( 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

[cockade]

[For the first time since he's noticed the changes, Arno actually breathes and tries to keep himself steady instead of nearly wanting to sprint to wherever Ava leads him. He stays quiet, simply letting her direct him in the hopes that whatever this is can be cured and cured quickly. There's enough fear inside him to last him for a long while, and he'll be glad to get rid of it once this is over. The crowds around them bustle about, but he's trying not to draw attention to either of them as they make their way towards the ship. Maybe noting else bad will happen before he comes to the medbay, he thinks.

And that's when the ravenous hunger settles deep into his bones.

Arno lets out a sound from his mouth that's a mixture of a wheeze and a whimper, one of his hands reaching for Ava's arm and gripping it hard. He stops in his tracks, far too confused and frightened to do much else.] There's something- [Something wrong, he wants to say, but it's obvious enough in how he finds himself searching all around him now, eyes drifting from person to creature back to Ava, seeking for something he doesn't really understand. All he knows is that he's hungry, and that whatever he's wanting isn't normal by any means.]

[bloodbinds]

[ Arno follows in silence and Ava has never been more grateful for someone who is simply ready to do as she says. No magic, no powers; he's just that desperate for help. The thought is intimate, too close to home, and she pushes away the well of feelings that threaten to overwhelm her. Jack did this for her last time and he did a shit job at it. If this person really has turned into a vampire, she's not going to leave him to the wolves.

As they head across the street, Arno stops behind her, eyes wide, a choked noise in his throat. She looks back at him, hand still on his arm to keep him moving.

She knows exactly what's wrong. ]

No.

[ Ava says it as gently as she can muster, too afraid of what might happen if they don't keep moving. This planet could be like any other and the danger of exposure is real. ]

Not here. We need to get you away from people. Then...we'll figure something out. If you stay here, around all of these people, it's going to get worse.

[ It's not commanding. It's more like a plea. ]

Soon, okay? Just...not here.