thisavrou_log | ( april event log )

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( april event log )

Who: Everyone
When: April 14th and on
Where: The Moira + Del Pascia
What: The prison isn't all that contained after all.
Warnings: For the (sort of) undead, possible violence, and nudity. Please label your content!

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revive the risk
"Big things have small beginnings."

Things have been going relatively well for the crew of the Moira thus far despite their current circumstances. With D-E-L’s help, many supplies have already been gathered, and those with the necessary components have begun making much needed repairs. Yet, things aren’t as peaceful on Del Pascia as they might have seemed.

The resident facility AI has slowly started growing more and more unresponsive to questions, often answering in rather irritated tones and short, snippy answers. Still, no system glitches appear across the prison except for one minor detail: random doors and hallways suddenly lock and close for no reason and don’t open again for varying amounts of time—ranging from minutes to hours. Does this have anything to do with the unsettling feeling some crew members have experienced since stepping foot onto Del Pascia? Or is there a simple explanation that can be easily chalked up to as an accident?

☄ DECONTAMINATION #2 ( 04.14 - 04.17 )

On the Moira, crew come and go without much hassle. They take a transporter to planets and moons and back again without any fuss... Until today. All crew that try to reboard the Moira coming back from Del Pascia will be denied access, a warning flashing on their MID - Decontamination Required for Entry. It’s a protocol that hasn’t been enacted before, and the MID offers no explanation as to why it is now. The transporter will seal and then be permitted to dock in the Cargo Bay, where the procedure will begin. All crew on the transporter have to dispose of their clothing by placing it inside hazardous waste bags located in a compartment near the front of the craft. After all clothing is stored, a gas-like substance will fill the transporter, breathable yet tasteless, and once it dissipates, crew will be free to go.

Other crew members will be waiting in the cargo bay with clothing and blankets, per the captain’s instruction, but no clear explanation will be given for this sudden new protocol aside from “potential health risks”.

☄ D.ON'T E.VER L.EAVE ( 04.18 - 04.23 )

After the decontamination procedures for the Moira go off, the captains issue a ship-wide alert to let the crew know that the ship is picking up on something inside each person that boarded the space station. It is speculated that the crew came in contact with an unknown biological contaminant either during the station’s decontamination procedure or sometime after. At this point, they aren’t aware of what will happen to those that are carrying the contaminant, and the captains ask for anybody with experience to head to the Medbay to begin testing. Crew don’t appear to be in any danger, so they are allowed to continue gathering materials and supplies on board the space station at their discretion. (Every time they come and go, they will be made to go through the procedure described above).

Any crew remaining on Del Pascia will find that D-E-L is more vocal than ever before. It is answering questions, as well as trying to convince crew members to abandon the Moira and take up permanent residence aboard the space station.

☄ FEAR ME, LOVE ME, DO AS I SAY ( 04.24 - 04.28 )

Like most unfortunate things, it seems everything happens all at once.The noises you heard, a step falling moments after yours or a rattle coming from the vents, become louder. You can’t place where they are coming from at first. You turn, you follow, but the search yields no results. And then, without any warning, it’s crystal clear as “they” begin to creep and move from within the shadows and ruined sections of Del Pascia: the prisoners and workers said to have been relocated by D-E-L. Their voice is one, regardless of how many gather, and they tell you, “You can be happy here” and “I can make you better” shortly after.

Worse than the way they speak in unison is the way they look. Mutated and deformed, their prison uniforms are in tatters and covered in various levels of the same blood that the crew has experienced during their time on Del Pascia while visiting the prison blocks. They don’t attack to kill; they only try to detain, to drag crew members further into the station and are methodical and precise in how they do this as if they’re being controlled by something greater and much smarter than them.

To those that fight, D-E-L’s voice will call out, telling the Moiran not to struggle, to stay here and be safe, be better. The AI explains that life there on Del Pascia is easy, peaceful, and nobody will cause you pain. Suffering is a thing of the past and loneliness is something you’ll never know again. The prisoners follow the command of the AI, its voice falling from their lips. D-E-L claims they feel no pain, no hunger. They are united in one purpose and are therefore free of all strife. Wouldn’t it be nice to be free like that?

As always, fearing for the safety of the crew (and despite the disrepair of the Moira from events prior), the captains ask for all those capable to assist with extracting those aboard Del Pascia as quickly as possible before D-E-L tries to lock them inside. Running, after all, is better than dying, and it’s certainly something everyone aboard the Moira has gotten quite good at.

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[ If there's one thing Bucky has in spades it's stubbornness. After several days of no credible sightings, Bucky refuses to take no for an answer. Besides, it's been fun. Everyone Bucky has dragged onto his adventures has given him good returns on great photos.

