thisavrou_log | ( october event log pt. 2 )

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( october event log pt. 2 )

Who: Everyone
When: October 19th into the beginning of November.
Where: The Mini Colony of the Runoff & the Moira.
What: The Moira stops to resupply at the closest planet and things get weird.
Warnings: Physical transformations, phobias - please label if needed.

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Between the Perspectives
"but in your future, the you i see is exactly the person you always wanted to be."

Supplies have been loaded onto the ship, and the captains have encouraged all crew members to explore with the added notice that this will be the last planetary stop (hopefully) until the Moira reaches the Midway Hub. While seemingly uneventful on the Moira, the mini colony has been thrumming with adventure and has offered its visitors the opportunity to explore. To those who have indulged, some experienced great changes and others discovered enlightening information about the Ingress and the very ship some have called home for over a year.

Later in the month, the Lamaria hold the closing ceremony of the Desiderium Festival (which was noted on the prior event log) . The burgundy and lime colors of the celebration slowly fade into black and vermillion, and small fires are now in place for visitors to throw their written notes into. Everyone who participates will be blessed by one of the Lamaria (they will visit the ship as well), and the MID will be able to only translate bits and pieces of what this blessing means. "Experienced loss — every story is different — and saying goodbye — not to know — understanding lies in the mingling of holding on and letting go."

☄ TRANSFORMATION CENTRAL

For some, it might be due to a touch or a look. For others, it might not be any of those things at all, and something that just happens. Either way, shortly after the blessing occurs, you will find yourself changing. Your character’s body will slowly transform into the physical likeness of another being on the Mini Colony. The effects of this change may last as short as a day or as long as a week, but each come with their own stipulations—advantages and disadvantages. This is limited to one as the blessing itself only allows for “a little understanding”. Linked below are some of the possible transformations that your character can go through. Players can choose either one of the mod-supplied suggestions or choose the form of another already living on the Moira.

☄ THE FEAR MACHINE

Paranoia writes the checks, we're dangling here like a marionette. Here we go again, the world is coming to an end. Engage the fear machine and collect the dividends.

While the festival is beautiful, and some have found enlightenment and understanding here, there are those on the mini colony who don't enjoy the festivities. In a secluded room on the fifth floor in one of the buildings in the Science District, there is one such person who finds the religious festival to be a nuisance—one who should be stopped. Thinking that disrupting the blessings and celebration will somehow "get back" at the Lamaria for impeding their work (some of those who have transformed got into the building a few years ago and destroyed this person's property). Pettiness thrives, and they create something they dub The Fear Machine. Yet, while the science is sound, the technology itself is not.

In the middle of the mini colony, the machine is set off, and bolts of transparent energy erupt and spark out around it, stretching as far as the docked ships. Since the technology wasn't created properly to sustain the energy, it doesn't spread out evenly like they had hoped. Some are hit. Some are not. Those who are will develop a sudden and overwhelming phobia that will last well into the beginning of November. The machine might be turned off and left behind, but the obsessive fear has only just begun.

( ooc; For questions, go here. This log will run into the beginning of November; any threads here can be claimed for bonus activity the following activity check as well. )

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[While dragon in appearance, there is still very much an oversized human man at the heart of the beast. A heart which perks up in curiosity at the sight of a visitor. However unfamiliar for the moment.]

[The man on the rooftop is sitting on his bad side, though. The eye covered in crystalline scarring, cloudy and glittering in the light. Instead of damaged tissue, despite being the same shape and proportionate size of Reinhardt's scar. He can't see out of it any better. And swings his big head around, sniffing at the apparent stranger.]

[Hello there!]

[...Well, he's no expert on animals, but at least this very large one actually seems merely curious about his presence...perhaps maybe even friendly?

He definitely notices the shape and placement of the creature's scar, and it has him frowning briefly at the familiarity. Naturally it calls to mind the scar of the friend he's looking for, especially being as Reinhardt is on his mind already.

