( february intro log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: February 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Emiri
What: The crew finds themselves on the planet of Emiri
Warnings: Mentions of a corpse. Please label your content!

I N T R O L O G

famed & framed "There will be no prison which can hold our movement down." The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and nothing is familiar. Yet, unlike most new crew arrivals, this one is in the middle of chaos. Despite more recent events, the planet of Emiri is not as peaceful as it once was. Frederick Link is still missing, and the authorities of Emiri have yet to lift the interplanetary ban they have placed on all space crafts docked at the aerospace. The captains previous held a meeting asking crew for any and all information that might help them locate the Komai, a mysterious group determined to undermine Link'd Inc's work providing flourishing matches across the universe by causing random acts of violence and protest across the three main cities: Harashan, Avelle, and St. Murtel. These things have led to mass arrests as well as an unsettling atmosphere spreading across the planet, and since a previous broadcast, things are beginning to escalate. A downward spiral of these events begins as soon as new arrivals start to leave the Ingress—an unmarked box arrives in the cargo bay addressed to the inhabitants of the Moira. As per his job, Niko Bellic is the one to discover this box and open it. For some, the contents may be particularly gruesome. Link’s body is inside, clothed in a simple white button-down and pants (no shoes), and it looks as if letters have begun to bleed through the material. Anyone with expert knowledge of torture may note that Link was, in fact, tortured for information, and those letters? The writing itself spells out the name St. Murtel. The captains, having been alerted of this, make an attempt to contact those at Link’d Inc. Unfortunately, the damage has already been done. ☄ First: MISCOMMUNICATION Somehow, whether intentional or not, the Komai have once again hacked public systems and networks to brand those of the Moira as the ones behind these terroristic acts. They still use their own name, but the images are different, focusing on familiar faces wearing the ship’s uniforms and traveling to the Aerospace to return to the Moira. Not only that, there are short recordings of Link’s final words that mention a very recognizable name: Captain Thán. The Komai have redirected the blame to the Moira and its crew for their own means, and in response, any and all crew who are captured by authorities will immediately be detained and shipped out to unknown locations. The Captains send a message via MID and request everyone return to the ship to prevent this from happening. Yet, not all messages will be delivered depending on how far away they are. With everyone’s safety hanging in the balance, the Captains have decided to take things into their own hands and find a way to lift the block on the Moira so they can leave Emiri’s orbit and avoid further repercussions regardless of whether or not any one of the crew wants to stay. ☄ Second: DECOY & DISTRACT After learning that Benjamin Link, son of recently deceased Frederick Link, knows how to unlock the ship so they can leave, the captains ask for volunteers to act as decoys on a mission to the Aerospace in Harashan. Their job is to distract guards and Emiri citizens, leaving the path clear for Benjamin to get to the computers. The captains reiterate that they are to use nonfatal methods as they don’t want a repeat of the events on Caducus Primary. Without his help, the ship won’t be able to leave, making this mission critical and extremely time sensitive. ☄ Third: RESCUE During the mission, Benjamin informs the crew that the Komai aren’t incorrect in their claims that Link’d Inc uses unforgivable means to obtain information in order to make their matches perfect. The children the crew dreamed about are just two of many—the offspring of Emirian citizens who had gone missing. It has long been suspected that Link’d Inc was involved in their disappearances, but only recently has the Komai done anything to shed light on these gruesome rumors. Benjamin, after successfully unlocking the ship, disables the security systems in St. Murtel, which will allow the children a chance to escape. They’ll need assistance in getting out of St. Murtel and to a pre-designated area in Avelle where a group of Komai and Emirians will be waiting for them. But be careful. If anyone is recognized as part of the crew, they will be placed under arrest for treason and possibly never heard from again. ☄ Fourth: BREAKING OUT Now that the computer systems in Harashan’s Aerospace have been used to release the Moira, the entire crew are being called back via MID for an expedient exit from Emiri. Crew will be asked to assist other Moirans in getting back to the ship as quickly as possible via transporters or other small crafts as leaving is their only option at this point. In the escape, Emiri launches an attack on the Moira in an attempt to stop them. The ship’s previously unused defense systems activate, and those assigned to those positions are required to man their posts. Perhaps even those who don’t have the clearance are needed. Either way, it’s time to leave. ☄ Fifth: REFUGEES Now that the ship has finally escaped Emiri’s orbit, the crew will notice a group of stragglers in the main hall. During the crew’s quick exit, about fifty Emirians have taken refuge aboard the Moira, and the captains have agreed to take them to the closest planet so they may start again or live a life free of Link’d Inc “rule”. The captains ask the crew to help get them clothes and food for their short stay, no longer than a day at most, and to occupy them as best they can. Tell jokes, sing songs, bring up the kittens so that everyone can attempt to wind down after this series of unfortunate events. Light entertainment won’t be provided, but on request, some crew members may do just that.

