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Thán ([personal profile] hohnkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-12-02 06:54 pm

december event log

Who: Everyone
When: December 1st and on
Where: The Midway Hub.
What: With the Moira destroyed, the crew travel to the center of the Hub.
Warnings: Potential violence. Lots and lots and lots of walking. Please label your content


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the outer gate
"Open up, and let them in."

The Moira is no more.

With the damage done to the ship due to the timeslip, all that remains is a burning wreckage and parts to be taken—if the crew can find anything in the pieces. Recovery and headcounts are the main objective for the first several hours of being planetside, and once things have settled just enough, Captain Ira calls for a meeting and addresses those who are able in person to explain the situation. He draws a rough map of the area and explains where he believes they are - according to the terrain - and where they must go. For anyone who’s listening, he describes things like an “Outer Gate”, an “Inner Gate” and “gate sectors”. Believing this to be the best course of action, all crew are asked to explore and gather what they think they’ll need to make the long journey towards the central point of the Hub. Because the MIDs are no longer working due to the lack of a network, the Captains distribute a newer tech called the TAB. It serves the same functions as the MID but is lighter, slimmer, and has the ability to stick to any surface.

WELCOME TO THE MIDWAY HUB






Now that the smoke from the crash has cleared, and injured crew have been tended to, the Captains get everyone ready for departure by explaining what they know of the Hub. Almost stone-like, the creators built a domed workspace in the largest solid space on the planet they could find. Gates are the only way inside, and anyone who catches a glimpse of the compound will see that parts of the dome are cracked. Yet, everything still appears to be relatively intact. The Midway Hub’s terrain is very rocky and difficult to walk on at times. Below the surface is a honeycomb of intermittently dense and brittle stone that makes travel difficult due to the unpredictable nature of what lies beneath the crew’s feet. Those who can develop the tech from what’s left of the debris might be able to create something to determine which route is the safest. Ships and small crafts can be used to fly, but landing is a problem—rocks jut up in sharp peaks and the clearer spots can't handle their weight. Vegetation is sparse, consisting of twisted dark gray thistles that have sprung up from cracks in the rock and burn when in direct contact with skin, and what could be considered small animals here can be seen scurrying away the closer crew get to them.

WEEK ONE
Crew are asked to hook cryo beds together and to use any appropriate vehicles that can be made or fashioned to fit the terrain to carry injured crew on the journey to the center of the Hub. Supplies are gathered, and the Captains, as well as any crew who want to, give the Moira a proper sendoff, heads bowed as they say goodbye to what’s been their home. Traveling starts out slowly, a line of a hundred-plus crew members making their way slowly forward. Stops are frequent, but camping for rest only occurs at night. Crew are assigned watch shifts, fires are built, injured tended to, and those who are able are asked to explore nearby caves and hunt for food.

Something akin to deer, though striped and only to be found in pairs, can be stumbled across at night. Throngs of dark purple mammels begin to follow the Moirans on their trip as well. They are friendly, curious, and eat the thistle. Meet the intelligent, watchful predators that aren’t easily scared away and follow the crew from a distance as if waiting to pounce. The thistle can be eaten, but only if cooked first, and those who sample the chewy plant raw will experience a burning sensation in their throat that doesn’t go away until the cooked version is consumed. During the first week, water can’t be found.

Anyone who does hunt, gather, or explore should make sure to that their TABS are on and it’s suggested that nobody goes alone.

Nearing the end of the first week, an Ingress can be spotted close by that crew can explore. If anyone dares to go inside, they will find the texture of the ground and surrounding walls to be rather soft. If inspected closely, crew will discover that what they originally thought to be rock is actually a living organism that’s fed off the energy of the Ingress it’s attached itself to. It’s not harmful and squishy to the touch. If pressed hard enough, it secretes a turquoise liquid with the consistency of water that might make a good substitute for that very thing.
WEEK TWO
When crew finally pass through the sector gates, a strange sensation encompasses them, and a depowering of sorts goes into effect. The creators put in security measures meant to put all visitors on equal footing as well as to protect themselves from harm. All crew will essentially have the strength and abilities of the average human. An unforeseen issue, this causes Captain Thán to slip into a coma as he is no longer able to continue to recover at a steady pace, and with the loss of the former Captain’s abilities, crew can no longer be brought back if they die. For the first time, all Moirans are subject to permanent death.

