march mod plot log

Who: Everyone
When: March 3rd to March 31st
Where: Thisavrou + New Worlds
Warnings:

thisavrou monthly info ( the tmi )

⋆ All information is current as of day 62 ( there are 100 days in a cycle, which started on January 1st).

⋆ The storm around Thisavrou is rather quiet this month. Although there is still an upsurge in the number of Outpost techs called in, many of them have been put on standby until otherwise needed. Weather on Kauto is a moderate 70°F / 21°C during the day and 65°F / 18 °C at night, and Chioni’s has reached dangerous highs of 200°F / 93°C at peak hours.

⋆ Savrii Notices:

Region One grocery depots are offering sixty percent off of any item purchased between day 70 and 82.
Region Three’s residents are doing a pruning ( every sixty days or so ) and all excess is available to be taken; if you need it for mulch, lumber, etc. it’s free to anyone.

⋆ Mission notices have been posted to TABs for anyone interested in earning a little extra cash. Available missions are listed below:

Day 65 (March 6th) - The locals of Region One (R1) are looking for extra help with cleaning and are hiring pairs to run each machine. They’ll pay 50 sencs an hour or 300 sencs for a full day.
Day 68 ( March 10th) - A group of newcomers have taken shelter in Region Five as their home world is no longer habitable. All of their belongings have been brought through the Ingress and is stacked up outside the EN-Line in R1. Savrii are paying volunteers 70 sencs an hour to help transport everything to their new homes. This species returns kindness with kindness, and will offer any volunteer who goes the extra mile tips ranging from 100 to 200 sencs.
Day 75 (March 16th) - With temperatures on Chioni reaching record highs, some scientists and researchers have been stranded due to EN-Line shutdowns. Those in the Ingress Complex are offering 950 sencs to anyone who is willing to withstand the heat and rescue their fellow colleagues. Any equipment needed for the trip will be provided, but due to the greater increase of temperature, some suits may only cool a body inside for a total of four hours before needing replaced. Plan the trip wisely: most EN-Line access has been completely revoked and travel by foot (or vehicle) is necessary.
Day 87 (March 28th) - Scientific Study. Do you smoke? Are you addicted to any substance? A scientist researching methods to combat addictions, of all kinds, is looking for volunteers. He’ll ask a series of questions, take samples, record, study, analyze, and apply new procedures over the course of a day (nothing invasive without permission). Compensation is 800 sencs with complete cooperation.

ingress travel info

⋆ Signatures are the base reason for traveling through the Ingress (aside from general exploration and monetary gain) and are used to discover the correct world visitors on Thisavrou wish to return to. Every visit through a different Ingress brings the technicians a little closer to finding it. The two worlds open for access this month only have a slight impact on the signature of each person who travels.

⋆ Missions are jobs or specific tasks listed on the TAB once new worlds are open for exploration. Be sure to check if Clearance Levels are required to accept some of these missions.

⋆Clearance Levels are given to visitors for the length of time they have been on Thisavrou (or traveling on the Moira). Each CL offers access to certain things or incentives that others will not have.

deslora

⋆Upon entering the world of Deslora, everything seems to be connected by an intricate tunnel of tubes that lead to different and very explorable areas of this new place. Ingress travel will have been quick but somewhat nauseating for most, and returning to Thisavrou will result in the same feeling. However, it wears off quickly, and Deslora is opened as EC (exploration class). Aside from the bright colors of the “walls” and the excessive lights, there are also smells of familiarity—to some. Popcorn, pizza, cotton candy. They waft through the tunnels and get stronger the closer anyone comes to the first open area of Deslora, and depending on the route that is taken, some may have to crawl or walk right into it.

