Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-5135903-20130919182126/@comment-5135903-20130921181530

Presumably Fishmeal's nanoarmour has life support equipment.

 Fishmeal 

Consciousness returns. Fishmeal finds themself laying on a deep blue sheet of ice. It's dark, but not so dark that they can't see. As they get up, Fishmeal realises why. They are on the edge of a great cliff of ice. Below them, stretching all the way to the horizon, is a blanket of thick orange mist; at least it looks orange, due to the light from the huge orange gas giant, slowly rising up from the horizon. Only a few mountain peaks protruded from the mist.

Directly overhead is a great metallic wheel, larger than a 2 pence piece held by an outstretched hand, slowly rotating, green lights flashing around the rim. If that thing's in orbit, it's big! The wheel would have to be in a low orbit, as it's visibly moving sideways overhead.

The cliff actually curves around, allowing Fishmeal to see the cliff-face many kilometres away. Amazingly, there was something alive swimming around inside those cliffs; a stripe along the bottom of the cliff-face sparkles in a rainbow of colours. Fishmeal deduces that they must be tiny, luminescant, creatures swimming in pockets of- what?- water? Ammonia?

Other than the wheel, there are no other apparent signs of civilization. Fishmeal searches for a way down; they couldn't survive there forever. Could they climb down the cliff? Was there something in the other direction? There were some mountains on the horizon. Perhaps there was a way of contacting whoever, if anybody, was up in that ring? Or getting finding tunnels inside the cliffs? There were cracks on the surface of the ice, at least.