But he's doing this on his own this time to see if that helps. They've heard the far off rattles and footsteps, no one can deny that. But no matter how much they searched, nothing was found. So, when he hears them again, Bucky tries a new tactic. ]

Hello?

Hello. Come with us...

[ Oh, ohhhh kay he did not expect an answer back from the shadows. Then they appear all at once like an army. For once Bucky's a little dumbfounded on what to do. Does he take pictures? Might as well! Ishmael will be so jealous! ]

You can be happy here.

Uh, yeah, I think I'm good... [ He starts backing up slowly, but they only continue to come forward. ] Look—

You're not good, but you can be. We'll make you better.

[ Several break away from the group and come for him. Bucky's instinct is to strike, kicking the ghost high across the temple. It actually connects, and that's not good. Ghosts are kind of sort of very incorporeal. Holy shit. Well, if he can hit them, he can beat them. That's the plan he takes as he starts to cut himself a path through them.

At first it's easy. They don't fight back and go down easy. But they won't stay down. Every time one does, two take its place until they overwhelm him. And kicking only does good when there's a limit to the enemy. These just keep spawning! All the way to the Infirmary Bucky breaks arms and dislocates any limb he can find, but it makes no difference. He's pulled onto one of the beds and strapped in place, and boy is this a familiar problem he finds himself in!

His next course of action is obvious: He's got to free himself. Ever so slowly he pulls a false nail out of his thumb to begin cutting into the strap. No one seems to be watching him; they're all content now that he's been subdued. Perfect. In the gradual scrape of the razor, Bucky feigns a light struggle to mask the sound of vinyl and synthetic fibers breaking. It's hard to remain patient with this slow going, but it's definitely worth it when the strap beaks. Bucky opens his MID to send a message to Ishmael. ]

I'm in the Infirmary! Come g— [ That's all he gets out before he's pulled back again out of range and out of razors. God, Ishmael better believe he's in danger and not just making a joke for the umpteenth time. Isn't there a story about that? The Boy Who Cried Vampire? Yep. ]

[It's by sheer luck that the Calvary arrives before the hero. Miller ends up at the door to the infirmary, tired and haggard and in sore need a nap. His beret is off, his hair has decided to do whatever the fuck it wants to do, he's smeared with soot and blood that's mostly not his, and somewhere long the line he's collected a butcher knife and a stun gun and he has those pesky lighters on him.]

[What does Miller do?]

[He lifts up his crutch that he brought in case of emergency and aims to drive it directly through one of their heads.]

[That's pretty much the hello Bucky gets from a roughed up merc commander, finally looking more the role than just a figurehead pretty face. Though now he's minus one crutch, he does have their attention. And they're advancing.]

[alright, so maybe for a whole two minutes, john thought bucky might be pulling his leg. it wouldn't be the first time the kid had pranked him, he was positive it wouldn't be the last. but it had sounded too real, the fear in barnes' voice plain as day. it only took him moments to gather up what gear he needed and shoot a text to kaz about the situation. john hadn't had much reason to go back down to the prison planet after his initial trip, even less so after the decontamination process had become more tedious.

and despite a warning that anyone who went to del pascia was liable to contract something in their systems, big boss wouldn't let a soldier fall through the cracks on his watch.

it's not much of a surprise when he happens upon kaz already in the infirmary, making friends with the creatures. john walks in behind his friend, shooting out a kneecap on the two closest humanoids advancing on miller. he knows they'll be right back up but he has to conserve his remaining five bullets.]

Kept you waiting, huh?

[completely calm and unworried about the situation the three of them are currently in, john charges forward with a baton he picked up and gets to cracking. literally.]

[ Wow, that was pretty fast. Not that he was worried or anything! Bucky doesn't get worried, he gets even, sooner or later. ]

Any time you'd like to unbuckle me, I'll help!

[ You know, with the fighting. You're both old men, it's not like you can last long against immortal monsters. None of the prisoners are even concerned for him since he can't get away. It's these two that will get dragged down if they aren't careful. ]

[Never has Kaz been happier to hear a tacky line and gunshots. He smiles at his back, can't help it, which stands out because of the current state he's in (an hour long shower is probably the only remedy at this rate).]

[He aims the stun gun and starts shooting again. When that hits them, they stay down a little longer.]

What took you so long?

[He can't help himself. Had to say it. Needed to say it. And he figures if Snake doesn't have his knife to free Bucky, then he can snag the butcher knife he made off with.]