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Asriel Dreemurr | Undertale

[pleasereset]

Arrival (Undertale spoilers)

[The change of scenery was jarring, as was - well, everything else. Minutes ago, Frisk had said their last goodbyes to him, leaving him alone in the ruins. All that remained was waiting. Waiting to turn back into a flower, waiting to lose "himself" again. He accepted that fate, and tried to find peace with it the best he could. Until he...

... He was...

Where was he?

Before he can attempt to answer that question, he's taken away by people he's never met before. They scan him, and the immense amount of information that he's saddled with in short amount of time makes his head spin. It didn't feel real. Was this some kind of weird dream he was having before turning back into Flowey?

He protests the entire time, begs for the people checking him and assigning him duties to let him go. Being around people - being around anyone - was too dangerous. But his protests are almost entirely ignored, only given quick reassurances before they continue their briefing. When they're done with him, Asriel's allowed to wander freely again. He makes it as far as first window he sees, stopping and staring out in bewilderment.]

... Is this... real?

Capture

[It doesn't take that long for Asriel to find trouble, as soon as he exits the ship to explore. When he gets far enough away from everyone else, so that he can soak in his surroundings in peace, he hears a deep, startling cry from someplace close.

There's a terrorist right there! Don't let them get away!

Before he realizes what's going on, he's surrounded by men in uniforms. His response is a terrified squeak before he tries to run away, but he doesn't get very far before he's pinned to the ground. While he doesn't know what a "terrorist" is, he does know one thing:

They're going to hurt him. They're going to kill him if he doesn't get away-

Asriel kicks frantically under the officer holding him down to arrest him.]

N-no, stop - please-!

Capture

[petrifiedshadow]

[ Starflight had heard the same startled shout and panicked. Until he realized it wasn't directed at him for a change, but some other unfortunate soul in the crowd. He glanced over the crowd to see what was happening before quickly dropping back down. His instincts were screaming for him to run, but whoever it was sounded so scared and helpless. If Clay or Tsunami were here they would have barged in to help already. And if he wanted to be more like them, then he couldn't just leave.

Precious seconds passed as Starflight tried to think of a way to help without making things worse, or getting himself captured. He didn't think he could fight the uniformed officers, but maybe he could cause a distraction?

Starflight snuck through the crowd, and when he finally reached the edge of the circle forming around the commotion, he lurched forward, trying to look like he had fallen. He rammed into the officer holding down the kid, knocking them away. Starflight threw his wings open to get his balance, sweeping over the smaller creature and drawing them closer to him hidden underneath. ]

Sorry! Sorry, sir, I didn't mean- I'm sorry. Someone- pushed me? I'm sorry. They didn't get away did they?

