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Thán ([personal profile] hohnkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-10-19 10:32 am

( 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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[personal profile] jedimindtrick 2016-11-01 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Obi-Wan's eyes follow where Anakin's don't dare to linger. He glances from one point of light to the next, contemplating the vastness of space and how that relates to the both of them. That is, of course, their life awaiting them. ]

Can you tell what aspect of it you fear the most?

[ Clearly this isn't as simple as it looks, and for Kenobi to feel they've satisfactorily explored this fear, he wants to do as much investigation as possible. ]

Do you think if I showed you a picture instead, you'd feel the same sense of dread?

[ Oh, what he wouldn't give to have studied the mind instead of lightsaber technique. Certainly wielding a weapon hasn't done him wrong, but in situations like this, it hardly helps. ]

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-11-01 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[He immediately regrets saying anything upon being pressed. It rubs him the wrong way and he frowns. It feels like such a failure the moment it's questioned, if he hadn't already, and he can't look at Obi-Wan and answer him at the same time.]

Does it matter? It's there and it shouldn't be.
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[personal profile] jedimindtrick 2016-11-01 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Of course it matters. Because it's there.

[ Which, as far as Obi-Wan is concerned, is the most important thing to keep in mind. Whether it was there a day ago, whether it's gone a day from now, dealing with the now is crucial. ]

Tell me, when did this begin?

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-11-04 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He really does not want to talk about this. It's worse, he feels, than even bridging that gap and explaining Tatooine. This--the galaxy, those stars--is all he's ever been, and without that...

Who is a Skywalker without Sky?]


A few days ago.

[It's short and to the point. The words leave no space for compassion, no pity, no other read than simply what they mean. There are, however, other signs that give him away clearly: the way he pulls his hands into the oversized sleeves of his robes, the submissive hunch in his shoulders as he curls in on himself in loss and agitation he's still not coping with, the averting of even that sternest of glares that he wants to have scream "stop asking," and only make the fear more plain.]

You can't fix everything.

[Never mind that he's been hoping for that exact thing for months.]