Magic and technology [ OPEN ]

[prorenataa]

Who: Ingress nerds, coffee gods and OMG please help [ OPEN! ]
When: ICly this lasts across multiple days in the beginning of November
Where: The Ingress Room and Section U but also where ever your mingle takes you.
What: Trying to unwrap the puzzle of the Ingress and Ploitoas
Warnings: Language probably. If a thread requires a warning please place it on the comment line!

NOTES: This is a multi-part log for This Ingress Journal Plot. Since most folks were up for threading interactions! You DO NOT need to have signed up to participate in the first part of the log. Anything from noodling on the journals to blowing spitballs at the nerds.

For reference here is the IC announcement about this plot. Again you DO NOT have to have responded to them to come around and investigate what's going on.



OOC: This log is going to be split into three sections with a fourth spot for results to be posted as the characters work things through.

If at any time you have questions please do not hesitate to hit the OOC Post, PM prorenataa and nudge me on plurk at
Laekhund. My plurk is set up to accept p!Plurks from any users.

Some details:

1) ICly this log will cover just the beginning of November.
2) The mods have a plot kicking off on the 15th of November. Elements of this player plot lead into that plot.
3) These are the key IC events that lead up to this.

• This event introduced the Ingress Journals
  
• This IC call for help set off searches for one of the missing journal, leading to the discovery of the second.
  
• This is what one journal looks like and This is the other.

Go for it guys!

Comments

ota

[voicelog]

[ Y'know what's the benefit of being the equivalent of a living computer? You don't have to seclude yourself to a room just to work. He has already stored every single data they have so far on the journals (and what was brought back from Lab 3) in his mind as well as created a thorough scan of Ronan's key. He doesn't know how effective it'll be since it apparently has magical components to it and he can't be entirely certain if that'll affect the process. Still worth a shot. He is also directly linked up to the MID, so he can still communicate with everyone while he's wandering Section U.

Yes, that's right. He has decided to go exploring. Considering he's spending the majority of his time in the Ingress room, guy needs a break. It's not much of a break since he's still technically working on deciphering the symbols, but, hey, they don't call him the world's best multitasker for no reason.

So, let's see where we can find one Tony Stark at:

lab 1 & 2 Talk about hitting the jackpot. He's sending his alt a photo of this. Aside from that, he'll mostly be checking out what types of metals are available and possibly making plans for using them eventually. Nothing sketchy, of course.

lab 4 He's not a botanist, but he can be found flipping through the notes. No guarantees he'll be able to make anything out with them at this point in time, but, considering they're already all in the middle of decoding weird ass symbols, why not add more to the workload? He might consider visiting the tree in the gardens if anybody wants to accompany him there. It'll be a nice walk if nothing else. Maybe they can stop by the café along the way and pity them for not having a doughnut plant. Just saying.

lab 6 Uh... What? Have a very incredulous T staring at all the stuffed animals in the room. Maybe he should bring one back for Marian and Add-re-n.

Feel free to bug him about the Ingress journals or something completely unrelated while he's exploring Section U. It can be at or en route to one of the labs listed, or even one of the other ones that didn't get mentioned. He'll welcome the company either way. Just don't question why he's wearing sunglasses right now. ]

labs 1/2

[diamondhack]

[You know that feeling you get on Christmas morning, when there are lots of presents under the tree? Maybe when you walk into the store and find the one thing you're looking for, ready for you at the front. Perhaps walking away with over 2 million GBP without breaking a sweat is more your style.

It just happens to be that Isha is all three upon the sight of so much beautiful, shiny, expensive metal. A kid in a candy shop, where the candy glimmers and is worth enough for you to stop thieving for who knows how long.]

Finally, something absolutely worth this horrible trip.

[She nearly doesn't notice T as she makes her way to the gold bars. There are more expensive things, but none of them have the appeal of gold.]

[voicelog]

[Oh, look who it is. Isha Devan.

He hasn’t run into her since their little adventure on Party Island. She obviously doesn’t recognize him without his armor on since he never introduced himself. Not formally, anyway. Maybe he should do that now. It only seems fair.]

I agree. [He comes to a casual stop next to her in front of the gold.] This is a treasure trove. Imagine all the things we could do with the metals in this room. [Imagine all the things he could make with them.]

I’m T, by the way. [He regards her with a smile as he extends his hand out for her to shake.] I think we met once when I was 21. You haven’t aged a day, of course.

[diamondhack]

[She has to peel her eyes away from all the gold, silver, platinum, you name it. She couldn't help how much the shiny things appealed to her, how much of her life is purely devoted to fashion.

The sunglasses obscure the singular blink at him. It takes her a moment to place him...

That came from the anxious mess? Time certainly worked out in his favor. She's really only grateful the sunglasses are hiding how much of an awful, exhausted mess she is at the moment.

She offers a smile and a handshake in return.] I'm sure every woman you tell that to appreciates it. You seem to be in a better state, at least.

[Definitely means more than just the anxiety and the skittish behavior.]