[ He looked around anxiously, pretending to look for the escaped fugitive and praying he didn't look half as terrified as he felt, or that his fear would be misinterpreted as being afraid of the terrorist. He attempted to back away into the crowd without lifting his wings too much and hoping the creature would catch on. ]

[pleasereset]

[It wouldn't be the first nonhuman creature Asriel's seen since his arrival, and he'd be glad for it if he weren't busy trying to rabbit kick away while an officer pins one arm behind him. In the middle of the confusion and panic, Asriel's engulfed by a shadow before he realizes that they're wings.

The shouts from angry and frustrated officers trying to maneuver around Starflight cause him to flinch. But he doesn't run, as much as he wants to. Instead, he'll stay hidden under the wings - crouching closer to keep himself from being seen. The weight against Starflight is trembling as Asriel tries to keep himself calm.

Voices from the crowd they've attracted start to chime in.

I think I saw them slip out that way!

No, no! I definitely saw some short, weird-looking kid go down that alley!

As the crowd gets more anxious, Asriel remains completely silent. Hopefully they'll look for him somewhere else. Please just go away.]

[petrifiedshadow]

[ A counterpoint to Asriel's shaking, Starflight was stiff as a board, thoughts racing as the crowd got even more riled. He gotten pretty used to humans being around, but it was hard to forget what they were capable of when they were angry. As far as he could tell, their options were to either keep up what he felt was a transparent charade, or high tail it out of there and hope someone could help.

He lowered his head so he could whisper a warning. ]

I'm, um, going to try and fly us out of here. Just so you're ready.

[pleasereset]

[Asriel nods his head frantically. His shivering slows, not enough for it to stop, but he should be pretty easy to just pick up and go. Which is good, because the police are starting to push a little hard through the crowd in order to find the runaway "terrorist".

He moves closer to Starflight, grabbing on in case they need to bolt out of there right away.]

[petrifiedshadow]

[ It was a good thing Asriel was as ready ot get out of the situation as Starflight, because the extra jostling was just making things worse. He yelped as he nearly tripped over the smaller crewmember, but he finally had enough room in the crowded space to spread his wings. Starflight scooped up Asriel in his claws, beating his wings frantically to get airborne as quickly as possible.

He scanned the ground below them frantically, knowing as long as they were in the air they were an easy target to spot. The NightWing's black scales were great for blending into the dark, but not for broad daylight. He'd been clutching Asriel close to his chest, but he carefully loosened his grip so his companion could move better.]

Do you see anywhere we can hide?

[pleasereset]

[Asriel was grabbing onto Starflight tightly. One quick glance below let Asriel know exactly what would happen to him if he were to let go, but Starflight seems to have a pretty good grip on him anyway.

Asriel gives his surroundings a quick glance, trying not to panic at just how much distance is between them and the ground.]

W-what about that building over there?!

[It wasn't the most ideal place to land, but there wasn't anyone waiting for them on the rooftop.]

Arrival

[gainedlove]

[Frisk is feeling rather lost themself, still carrying the bundle of clothing they had been given and wandering around wondering just how this had happened. SUre, they'd wanted out of the time loop, but...not like this. What if another RESET happens, and they're not there to make sure things go right? It's an unnerving thought...almost as much as the idea that even this isn't far enough away to keep the RESET from pulling them back.]

[Frisk pauses when they take a turn down a new hallway and see someone up ahead, making a double-take when they see just who it is. No way...it's already been a week, he should have turned back by now! Is this for real?]

Asriel?!

[pleasereset]

[Oh Frisk, you are one voice Asriel is glad to hear in all this mass confusion. Asriel turns instantly, staring wide-eyed at the child a few feet away.]

Frisk! Is that really you?

[gainedlove]

[A wide smile splits their face and the clothing in their arms is forgotten as they charge forward for a giant hug, with enough force to tackle the little monster to the ground if he isn't prepared.]

It is! And you're still you, too!

[pleasereset]

Ah-!

[He's not prepared, but still Asriel manages to stay upright after the sudden tackle. His current fears and worries are momentarily forgotten as he returns the hug, a sense of relief washing over him.]