[john doesn't answer the quip back, but if kaz catches a glimpse of him at just the right moment, he'll see a smile of big boss' face. but it doesn't sit there for long, boss very focused on breaking elbows and knees as he makes his way through the mosters. they're not particularly fast, but he just needs them to stay down long enough to get to bucky.

with kaz on taser and john on baton, they manage to get throught the small hoard in the room. being always prepared, big boss does have a knife on him, one with a curved end made for cutting through a breastplate. it slices through the straps holding jim down like butter.]

I told you there weren't ghosts here.

[ OH MY GOD GAG BUCKY WITH A SPOON! If either of you two love birds are looking at Bucky, well, he's not smiling. he's rolling his eyes. Already he's regretting asking to be saved. ]

Oh shaddup [ Bucky is sooo not in the mood for your accuracy right now. He hops off the medical bed and kicks one prisoner in the knee to put him down behind Ishmael's six. ] They don't stay down for long, fellas.

I can keep them down. [Miller reaches into his pocket with his real hand and holds up something (a lighter) which he shows to Big Boss. He does seem to be making an effort to hide it from Bucky though.]

The stun gun works better than regular guns. I found it in a guards office. I can keep them down a bit longer. It should give you some space.

It's running low on power though, so let's make it quick.

[bucky you know that john was definitely going to call ~~your mom~~ kaz about this, don't even pretend otherwise. but anyway, he can gag himself with a spoon after they get out of here. he nods at miller, acknowledging that the stun gun is their best weapon at this point.

well, besides the grenades, of course, but with those creatures dogging their every step, they neex to be careful. john really doesn't wanna wind up in the kill zone of an incendiary today.

boss hands over his baton to jim, taking his knife is his other hand.]

Here, take this, and let's get the hell out of here.

[the creatures they crippled are already shuffling their way back onto their feet. john, not wanting to linger a second longer, makes his way towards the front of the infirmary and out into the hall. he cuts down any stranglers getting back up to clear the way for kaz and bucky.]

Edited 2016-04-19 06:24 (UTC)

Works for me—Wait, my camera! [ He hops back up on the bed they had just sprung him from to get across the room faster. Not that these prisoners appreciate it. Several move to block his path, but in true Bucky style he simply kicks their jaws in with the perfect leap. The crack is fairly pronounced, but it does little to actually put them out of commission. ]

Geez, way to defy natural law here, mutants.

[ What is this world coming to? Grabbing his camera, he comes scrambling back toward Ish and Miller so they can am-scray. ]

Good job. [He compliments Jim when he does good, because that's what Kaz does. He's not going to beat down the morale of any soldier who shows competance. You know... after getting strapped to a table. He can't imagine there's anything of use on that camera to make it worth that, but he could be wrong.]

[He backs up behind Jim as he's going out, checks to make sure Boss has cleared out the level, and then he turns to run after them. He drops a shiny gold small thing in the doorway as he goes, a bottleneck for them following them.]

Keep moving! [He warns.]

[john's about five second from asking what the hell could be on that camera that's important enough to go back for it, but they really don't have time to waste. he'll make sure to comment on it when they're all not running away from slights against god.

when bucky is in the clear, john follows after him out of the infirmary, noticing how kaz falls back. he knows exactly what the man is up to and knows he'll be just fine. which is why he doesn't stop running forward, knocking down more of those creatures when they get too close or blocks their way. with bucky working beside him, the both of them are able to cut a path for kaz to catch up.]

[ Yeah, see, Ish? He done a good job. He is cracking kneecaps left and right! As much as he loves going mano a mano, though, the baton keeps the prisoners at safety's length, which is greatly appreciated. He would rather not have to be rescued twice. Once is enough! ]

What the hell [ Skull, meet baton! HYAAH! ] are you doin'?

[ Yeah, he's talking to you, Miller! Don't be a hero now! This really isn't an appropriate time. ]

Keep moving! [Miller is catching up with them, more so that he can plant a hand in the middle of Bucky's back and keep shoving him forward.] Three seconds, two seconds, one- [He's saying out loud, as if to point out what it is he just did back there.]

[The hall behind them is abruptly filled with flames, and the prisoners trying to come through the door clawing at themselves, howling. Sprinklers come on, but whatever was in that grenade is sticking and not going out easy. It's definitely discouraged them.]

[Other than the rush of heat against his back, not much damage for them to take. They have good distance.]

[after the incendiary goes off, there's not much left for them to plow through. most of the creatures were behind them, luckily, and john isn't about to go looking for trouble. they just need to get the hell out of here, get onto the transport back to ship and not spare a single glace backwards.

it feels like the three of them have been thrown straight into some hokey, action movie.]

Shouldn't be much further.

[and hopefully, they don't have to blow anything else up. all they need right now is for the prison to get a hole blown in the side of it.]