[voicelog]

Yeah. I’m pretty sure I was convinced I had a hangover.

[He was quite the character when he was a kid. Definitely less together than he is now. Although, his social anxiety admittedly hasn’t disappeared. It still creeps up on him every once in a while. He’s just much better at hiding it these days.] That, and I thought I had been kidnapped. [Twenty-one year old him will have to wait at least another two years before that happens.]

I remember finding you very attractive though. [He sends a small smile her way.] Can’t say my opinion has changed. [He removes his sunglasses, momentarily slipping them away.] How’s your dog? [Q doesn’t seem to be here with her.]

[diamondhack]

[She just grins at him, a little cat-like, a little charming. She was much the same, in that she was far more reckless and daring than she is now. Fight clubs anyone? Not that the itch to take down people how believe they're better than her has lessened.]

I'm glad it hasn't. I'd have been disappointed in myself if I couldn't match you play for play.

[At least his nonstop compliments alleviating her exhausted mood, even if they might be full of shit.

As if on cue, as if he heard his name being called, Q comes trotting up from behind. He barks once and wags his tail happily at the attention.

Unfortunate how they're alike like that.]

Well, I'd imagine. You can ask him yourself.

lab 6

[fallin1]

[ Someone has been following around the little curious group of humans. They are awfully touchy about things like that, so he's kept his distance. They certainly want to get home very, very quickly, and that is frustrating.

He only just started this vacation. He'd rather it not end quickly and thrust him back into the very realness of real life and dealing with his father and the deal he made. Not to mention the damned soul that his brother released in order to kill him.

They've found quite a number of different rooms with varying items, but this one has to be the most ridiculous one yet. At least the precious metals could be of use, but what could they possibly do with all of this, outside of have a massive pillow fight or a furry convention? Only as he's peeking over the other man's shoulder, his eyes narrow as they land on something glaringly obvious in the pile, and he barges past him into the room.

He stalks over to a smaller pile of stuffed toys, and immediately grabs up a cute stuffed devil plush. ]

Just what is this? Honestly, this is completely ridiculous and extremely offensive.

[ He holds up the toy in the stranger's direction. ]

I mean, there isn't any resemblance at all!

[voicelog]

[What the hell? No, seriously. What the hell?

Who decides to fill an entire lab up with stuffed toys? Did the Moira win a large supply of plushies and just happened to forget about them? This is ridiculous. Picking up a stuffed bear, Tony examines it as he ponders over whether he should even humor the thought that they might be relevant somehow. All the other rooms are resourceful. Tossing it back into the pile, he contemplates just leaving — or at least he is until someone brushes right past him. His brows lift behind his sunglasses as he watches the man pick up a devil plush and proceed to rant about it. He seems upset.

Maybe the toy is based off of some cartoon he’s never watched and the guy’s one of those fanatic fans. Or maybe he’s come across a devil worshipper. Or maybe he’s just nuts. Either way, he needs to chill. It doesn’t look that bad. Kinda cute, actually.]

I don’t know what to tell you, man. It’s red, it has horns, and it’s got a spiky tail. If they were going for the devil, then that’s a pretty accurate depiction in the world of stuffed toys. [A slight pause and an amused smile later:] Well, I guess it does look a little dorky.

[fallin1]

Which is precisely why I need to talk to a copyright lawyer and have this situation rectified. I mean, this has gone too far. I do not have horns, and I most certainly do not have a tail.

[ Just what about it was supposed to be so appealing anyways? Trying to soften the reality of where the guilty go or play it off as a giant joke? Oh, this is what to expect when one gets there? Well, now it is actually a bit worse, but that's actually his fault for leaving.

He's not sorry. ]

Dorky. Dorky? Every part of that sentence horrifies and offends me.

[ Yes, he's glaring at the plush still in his grasp. He most certainly is not dorky. ]

[voicelog]

[Wait. Hold on.

This guy can’t be serious. He thinks he’s the actual devil. Of course Tony would meet someone like this in a room full of plush. Why is he even surprised? He might as well play along. After all, what does he know? Maybe the guy is the devil back in his universe.

The possibilities are endless no matter how ludicrous they are.]

You should get right on that then. [While he’s here, he should see if he can find any interesting stuffed animals. He could get one for Hawke and Adrien. Bet they’ll appreciate it.] I’m sure there’s a copyright lawyer somewhere onboard. [He picks up a baby green elephant, giving it a light squeeze.]

And I wasn’t trying to offend you. [He puts it back, glancing over at him.] At least it’s cute. [If that helps. (Probably doesn’t.)]

[fallin1]

[ Think. Think? No, it isn't a matter that he thinks he's the actual devil he is the actual Devil. ]

You think so? Well, it's nice to know someone out there in the universe still remembers who I am. I would think the lot of you had forgotten about me with all the non-reactions I've been getting.

It's distressing.

[ He glares down at the devil toy, but then raises an eyebrow. ] I am not cute.

[ Still. Perhaps the detective would appreciate the gift. He tucks it under one arm as they continue to survey the room. ]