Y-yeah, I'm still me! [For now, anyway.] But Frisk, what are you doing here? Weren't you with mom and dad?

[gainedlove]

[Frisk holds Asriel tight, hugging him a little harder than necessary for a moment before pulling back enough to actually look at him.]

Yeah, I was--it's slow, but we're talking with the humans and getting homes made for everyone...Dad asked me to be the ambassador! It's scary, but I'm trying really hard to make sure everyone is safe.

But...then I wound up here. I was at school, and I thought someone pushed me, but the next thing I knew I was on that big platform.

[pleasereset]

[It's okay, Frisk. Asriel's hugging just as tightly back.]

Golly, is that so? That's great, Frisk! You're gonna be a great ambassador for sure!

[And it makes him happy to hear it. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't worried about how monsters would fare in the surface world, but hearing that things are slowly working out is the best news he could hear. As for ending up here... well, that was much less nicer news.]

Mm, that's what happened to me too. A felt a push and the next thing I knew, I was here. Don't worry, Frisk, I'm sure there's a way to get back home soon.

[Asriel goes quiet for a moment. There's still a question he wants to know.]

... How's mom and dad, anyway? What did they think of the surface?

arrival

[skelepun]

[Behind Asriel, Sans stood in genuine surprise at the door. A book he was holding slipped free of his fingers, landing upturned and forgotten on the ground. There was no mistaking that silhouette. Everyone knew King Asgore, the nicest guy anyone could ask for in a ruler.

Whoever it was standing there at the stars, they were a monster. A boss monster. As far as Sans knew, from the stories of long dead princeses and vanished queens, there shouldn't be more than the one.

Apparently not.]

I was about to ask the same thing, kiddo.

[pleasereset]

[The voice snaps Asriel's attention away from the window. His eyes lock on Sans, and a cold shiver travels up his spine. He recognized that voice. He recognized that face, usually looking a lot more menacing before Asriel had to reset. It should be impossible that he's here. By now, he should be on the surface with Frisk and all the other monsters, right?

It takes him a few seconds to find his voice. It's not like before. Sans wouldn't know... would he?

His heart is racing, but he gives an incredibly nervous smile.]

Uh, h-howdy! I wasn't expecting to see any monsters out here. Do you know what's going on? Those people tried to explain it to me, but I'm still feeling pretty lost.

[Friendly and innocent. It's almost as if Asriel doesn't recognize Sans at all.]

[skelepun]

[That went both ways, though much more sincerely on Sans' end. He stepped forward, feeling compelled to assist. Extreme deference to the ruling class wasn't really a thing for monsters, not when so many residents referred to their king as 'Fluffybuns.'

Still. A monster was a monster, and a kid was a kid. Kneeling down slightly, Sans brought a hand to the back of his neck.]

Heh, well, that's kind of a long story, kiddo. Did you just get here? [Sans hesitated a moment, wondering if it was wise to ask the question nagging at him. Ultimately, he did:] ... Are your parents around?

[pleasereset]

[Asriel searches his face, but he doesn't seen any signs that Sans recognizes him at all. It's a guilty kind of relief - it didn't feel good not being honest, or at least apologizing for everything he did. But at the same time, he's glad that they finally get to meet on these times.

For how long, Asriel's not sure. More than anything, he really hopes Sans isn't going to be the first one to see him when he turns back into Flowey.

Still, it catches him off guard. Sans feels like an entirely different person than the last few times they met. In a way, it doesn't surprise him. He and Frisk are friends, aren't they...?]

Y-yeah, just a little while ago. And no, my parents aren't here... or at least, I haven't seen them yet.

[He hopes they're not here.]

I'm... [Asriel pauses. Should he introduce himself?] I'm Asriel. It's nice to meet you... um, wherever we are.

