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

[arcreact]

[ It takes until, like, the fifth random ice chip collides with his neck before he straightens up sharply, eyes narrowed.

He wheels around to glare at her, using the exact same intonations he uses on the bots back home when they're being particularly gleeful in their AI defects. ]

I will murder you in cold blood and shoot your body out the airlock, don't think I won't.

[otiosity]

[Wow, she's giving him such an innocent look. Clearly, she's quite certain she's safe from murder being shoved into the airlock.]

Why does do I deserve such threats? I'm just an innocent mage getting over a bad cold. Just sitting here. Trying not to sneeze and get yelled at for that.

[arcreact]

I've never met anyone so bad at something as simple as "sitting here innocently".

[ Well. Besides himself, probably. ]

[otiosity]

Only because you have a strange bar for how many times a person is allowed to sneeze before they get told to "knock it off".

[You're bullying her for being ill! It's so cruel. You're just gonna get stared at defiantly.]

[arcreact]

[ He is unmoved. ]

And somehow, there's been a noticeable decrease in sneezing incidents since then.

[ JUST SAYING. ]

[otiosity]

Or I've gotten better at suppressing them. So they could resume at any time. [A loud defiant sniffle. Don't tempt her.] Also this stuff you gave me might actually be a potion. Are you sure it's not magic?

[She gestures to the bottle of what amounts to space Dayquil before grabbing the bottle and taking a swig of it like it's some kind of booze. Umm, best of luck to your liver girl. Maybe Tony should have explained doses.]

[arcreact]

Uh.

[ He watches her knock that back with a vague furrow growing in the middle of his brow. How the fuck is Hawke even still alive? The masses want to know. ]

Quick question, moderately-to-significantly important: what'd you do with the cap that came with that bottle?

[otiosity]

[It's the world's biggest mystery. She blinks at him and then down to the bottle.]

No idea. ...You're telling me I'm going to get violently ill from this stuff aren't you.

[arcreact]

[ Yyyeeees? ]

Well.

You might surprise me.

[otiosity]

[The world's heaviest SIGH. She sets the bottle down.]

I can't believe you tried to kill me with these things. You said it would heal me not kill me. This is betrayal at its most cruel.