During this week of travel, broken ingress machines and parts will be found scattered among the rocks, and new crew will come through. Unfortunately, these Ingresses aren’t in good shape, and anyone coming through will be in varying states of distress—some physical and some mental. New individuals will either have suffered an age slip, growing older or younger than their original body, some form of body transformation (perhaps that shiny thing they were wearing is now part of them somehow), or an extreme weakness they had never been subjected to before arriving on the Midway Hub. The new people will be offered to join their group, once found, and seasoned crew will be asked to explain to them where they are going and what they know.

The rest of the week will be a mix of greeting the new arrivals and continuing to travel to the center of the Hub. The closer they get, the less frequently they’ll see animals, and more caves will begin to pop up.
WEEK THREE
Entering the third week of travel, settlements and houses begin to crop up and are prime areas for exploration and general supplies. Those who go inside may find items that have been left behind and evidence showing that those of varying species and cultures lived in the homes. Some appeared to have been scientists while others were explorers, but all living quarters are deserted. Crew who are less lucky in their search might come away with no fresh supplies, and others might walk into traps or safeguards left behind by previous tenants; these come in many forms, from mild paralysis to temporary unconsciousness. As there are more residences, there are also more caves. The entrances vary in size, and light sources will be needed to explore. Once inside, crew can find purple underwater streams, which can be consumed, and glowing surfaces. When crew drink the water, it temporarily restores powers, a few minutes tops, and then, extreme lethargy settles in for a couple of hours.

Further into the cave systems, crew will come across these lovely creatures that are attracted to sound and track through scent. They are highly dangerous and attack simply to feed. Killing them, though, is surprisingly simple as they are just as vulnerable and weak as everyone else. They are vicious in demeanor but only as strong as an average human.

The closer to the Inner Gate crew get, the less homes, wildlife, and more caves there will be.
WEEK FOUR
The Captains, aware that the crew is exhausted, stop and make camp for the first few days. Someone mentions that it’s the holidays where they’re from, and the Captains do their best to throw a party. Set up at the base of a cave, tents are built and fires roar. Soft music is played in the form of guitar, thank you Ira, and Cúrre brings out some legumes that taste like cherries when roasted. There isn’t much in the way of decorations, but crew are encouraged to dig through their pac-discs and contribute to the festivities.

After a brief respite, crew learn that the entrances to Gate A and Gate B are inside one of the caves but any signs or markings have long since worn away or been destroyed. Groups are split, TABS are synced, and crew explore carefully until an entrance is found. Crew discover Gate A first, and all crew are contacted to gather there. The Captains will remain at the cave entrance until all crew are accounted for, and then, they’ll enter through the gate together.

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potentialed: pls dnt (Default)

[personal profile] potentialed 2016-12-19 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
A tool for interdimensional travel!

[ He snaps as he's looking at the ground, thinking that that should cover it. he nearly trips and falls to the ground again but manages to catch himself before that happens, straightening himself back up and looking up at the sky. He sees more than one satellite in the sky before he's looking back to Natasha. ]

Do you know where we are?

[ Because it sure as shit isn't Earth. At least not the one he knows. ]
gainedlove: (* Something)

[personal profile] gainedlove 2016-12-19 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Y-you...?

[What?]

[Why?]

You...you don't gotta. I'll be okay.

[Why does everyone keep...trying to protect them? Putting themselves out like this, inconveniencing themselves fro Frisk's sake...this isn't how it's supposed to go. This isn't how it ever was before.]
gainedlove: (* Snail Pie)

[personal profile] gainedlove 2016-12-19 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Really? You don't have anythin' else?

[That does sound troublesome...it must be heavy wearing armor like that all the time. Even Undyne and Reinhardt need time out of their suits! Papyrus hadn't, but...]

[...maybe they shouldn't think about that.]

I don't think I've got anythin' that can fit for you...'m sorry. But--um! That's really fast! I can't get that fast even runnin'!
arcreact: so i found myself puking in the middle of times square, in a three piece suit. a spongebob came by and patted my back ((914) hangover didn't kick in until 4pm)

[personal profile] arcreact 2016-12-19 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's true enough; without the armor and its infinitely convenient HUD display, his observational skills are reduced to, well. What they normally are. One eyebrow ratchets up the moment he hears the familiar voice, wheeling around to stare at her properly through the dim lighting.

Well, he'll be damned. ]


Y'know, suddenly, I'm actually not all that interested. [ He looks taken aback, a touch amused - all good signs, probably. ] I didn't realize this cave was full of deadly spiders, or might not've wandered into it alone.
pidge_out: (ehhhh not really paying attention)

[personal profile] pidge_out 2016-12-19 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[An amused smirk appears for just a brief second before Pidge's attention is right back on her work.]

Information on what? What's even useful to know out here?
shiro2hero: (no i dunno the lyrics to Go The Distance)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-19 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah, I didn't think this would take that long."