[skelepun]

[Asriel. Sans stopped, shaking his skull as if some errant and completely impossible conclusion was rattling around inside and he could get it out with pure force.

There was no monster alive that didn't know the name of their fallen prince, after all.]

Uh, I'm Sans. [He nodded, barely missing a beat, for all his eyelights were constricted to surprised pinpricks of white. And then, to himself, very much under his breath:] Heh, you've goat to be kiddin' me...

[pleasereset]

[There's a lump in his throat that's hard to swallow. Even if Sans didn't make the connection between him and Flowey, there were still a lot of questions he could ask - ones that Asriel would have a hard time answering. Still, despite everything? This was going a lot better than he imagined it would.

A flicker of uncertainty still breaks through Asriel's friendly and naive demeanor.]

It's nice to meet you, Sans. Um... can I ask you a question?

[...

......]

Do you know where the kitchen is?

Arrival

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

I wondered the same thing myself! When I first came here, I could hardly understand what I was loo... looking at...?

[Papyrus had been staring out over Asriel's head at the stars, but as soon as he turned to actually look at the kid, he stumbled over his words. Those ears, that thick white fur.

He'd know his king anywhere, even if this version seemed to be a lot more compact than what he was used to.

Not to mention something about them that brought something vague but persistent to mind, an important memory or concept that his mind kept running over and over without quite catching.]

[pleasereset]

[The voice is familiar enough, but definitely not one Asriel imagine he'd be hearing here. He turns, and sure enough, it's Sans' brother looking back. Something twists in his stomach, but he ignores it for now.]

Oh, uh, howdy! Sorry, I didn't realize anyone else was down here.

[Papyrus is glancing him over awfully closely though. For a few seconds, Asriel tries to puzzle out the reason why. It doesn't really hit him right away that he looks just like his parents. And that they were pretty well-known people.]

It still feels like a dream. I've never seen anything so... um... [He glances around the ship, trying to find a word to describe it. It's something he's never seen in his life.] this?

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

[There it is again, the moment Asriel said 'howdy'! What the heck is he trying and failing to remember? Oh well, it can't be that important, right?]

Well! We're in a different sort of place now, your majesty! We're so far from the underground, you can't even see the surface from here!

[He tilts his skull, looking confused.]

So tell me, did you clone yourself? As a much tinier king, perhaps for travel purposes?

[pleasereset]

What? [It takes a few seconds for Asriel to catch onto what exactly Papyrus is saying. When it does click, Asriel covers his mouth before a small chuckle escapes.] No, no, I'm not a tiny king! Or a clone. I'm just me - I"m just Asriel.

[The family resemblance was there for sure, though. Asriel wonders if he should bring up his family. It might lead to a lot of hard to answer questions. But even at his worse, Papyrus was still nice to him.

...Still, he really didn't want Papyrus to know that he and his flower friend were connected.]

You must be thinking of my dad!

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

Nyeh-heh-heh! No, no, that's just silly! King Asgore doesn't have any children!

[But the name registers and he stops laughing. That name, Asriel. There's just no mistaking the resemblance, and of course he knew the heartbreaking story of the kingdom's dear departed prince. Everyone knew that one.

He'd be more confused about how he got resurrected, but literally the same thing happened to him a month ago and he's learned to roll with it.]

So... now you're here? Wowie, that's amazing! Don't worry, you're in a very great place now, with lots of room and new things to see and even a couple of monsters who'll keep an eyesocket on you! So everything will be okay!

[pleasereset]

[Aw, Papyrus. Asriel's smile grows a little more sad.]

I guess it's pretty weird that I'm here now, huh? I don't really understand it either.

[Did people still remember him though? It seemed a little strange, since it felt so long ago. He didn't need anyone feeling sad for him. Monsters were free now, he made sure of that. Well, with the exception of himself and the skeleton standing a few feet away. Everyone's moved on... right?]

There's other monsters here besides us? I didn't see anyone else around other than those humans from earlier.