⋆Food, perhaps, might be one draw to Deslora, but it is not, so to speak, the main attraction. After piling through the tunnels, it’s like being inside a massive tent. There is no natural lighting, everything illuminated by bulbs or torches placed strategically across the path that leads to an equally smaller tent. Dangling above the doorway is a sign that reads Laugh Your Way to A Smile with reflectors and pieces of glass hanging from its bottom. Entering the tent will reveal a very small but intricately designed room full of twists and turns and mirrors. The strange thing about them comes with looking at your own reflection; passing by will do nothing. If you linger too long, you find your own physical body beginning to take the shape of what is reflected in the mirror. Sometimes, you are stretched thin and tall. Sometimes, you are short and round. And other times, you will find yourself suddenly wavy and curved from head to toe. These changes do not hurt the first few times they happen, but after the third look at your reflection, some alterations may cause pain in your limbs or torso. It increases each time you look at a mirror, and while the effects will fade after a few minutes, it’s best not to linger too long and find your way out through the otherside.

⋆Located several tunnels down - or up, depending on the direction you go - from the Deslora’s ever-popular funhouse is another equally famous attraction. At the top of the steps, a worker waits to pair up individuals into groups of two before ushering them inside the first set of doors. The foyer is quiet, and after the doors behind you have been shut, two single doors ahead of you and your partner begin to illuminate. There is a sign between the doors: Pick A Path . Once through the chosen door, it will lock and the door will slowly fade away. It will quickly become evident that what is in this room is specifically targeted at one out of the two people inside. A happy memory, a beloved hobby, the person you love most - the scenario is always different, but the overall feel is the same. Whatever the room has transformed into, it’s what makes that person the happiest. If it’s a person, they can be spoken to and touched, if it’s an object, it can be used. As the interactions between both characters and the room increase, subtle changes will begin to occur. Slowly, the contents of the room begin to morph into something new. The combination of what one person loves the most and what the other hates the most. The only resolution to be had is to confront the issues and find something in the room to help. For one past patron, the room transformed into thousands of paintings that morphed into painted memories of their partner’s most painful memories. The only way out was a can of varnish tucked back into the corner of the room. Be creative, be careful. Find the way out together.

thisavrou (R6)

Every so often, new Regions are built to accommodate visitors who are looking to make Thisavrou their homes, a place to work, and many other acceptable reasons. The Savrii pride themselves on being open to explorers and travelers, allowing Thisavrou to be a mecca of trade, exploration, and for some - a place to live. During many meetings with Savrii intermediates over the course of 600 days, an agreement was made with an entrepreneur looking to find a safe place to build their business. The funder, John Hammond, spent millions of sencs on the proper permits and is funding the building, transportation, expansion and overall creation of Region Six. Over the next 30 days, Mr. Hammond will be following very specific building schematics and with this, will be hiring temporary workers to fill the positions required to do so. Job postings will go up and those that do well, might be offered permanent employment when Region Six is up and running. Hammond, along with his temporary work posts via the TABs, will release a missive explaining the following: a few days before the Region is open he will be hiring a large number of permanent employees in (research, science, ingress, cleaning, security, transportation, customer service) fields. He’ll also thank all Savrii, and anyone living on Thisavrou, for allowing him to bring him and his to live here.

⋆ Construction (different pay depending on skill level required) —

Enclosures: Large, electric and nonelectric enclosures meant to be home to creatures that require the added safety measures. 1,000 sencs per week. Crew lives on site until job is completed.

Arena: Stone seating surrounding an underwater area. 200 sencs per day. Crew can commute to and from work.

Hotels: Temporary living accommodations for guests. Crew are paid 50 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

Crew Homes: Residences for future permanent employees to live in. 50 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

Food Courts: Small huts for the production and selling of food. 40 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

Mini EN-LIne: John Hammond wants to build a smaller version of the EN-Line within Region Six. Technicians and general laborers needed. 60 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

⋆ Cleaning: 100 sencs per day; standard cleaning.

⋆ Transportation: Crates of amber stone and creatures will be coming through the Ingress and need to be taken to Region Six. Extreme care and caution is required. 400 sencs per day. Safety clause is signed before work commences.

⋆ Security: Guards to help in the transport of aforementioned crates. 450 sencs per day. Safety and loyalty clause signed before work begins.

