Omega's core values:
Loyalty to Queen and Realm
Judgment upon Injustice
Maintaining the Social Contract
Cosmic Balance
Survival
more or less
Alright, you step through the portal. The atmosphere is corrosive and clearly toxic to most organics you have encountered so far. Fortunately for you, you were lathered down with some kind of grease before entering, and that is protecting your shell as you adjust to the new environment. You get a sense for what about the atmosphere is corrosive and think you can create a sort of counteragent for yourself.
THe land is yellow, and rocky. You are surrounded by weathered, squared stones, some still part of the walls they once formed. The sky is a dull steel color. TO the left, you see only walls. Behind you, the land rises gradually in rolling slopes, covered in scattered stone remains, and reddish vegetation. To the right, the land falls away, revealing barren regions below. The glimmer of city lights shows along the slopes, with a clear boundary along their lower edge, as if the city cuts off abruptly at a specific elevation. A waterfall pours out of the mountainside, tumbling away in a series of cataracts. THe water is a thick green color, though, so probably not drinkable for most organics. Ahead, you see open pathways and a courtyard. There are signs of life in the sky, on the slopes, and toward the city. No apparent signs of life in the immediate surrounding ruins or in the low elevations.