More than a little curious, he tilts his head briefly to one side before addressing the beast - speaking up can't hurt, he figures, especially on the off chance that he might actually be understood.]

Hello. I'm looking for a friend of mine - a large, silver-haired human man. I imagine if he'd seen you he would probably attempt to wrestle you. I don't suppose you've met anyone like that?

[Thane's voice is as dry and as gravely as it's always been; that, and the color of his eyes, seems to be about the only thing about him that hasn't changed.]

[Friendly is what he's going for. Reinhardt is nothing if not friendly at his core. Outgoing, too loud, but friendly. And the longer he regards this man, the more he's sure he knows him from somewhere. The medical bay? One of Angela's new medical team? He smells like it, that's for sure.]

[And then he speaks.]

[Everything clicks.]

[He's been changed, so it stands to reason others were, too. His alien friend... human! It's amazing! And maybe bodes well for his condition! That big tail lashes in the air, like an excited dog. Sure, he can't speak like this, but he can shove that huge nose at Thane's chest in an enthusiastic headbutt.]

[It is I! Look! I'm a dragon!]

[Well, that sure is an energetic and enthusiastic response to what he had thought was a fairly simple question. He brings his hands up automatically to grip onto the rough - skin? - of the dragon's nose when he's shoved, stepping backward at the same time as he attempts to maintain his balance.]

I take it that's a yes?

[But then he pauses, eyes narrowing as he takes in the sight of the excited creature from this new angle. That pattern on the beast's blind eye is definitely the same as the scar on his human friend's face.

If Thane's species can so easily be changed - and if so many others have also experienced such a thing - then perhaps...]

Reinhardt?

[This would certainly explain why Thane hasn't been able to contact the man.]

[The dragon honestly moves more like a dog, at this point. Bowing down on his front legs, waving his tail happily in the air. Yes! Yes, it's him. And he recognizes Thane now. The scent of medical cleanliness makes sense, once he realizes who it is.]

[And he's even more overjoyed to see him here.]

[Poor Thane gets another headbutt. What else is he supposed to do? He can't embrace him like this. So this is the next best thing.]

[He's going to take that second headbutt as a "yes". It has the same sort of energy to it as Reinhard's powerful shoulder slaps...and is just as likely to knock him off his feet.]

...I suppose that answers that. It's good to see you, my friend. You seem well.

[That last sentence is spoken as a statement but there's just as much question to it. Reinhardt's obviously not in distress, and actually seems to be in pretty good spirits, but still...it's always best to confirm.]

[It's a definite 'yes'. The full-bodied vibration of rumbling glee is too. He loves this new body. Nothing aches! Sure, he still has his blind eye, but oh well. He can fly.]

[He bobs his head in answer, too. He's just fine, Thane. Don't worry!]

[Now that he knows who he's talking to, and coming to terms with it himself, it's astonishing how well Reinhardt's mannerisms translate into dragon body language. He's certain - without a doubt - that his friend is not only completely unbothered by his current situation, but that the man is actually thoroughly enjoying himself. His lips curve upward into a warm smile as he replies:]

I'm glad to hear it.

[But then he pauses.]

Do your other friends know of your situation here?

[Didn't Lucio say something about "Dragonhardt"?]

[Reinhardt, the dragon, doesn't know how dragons are supposed to behave. But he figures something close to a cat and a lizard is... acceptable. And since his tongue doesn't flicker out, he'll just. Attempt to preen himself.]

[Look super proud of his new body. Because, yes, he is enjoying himself.]

[The question makes him tilt his head, looking about as puzzled as the Great Stone Dragon can possibly look. He has no idea. Or how he should... go about informing them.]

[He watches Dragonhardt's expressive body language with great interest, and a little surprise. Who would have guessed a giant stone dragon could communicate so well without any words at all?]

...I take it that's a no. Would you like for me to contact them?