⋆ Creature Care: Two permanent employees. The care of creatures. Resumes need to be submitted here listing credentials. Pay is 4,000 sencs per month and workers must live in Region Six. Safety, loyalty, and privacy clauses will be signed.

⋆ Art Design: One person is to be commissioned to create a logo for Region Six. 2,000 sencs for the finished piece. Contact John Hammond. To Note: All management positions in the fields above are paid double the sencs, but they come with double the responsibility.

OOC: For questions please go here. Don’t forget to respond to the Activity Check.

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[Krieg had come over to Deslora half out of boredom, half to see what all the fuss was about. So far it was definitely living up to the hype - he certainly wasn't bored! There was plenty to see, eat, and do, though not necessarily in that order. A lot of the carnival food had quite a bit more flavor than he was used to on Pandora, which was definitely a good thing. He'd demonstrated his astonishingly good aim for a guy with only one eye to several surprised carnival employees, though he'd declined any prizes after the first. Everything on offer seemed to be some variety of plush toy. He'd accepted one - A soft floppy cat plush - with the vague thought of giving it to either Angel or Gaige when he returned to their base.

And then, as if just thinking about her had caused her to appear, there's Angel, just a short distance away. Her back is to him, but he'd know that partially-shaved head and those tattoos anywhere. He doesn't attempt to hide his approach, although the chances of her hearing him over the noise of the place is questionable, and when he's near enough, he plops the cat plush on her shoulder.]

Take the wrath of the hot potato!

[It's a bit of a misleading statement, because there's no wrath and no potato, just Krieg and a cat plush. But. You know. Psycho.]

[It was only because the assailant to her shoulder was soft as it was that Angel didn't outwardly panic. Though she was significantly on edge, with her posture tensing more than she thought possible, it wasn't the worst thing that could have happened. At the very least, it kept her still up until Krieg's booming voice echoed from behind her.]

[Much better.]

[She turned around with a small smile, hoping that the fear no longer lingered on her face. Her hand lifted to her shoulder, pulling down the secondary attacker with a confused look. That confusion gave way to delight as she studied the stuffed animal.]

For me? [She turned her sparkling gaze to the psycho. Aside from this small utterance, Angel was speechless. Friends were still a relatively foreign concept to her. Especially having real, fleshy friends that could give gifts.]

[Was she supposed to give something back? Could she afford a barbecue and a number of exotic meats, perhaps?]

Ah -- Thank you, Krieg.

[He's very used to people being jumpy around him - including Angel. Although, to be fair, from what he's observed Angel is still pretty jumpy around everyone, so even if he were inclined to take that personally, he wouldn't.

The smile she turns on him after she takes a good look at the stuffed cat hits him like a physical force. He's certainly never inspired that kind of reaction in anyone before (at least, not as far as he can remember), and it actually takes him a moment to respond. But respond he does!]

I smashed the bottles and won a prize! A small friend for a small friend!

[Translation: You're welcome.]

[Angel clutched the cat to her chest, looking down to push some of the fur away from its eyes, gazing at its tiny face. The earlier, wide grin had faded, giving way to a soft but pleased expression. This was a gift. From a friend.]

[Her eyes found their way back up to Krieg. Would it be too much? Would he be uncomfortable? They'd been in close proximity to one another a fair bit, but to do this would be taking things to another level.]

[Surely he would say something though. And with nothing else to give at this point...]

[She stepped forward, arms just barely able to wrap around him and touch one another. It was short and quick, and she stepped back almost immediately.]

Like I said. Thank you.

[And there she goes, continuing to surprise him. He barely has time to react to the fact that she's hugging him before she pulls away, still shy, still nervous. The contact hadn't hurt, but he didn't hate it, and he has no clue how to respond either to her action or to his own reaction.

You could say "You're welcome."]

There's more where that came from!

[...Or that.

Angel, if you want, he will win all the cute plush toys for you.]

Not too many, I hope.

[If she understood anything about Krieg, it was that he was excessive. His hulking form, his booming voice, and the rather impressive amount of viscera he seemed to be able to gather up in combat -- all of it was evidence of his need to be, well.]

