( 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

[democratically]

[She does manage to keep her features neutral, but his indignancy is less forceful and more cute, for lack of a better work.]

It is a bit different then. What happens if something hurts your armor? You need to be healed?

[redshitlord]

That's only happened like... once. But if it's just a dent, you can like, pop it back out yourself.

Or go talk to Ratchet and he does weird medical stuff.

[democratically]

Ah. Humans are far more fragile. Bones can be popped back in to place, but a medical professional should do that lest you cause more damage.

[redshitlord]

Bones?

What's a bones?

[democratically]

Oh. Humans have a skeletal structure. Beneath the flesh, there are bones.

[Although she realizes that is a rather simplistic explanation.]

There are many different components beneath the skin. Organs, blood, bones, muscles...

[redshitlord]

I... don't know what any of that means.

But it really sounds gross.

[democratically]

Many species in the galaxy are like that.

[Although she pauses.]

It's all those little parts that make the whole run, like a machine. It requires all those components to work.

[redshitlord]

Yeah I know. All squishy and organic but... eugh.

[Sideswipe what did you think? Humans were just walking meat blobs?]

[democratically]

[There is a little quirk of her eyebrow, as she is all squishy and organic, by his words.]

Perhaps whatever has caused it, will be able to be reversed.

[redshitlord]

It better! I can't be stuck like this! I've got racing and stuff to win!

... if we hit a racing planet someday!

[democratically]

You can still race. Just in a different manner.

[Although Padmé isn't too certain simply putting him behind a wheel is the best idea.]

[redshitlord]

Yeah, but that's not how I do it.

[Teenager Pout Time.]