[Maybe it's because Reinhardt himself is so expressive. Incapable of doing anything less than emoting to the fullest. That has to translate somehow, right?]

[He tilts his head, thinking that over. And then nods, decisively. But he can't help posing a little, flaring out his wings.]

[Yes, tell them. And show them how awesome he looks.]

[All signs are pointing to "yes". And also to...is Reinhardt posing?

Thane blinks and looks up at him, briefly and curiously before deciding that yes. Yes, Reinhardt definitely seems to be posing.

Well, in that case, Thane will use his MID to acquire some photographic evidence of Reinhardt's current state to send off with a brief explanation of his whereabouts to the man's two known allies.

It only takes a few moments, and when he's finished, he looks back up (and up) at his friend.]

Alright. I've sent off messages to Angela and Lucio. I expect they'll be able to pass the information along to anyone else they feel should know.

[He is totally posing. He is 100% posing. For his friend and for the photos. Because that's just who Reinhardt is, even in another body.]

[Once this is accomplished, however, he is shuffling closer, attempting to peer at the MID. He's honestly curious to see what the responses are.]

[What do his friends think of his awesome new look?]

[...And now the big dragon is peeking over his shoulder. Thane will tilt his MID helpfully so that Reinhardt can hopefully see it better. It's still displaying the picture he took.]

It may take some time for them to respond. Things have been a little chaotic lately. But the message is there for them when they find the time.

[If it were possible for a dragon to smile, Reinhardt would be. Instead, there's a pleased shake of his wings, and a shuffling of feet.]

[Until "chaotic" comes up. And then he turns his attention to Thane, questioning.]

[Reinhardt's excellent body language will probably continue to astonish him for the remainder of this interaction.]

Well, look at myself. Look at yourself. Many people are finding themselves in situations similar to ours. It's not unreasonable to expect a small amount of chaos through such an event, don't you think?

[When you can't speak, you've got to make some serious effort here, man.]

[Like now. Where he tilts his head to one side, then the other. Until he nods. Yes, he agrees. He should have thought as much.]

It's rather peaceful down here, by comparison.

[He turns back to look out over the colony again, enjoying the view from the rooftop.]

Have you been up to anything fun, since this started?

[Somehow, given Reinhardt's enthusiasm for life on a normal day, he can't imagine the man giving life now anything less than 100%.]

[His head pops up, nodding furiously. Wings flare. And he looks damn proud of himself for a moment there.]

[Yes, Thane. He has been doing everything in his power to enjoy himself. And this new body.]

[...Those sure are some big wings.]

Can you fly like that?

[He's having a hard time picturing a creature so heavy-looking being airborne, but hey, stranger things have happened.]

[Reinhardt huffs. As if Thane's question has grievously offended him.]

[And then pads away several yards. Leaving a lot of open ground between himself and his alien friend. It takes some doing -- there's probably some magic or crazy alien physics involved, but after a lot of wing beating, the Great Stone Dragon is airborne.]

[HAH!]

[Also there is enough wind to knock over an adult man.

Not Thane, of course, but. You know. Someone less athletic, maybe.

Although he is probably about 20 - 30 pounds lighter as a human, having lost a lot of his muscle density, so staying on upright in the face of the gale is more of a challenge than expected. But he does it! Though he's had to brace his feet and lean forward into the storm in order to compensate.]

Very impressive!

[And of course he has to raise his voice to a shout in the hopes of being heard...hopefully Reinhardt can hear him over all of the bluster.]

[Of course he can! He's Reinhardt! Always with an ear for his friends! More or less. Since he does tend to get carried away more often than not.]

[Like now. Since he's airborne, he might as well do some acrobatics in the process.]

[... which pretty much just entails him gliding over the colony's rooftops.]

[Such grace. Very acrobatic. Wow.

Thane can straighten up once Reinhardt glides away, taking the forceful wind with him. He watches his friend fly with a small smile, hands clasped behind his back. It looks like things are not so bad for either of them right now.]

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