Whaaaat?

[ Bucky is totally watching the explosion like a loser, because he's just not cool enough to keep walking forward without. ]

Since when'd you get an incendiary?

[ Rude! Why are there secrets between them, Miller?? ]

The grenade fairy. Let's go.

[He says it without missing a beat. No, he's not going to be answering that question. But he does catch up with Big Boss, having to stick behind him since now he's mostly unarmed. He's going to have to use his fists. But he's in less danger at grabbing distance than either of them.]

I ran into Liquid earlier. The ship was trying to convince him to stay. [He warns him.] We have to be careful, he was nearly brainwashed. [Obviously they have to be careful, but from more than just the physical danger.] I got him onto a transport, but I'm not sure it won't get to us. Not with something that can get into our heads.

[any other situation, boss might've laughed at miller's little quip. but right now they're all kind of focused on getting the fuck out of here, so he doesn't. what he says instead is:]

Jim, focus.

[that kid could be all over the place sometimes. then he hears the story about liquid, vaguely surprised that a man so defiant could be brainwashed so easily. he should worry about it, maybe, but john pushes it to the back of his mind.]

If either of you start getting loopy on me, I'll just knock you out and carry you. [duh, kaz.]

[ I am focused. He almost says it out loud, but that seems childish. So he scowls instead. Much more adult. ]

Uh, excuse you, who says you won't become the loopy one, huh? And what if we both get loopy? You gonna carry both of us? Is it gonna be like a pyramid? Kaz carries me while you carry Kaz?

[ Okay, now he's definitely not focused as he follows the men out of the prison wing and toward the facility's entrance. ]

I had to knock out and carry Liquid so that's... pretty much the solution I would come to. Yeah.

[What works works he guesses.]

If it's two of us the third could hold down the fort and call for back up.

[But right after he says that a hand lurches from a doorway and grabs his right wrist. It gets a good yank in before Miller just turns his arm off and back on for a second to get free. His balance is fucked, though. So once he's down he has to make a frantic crab-walk out of their reach.]

[yes, he would carry both of you, bucky. because you're like, what, 90 pounds wet? but before he can say any smartass remarks, kaz is almost yanked away. it's a lucky thing that he was grabbed by his prosthetic and not his real arm. that's all the thought john can afford before he's grabbing his pistol and squeezing off another precious round into the creature's kneecap. it stumbles to the ground, the .45 bullet blowing away any important ligaments and bones.

he can see more of them coming out the nooks and crannies of the room, DEL spouting it's brainwashing garbage through them.]

Move!

[john clasps onto his knife, standing his ground to allow kaz and bucky a headstart. once they're in the clear, he'll follow. hopefully without too much trouble; only four bullets left.]

[ Once Miller scrambles out of the way, keeping a baton between his friend and the prisoners clawing for them, Bucky add in his own cheeky remark. ]

Good job.

[ If he needs a quick lift up, Bucky has that covered with a hand under one of Miller's armpits. Then they are both off with him barely keeping an eye roll at bay. These old men need the head start more than him. This is what he gets for having to be the damsel in distress today. ]

Jim, let's go! [He's going to let Snake get their backs. He trusts him to handle this. Bucky? Well, the guys is trained but he's definitely going to be easier to be carried off. So he forcibly yanks him after him, swearing under his breath.]

Trust me, he can handle it. [Or he better be able to.] You can take care of anything ahead. [Just so his pride isn't completely wounded.]

Edited 2016-04-25 06:10 (UTC)

[the creatures coming towards him are hideous, creepy, and barely able to walk beyond shambling speed. but he can understand why they're still able to overwhelm people, they have sheer numbers. he doesn't know where they keep coming from and he doesn't want to find out. he stays in place long enough for miller and barnes to scramble a few feet away, backing up slowly.

he's about to turn around and gun it, when hands are suddenly at his back. the one limb trying to wrap around from behind him is broken immediately, with the offender being tossed neatly over his shoulder. john spins to process the scene bebind him: a second longer and he would be surrounded.

luckily, there's enough of a gap in the pincer mob of bodies that he's able to slip through, wasting another two bullets in the process. he steps over the downed bodies to race up behind kaz and jim, touching kaz on the shoulder once he's close enough. it's a signal that they're safe from behind. focus on the front.]

I'm goin', I'm goin'!

[ Can't you tell by the crack of his new baton against the no-longer-standing prisoners? It's actually a much better weapon to cut path and keep them at bay. He'll have to remember that the next time zombies show up on his radar. ]

Decon up ahead. Twenty meters!

FEAR ME, LOVE ME, DO AS I SAY (closed)

Get off him you bitch! /ripleyvoice

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