Hub GURPS intro fluff

[b]July 17th, 2013, 05:49 UTC +10, Japan Airlines Flight 4.[/b]

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[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3U52sP25ynE]Typhoon Talim wasn't supposed to be this powerful. "Light turbulence" was what the captain said.[/url]

It all happened so fast. The shaking, the plane tipping, the passengers screaming as the left wing sheared off and the plane nosedived.

But, somehow, you don't remember hitting the water. You can see the waves swallowing the plane in your head, but there's no explosion or darkness.

There's [i]light[/i]. Every color, every shade, every tint, every single microscopic inch of the entire electromagnetic spectrum bursting through the windows. The screams become a chorus, coalescing into ten million voices ringing out in ten billion tongues, singing endless melodies that never could, but will always be. The waves become dirt and stone, fire and ice, wood and sand, flesh and bone, black and white, light and dark, time and space. All that was, is, will be, could be, could've been, never was and never will be swirled into complete, singular harmony of an infinitesimal point of non-existence stretching unending throughout itself in infinite dimensions. For that single, perfectly clear moment, you can see everything.

And then you blink. Blue sky above, warm breeze on your skin, and concrete beneath your back. The smell of the ocean wafts in on the wind. To be honest, it’s all going pretty well until you sit up.

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Before you stretches a city of steel, glass and light, never sleeping, never resting. Always on the move, yet always there, always a stagnant point on maps, a landmark in the great subconscious, never ceasing to be in just the right place to take a left at, and keep going until you see the edge of infinity. A midway point that is always the end and the beginning, a pit stop halfway towards the destination you never left. A city of infinite doors that open to infinite worlds, yet each path shall always lead back to this place, this existential hub, always a cycle that drops you back where you began.

Welcome to the city of light.

[b]July 17th, 1019 JE SNC/95 AUC, 8:52 HTC +0[/b]

Welcome to The Hub.