( november mini event )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: November 4th and on.
Where: The Moira.
What: The crew begin to make preparations for the Midway Hub.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!

E V E N T L O G

in the corners "all we see is nothing but empty spaces" Since leaving the Mini Colony behind, the crew has been as busy as ever trying to find a quicker way to the Midway Hub—thus a faster way home. With the help of several people, as well as the presence of the Captains (both old and new), some progress has been made. Through this process, a vote was taken to name the “new species” that Ploiatos has become due a malfunction of the Ingress, and the general consensus has settled on Mirtis (meer-tees). While the research continues to move forward at a startlingly fast rate due to the crew stumbling across Ploiatos’ workroom, the Moira’s Navigator’s health has been slowly declining. After learning that Manasseh was intricately connected with the ship, it’s easier to see why harm to the Moira had affected her; like the effects from the Caducan glass. Crew can see her going to and from the Medbay, her outward appearance slowly shifting into something that is eerily similar to that of Ploiatos. After a remark from one of the crew members about this, the Captains realize that either Ploiatos itself, the Ingress machine, or a combination of the two have begun changing Mana. And not for the better. In an attempt to keep the Moira functioning properly and to remove Mana from danger, Medbay and any tech staff, led by previous Captain Cúrre separate her completely from the Moira. In what seems like good fortune, the disjunction goes well for the Navigator, and the ship continues to run for a few days without any hitches. The Captains had announced prior what the procedure was for and when it would be completed and have sent out a follow-up message informing the crew of what’s currently going on. Unfortunately, in true Moiran fashion, Ploiatos had been using a tenuous connection with Mana to try and gain hold of the ship, and ultimately, the Ingress. When the Navigator is separated, Ploiatos’ hold becomes complete as she, unbeknownst to anyone else, had kept Ploiatos at bay, and the ship begins to change. ☄ DEEP IN DECAY When you wake up, everything aboard the Moira is dim. Maybe it’s not so unusual given the time, though there are some peculiar things about this day on the ship. There’s an acrid smell to the walls, as if something is growing where something else has died, and the air is denser, sparked with a strange energy that can be felt all around—like the static before a storm. It doesn’t take long to learn that there are also visible differences to parts of the ship. The ground has a spongy feel to it when you walk, and each step you take glows softly underfoot before slowly fading away. Too many times across the floors like this, and you begin to feel tired, sleepy. As if the very energy inside you is being drained away. Anywhere that you come into contact with the ship results in the same drowsy, exhausted effects. Luckily, certain areas will be less affected than others and offer a safer place to rest, regroup, and wait it out. ☄ PACK IT UP Even with the current events and how they’re affecting the ship, preparations still need to be made for their arrival at the Midway Hub. In an effort to keep on track with these plans, Captain Ira and First Mate Egan introduce a device that makes carrying personal belongings easier and more efficient. Each crew member is given a small, palm-sized disc with a single impression in its center and its corresponding holding container. (Usually, this is a clear carrying case, but some have converted the disc into a more wearable option.) When the first is placed on an item (clothes, bed, ship, etc.), it scans and then readjusts the matter, shrinking it down and placing it inside. Anything crew want to take with them when they leave the Moira should be stored and packed away. If there is a public item on the ship that crew believe should go with them, simply ask the other Moirans and then store it inside the PacDisc for easy travel. (A PacDisc code can be found here.)

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Comments

[knaval]

Work out? Work out what?

[math, maybe?]

[shiro2hero]

[Right, robots.]

Physically. Weights and exercising.

[knaval]

Oh, huh. I guess that makes sense.

[he snorts.]

Guess you know where the gym [pronounced "jaim"] is.

[shiro2hero]

Actually, no. I was sort of looking for the gym.

[Pronouncing it like a normal person, geez riptide.]

Guess that's how I'm spending the night tonight.

[knaval]

Oh. Well, I don't know where it is either, so I guess we're both stuck. I don't need to work out, though.

[he grumbles a little momentarily.]

You should see if you can get sedatives from medibay. Ratchet made some for me for, uh. Reasons.

[shiro2hero]

Really? No robot muscles to work out?

[He's sort of kidding right there.]

I'll... be all right. I'm not a big fan of sedatives.

[knaval]

Nnnno?

[whoosh.]

Yeah, me neither. Sometimes you just gotta, though.

[he sighs, looking back out the window.]

You'd think after three million years you'd be used to it...

[shiro2hero]

That was a bad joke, actually. I didn't think you really had them.

[HAHAHAHAHA he's hilarious isn't he.]

Three million... how old are all of you?

[knaval]

Well, I'm about three and a half million. Most other Cybertronians on board are about 5 million plus, except Bee and Sideswipe. Bee's a baby, he's less than a thousand and Sideswipe is a couple thousand.

[he shrugs.]

We're long-lived, what can I say?

[shiro2hero]

That's incredible.

[He means it, too. Oh, man. Pidge is going to have a field day with these guys.]

I guess that makes us babies too, huh?

[knaval]

Kinda! I mean, it's hard to explain.

[not really. he just doesn't want to say it.]

Time is weird.

[shiro2hero]

The oldest person I know is only...

[Well, wait.]

Okay, I don't know exactly. Ten thousand. And a few hundred more.

[Coran how old even ARE YOU.]

[knaval]

Huh. I don't even remember being that young.

[long lived organics are rare, but not unheard of.]

How old are you?

[shiro2hero]

Really?

[And now he shrugs, running a hand through his hair.]

Twenty-something. Not sure exactly anymore.

[knaval]

That's tiny.

[riptide watches shiro, briefly imitating the gesture. his hand clinks off his head decoration.]

Jeez. I was still fighting in Simanzi when I was 20... what do you do?

[shiro2hero]

Tiny...

[Wow, he actually cracks a grin at that. It's fleeting, but hey! It was there.]

Can I ask what Simanzi is? I've never heard of it. [And then, a little uncertainly -- because more than one person has made confused faces:] I lead... Voltron. Ever heard of it?

[knaval]

It was the battle I was created to fight in.

[which lasted for over 20 years! yay!]

I haven't, no. What is it?

[shiro2hero]

You were made for one battle?

[And now...]

A non-sentient robot. My team and I pilot it.

[knaval]

Yeah. Survived it and I'm still goin'

[riptide just snorts.]

That's weird. You know, to me that's weird. Being inside a giant mechanical being and piloting them.

[shiro2hero]

Well. Congratulations, then.

[He totally means that, too. Good for you, giant metal guy.]

It's a lot like flying a ship. [With an alien autopilot occasionally yelling at you when you're doing something stupid.] But I guess that would be weird for someone who's already mechanical.

[knaval]

What does it look like? Is it humanoid?

[just gonna ignore simanzi ok]

[shiro2hero]

[That's fine, he won't push it.]

It is, in the end. It starts out as five lions.

[knaval]

[he snorts a laugh.]

Oh, my god. Humans are so weird!

[shiro2hero]

Hey, in our defense, we didn't build it.

[knaval]

Who did? Was it sentient lions? Oh, my god! Have you met Ravage?!