfortable voice, “I am relieved.”
Aware of the stunned looks on your faces, he continues: “be not afraid. It is I who found you dying in your vessel and have saved you from that fate. Ah, but you are still weak and must rest. Worry not, my friends, I will care for you. I am Dlopblop, and I am a high priest of the Temple of Ripat. Let me clarify, I am the only inhabitant of Ripat- that is, before you arrived to me.”
He smiles a little, but it is creepy and unsettling. “Ah, there is so much I long to learn from you of the blue land where you come from. And so much I long to teach you of Ripat.”
Ripat, you logically deduce, is Dlopblop’s word for the moon, as that is surely where you are now. But how are you able to breathe like this unmasked and unassisted by oxygen tanks? And why has no scan ever picked up this massive temple or the giant tapir dwelling on Earth’s natural satellite? Though you are hardly able to do anything but rest in your current wounded state, there is something unnerving about your host and his mannerisms. Will this feeling of dread go away as you get used to his presence and your new surroundings? Or is there reason to remain vigilant and worried?
Find out in…
THE TEMPLE OF THE LUNAR TAPIR
Hosted and narrated by:
Rhino Time (rhinotime)
Scenes played: 1
License: Community License