( october event log pt. 2 )

[hohnkai]

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.

E V E N T L O G

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. )

Comments

[brokeassgoing]

You quit! You just said it!

[yeah!! you started it!! hmph]

Right here, huh. [a scrutinizing look] Not in this room right....?

[wallride]

Nope. Not in here. You think the area has something to do with it?

[brokeassgoing]

Hell if I know. All I know is lotsa weird shit happened on the colony so it's gotta be that. Maybe it is kinda like an infection....

[still
just gonna stay over here
in case]

Put gross frog hands on roomie? Put frog hands on roomie.

[wallride]

Maybe...

[given what he's heard so far, lúcio doubts it. he looks down at his scaly hands, at the two fingers fused together.

wonder what he is.

after a moment, he wanders over to his own bed, then looks over to badou curiously.]

I hadn't realised my roomies had switched.

NOOOOOOOOO FROG COOTIES

[brokeassgoing]

[holds himself perfectly still]

No way to find out unless there are scientists up here. Or if the doctors know anything. And I dunno what to tell you, complain to the Captains.

SMEARS THEM ALL OVER

[wallride]

It wouldn't be the weirdest thing that's happened, man.

[very slowly and carefully, he reaches out, then quick as a flash pokes badou's arm.

IS HE GOING TO CHANGE??]

SCREAMS breaks into hives

[brokeassgoing]

[he also screams here but there don't appear to be hives
enjoy this small montage of Badou scrambling around and wailing]

YOU'VE KILLED ME!! NOW YOU'VE FUCKIN DONE IT, YOU'VE MURDERED ME! I'M NEVER GONNA GET ANY SPACE PUSSY NOW WITH FROG BALLS! TAKE RESPONSIBILITY!

[wallride]

[he watches this for a long few moments, then loses his shit.]

Oh my god! You-- nothing happened! You're-- [nope laughing too hard to talk properly!!]

[brokeassgoing]

FUCK YOU, FROG HOLE!

[wallride]

What's the matter, man? Upset that you didn't get to be a cool new alien??

[brokeassgoing]

You're a frog, just a regular frog. Besides, I had enough teenage angst trynna be me.

[wallride]

Actually, I think I'm a lizard.

[he waves his hands at badou. ooh spooky.]

--Wait, teenage? How old are you?

[brokeassgoing]

Stop that, if I throw up I'm puttin' your ass in the blender.

[a sagely look]

I'm a grown man.

[wallride]

A grown man threatening to throw an innocent lizard into a blender?

[brokeassgoing]

Innocent my ass! You're trynna infect me with your frog flu. I ain't havin' it.

[wallride]

No, actually! I'm trying to make you immune by controlled exposure!

[he grabs a pillow and hucks it at badou!!]

[brokeassgoing]

[it beams him right in the head, earning a squawk]

Fuck off, frog lips.

[wallride]

I'm your roomie, man! I ain't goin' nowhere unless you wanna take this up with the captains!

[he picks up another pillow, pressing it to his face then throwing it again while cackling.]

[brokeassgoing]

GO....TO THE CAN!

[he's having trouble with words in his frustration but
not enough to where he can't take off his shoe and chuck it at his roomie]

[wallride]

[it hits lúcio in the shoulder and he yelps dramatically, falling backwards onto his bed.]

Alright, you got me. I'm dead. Forever. Rest in froggy pieces. The beast is vanquished.

[brokeassgoing]

[badou cheers (for himself) and flexes]

I've slayed the beast, now do I get to loot your body for anything halfway decent?

[wallride]

[a loud razzberry comes from lúcio, lasting an impressively long time.]

You get my frog lurgies.

[brokeassgoing]

Naaaah I'm good. I can't even sell that.

[wallride]

[he raises a hand, point and accusational finger in badou's general direction.]

Not with that attitude.

[brokeassgoing]

No one wants frog boogers-- not even alien frogs. There ain't no way!