[To be Krieg, would be the best way to put it.]

[The problem in this case would be that her room was a finite space, and the stuffed animals didn't seem to be diminishing at all. At the end of the day, she would like nothing more than to actually fit into her room.]

For now, I think this will suffice. What is her name?

[Angel, no, you don't want Krieg to name your new plushie friend--]

Dutchess Snugglebutt!

[...well, that definitely could have been worse...]

[Angel saw no problem with asking him, especially considering the fact that he came up with such a perfect nickname. She held the cat aloft, as if showing her to the world.]

Duchess Snugglebutt it is! [She lowered the cat slightly, then shifted her hand in order to clutch at a paw and wave it at the psycho.] She is very delighted to meet her knight, Sir Kriegles of Pandora.

[He's not sure which is more absurd - the idea of himself as a knight, or Angel's knightly name for him. Either way, he laughs, loud and long and a little unhinged, but happy.]

MnahahahahAHAHAHAHA! And she's in for a wild ride!

[A roller coaster of explosions, gunfire, and general violence seasoned liberally with unhinged rage and maniacal glee.

...Or, she would be, if they were on Pandora. Here, the most dangerous thing the roller coasters might have to offer are upside-down loops.]

What d'you want to do?

[Now that he's met up with her, he just assumes they're going to adventure onward together. That's how things always worked on Pandora with the other Vault Hunters, anyway. No reason it should be different here!]

Just as long as you're careful with her. [Maybe before she got here, she might have laughed at the very idea of Krieg being careful with something. That all went out the window the second they met face-to-face here on Thisavrou. When it counted, even Krieg could act with some amount of delicacy.]

[It was still somewhat odd to her that they'd become such fast friends though. Not because she thought him dangerous or unfriendly. The Vault Hunters had just always been so out of reach, her friends from afar. The numerous lies and betrayals didn't necessarily help that mentality either.]

[Not that she was complaining. It was good to have a friend like Krieg. Not just because he could protect her near effortlessly, but because he was so willing to go along with childlike sense of amusement.]

I'm not sure. I have mostly been picking around at the dining options. There's so much food here that I never could have dreamed of.

Yeah! But no skag flanks or rakk jerky!

[Not that that's a bad thing, honestly. Some part of Krieg buried deep, deep down remembers a wider variety of food than what could easily be found on Pandora, but that long repressed memory is only now tentatively making itself known in the face of such fantastic reminders.]

Which one's your favorite?

[He makes a wide, sweeping gesture with one arm to indicate the carnival surrounding them as the focus of his question, rather than the skags or rakks he'd initially mentioned.]

[There were a number of things that Angel resented not being exposed to, but Pandoran cuisine was not one of them. Especially since said cuisine, if not being peppered with the local fauna, opted to add in human flesh.]

[She would take a hard pass on that.]

I met up with Rhys earlier and he showed me something called cotton candy. I also got to eat ice cream for the first time too. I think it's a tie between them.

[She's talking fast out of excitement, and certainly not because she's had nothing but sugar and grease all day. She was going to be positively ill once she made it home, and wouldn't even regret it. She'd spent a decade waiting for an experience like this.]

Do you want to go get some?

[The relish with which she recites her choices intrigues Krieg, and when she asks if he wants to get some, he nods his head enthusiastically, fast and hard, like a little kid.]

Yeah! Where are they?

[His eagerness only served to excite Angel, and she quickly took hold of his hand and set to leading him in the right direction. There was a stall not far from them, with bags of delicious sugar fluff hung from the rafters and a freezer built into the bottom. A one stop shop for all sugary delights.]

[Releasing his hand, once they were close, Angel spoke quickly to the man behind the counter. After exchanging a few sencs, Angel with a bag of cotton candy and two bowls of ice cream -- both an off-white color.]

Alright. Find a table for me, and we can dig in!

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march mod plot log

thisavrou monthly info ( the tmi )

ingress travel info

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