But now he looks like he should have thought of that, too. Just in case. He pats at the armor with his free hand, like that's going to miraculously turn up a new result. No luck.

"Let's go with the old standby -- if there's good air, go that way."

He flicks his flashlight to the nearest tunnel. That one.
unaffluent: (Estranged)

[personal profile] unaffluent 2016-12-19 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Adam makes a face when it's offered to him and he shakes his head, watching him with the lighter. He's not really into the drug thing, especially not with Kavinsky. Adam frowns when kavinsky keeps on talking and it doesn't make sense at first what he's trying say.

He ignores the bong and stare at Kavinsky]


Care to try that again in plain English? [Because while he understands the actual words Kavinsky is saying he's not sure he understands their meaning.]
pidge_out: (look up to you)

[personal profile] pidge_out 2016-12-19 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a bit of hesitation before Pidge decides to go ahead and follow. Though of course she pulls out her bayard first. Just in case it becomes necessary.]

Have you been exploring a lot of the caves here so far?
pidge_out: (w o w you're weird)

[personal profile] pidge_out 2016-12-19 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks over once again, face blank and expressionless.]

...I'm kind of an exception.
shiro2hero: (sad dad had bad)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-19 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[He stares at it for a long moment. But doesn't move to take it just yet.]

Pidge... are you sure?

[He knows she is even before he asks. But he's got to ask -- just in case she changes her mind for some reason. Maybe she doesn't want the reminder. Or maybe it's just her being practical.]

[Either way, he wants to be absolutely sure.]
cifrado: (probably keep my pretty mouth shut)

three

[personal profile] cifrado 2016-12-19 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's not sure why there's a kid out here. Or, well, she sort of knows, but, really- there seems to be enough adults around that they should at least have protested. But here they are, and the kid certainly looks like they're out of their league - especially with that whole whipping-around thing as if they're to confront a monster.

Sombra, for her part, hardly makes a sound. But she does drop her camo well before she comes in to view of the child, her subtle glow marking her presence.]


Solo yo. Find anything interesting?
pidge_out: (teeeeeasing yooooou)

[personal profile] pidge_out 2016-12-19 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[The display reminds her of exactly that, as well as the tech on Allura's castle ship and the lions. So really it just gets Pidge's eyes to kind of light up a bit behind her glasses.]

Let's go purple. Close enough to the opposite end of the spectrum from green.
grandpaladin: (back in my day everyone was alive)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-12-19 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
It would be wrong to just take things. People have lived here. Maybe they have died here.

[He's got a small collection of odds and ends -- sharp bits of metal that were probably knives at some point. What looks like a rusted toolkit. Some old blankets and cookware.]

[And a worn, faded image of two beings -- some kind of alien race, but, from the position of the two, they meant something to one another.]


I will honor them.

[He's placed it on the remains of a table, along with a bit of the thistle they've all been eating lately. Like an offering.]
pidge_out: (are you questioning me?)

[personal profile] pidge_out 2016-12-19 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[That has Pidge turning around slightly, blinking in surprise and confusion. She doesn't recognize this woman (new arrival, maybe?), which is definitely something that strikes Pidge as odd. She's fairly certain that not a lot of people find her particularly approachable, especially when she's not around any of her teammates.]

I wouldn't say "fake." [She turns back, glancing briefly at the plate of food.] Just... weird, I guess.
pillz: (another icon with tongue stuff in it)

cw quite a lot of sex negativity

[personal profile] pillz 2016-12-19 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Take Andyr for example, [kavinsky then pauses again, unhelpfully, to take another hit. breathes like a dragon once again, then sniffs once, loudly, not bothering to clear the smoke out of the glass implement. he just tosses it down on the bed instead.] Me?

Save his life three times. Save his relationship with dear old Gansey. Teach him everything about dreaming that I know. Teach him more. Give him a car. [break into his house. kidnap matthew. luckily we all recognize that kavinsky's version of events is not generally accurate.] But two months with a angry fucking space midget, and Lynch puts out. Bonus: got the guy to try and kill me. You could tell that was their fucking pillowtalk. That's what he does, Trailer Park. Talk some Catholic shit on Sunday, slut around the rest of the week.

You maybe wanna let Gansey know. Could be Hepatitis.
pidge_out: (just a little smile)

[personal profile] pidge_out 2016-12-19 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods, waving the tie a little bit as further encouragement for Shiro to take it.] I'm pretty sure she'd need it more than I do. Long hair and all.

Plus it'll probably go better with her outfit. [She grins and shrugs. Funny, right? Because Pidge's clothes are all... boyish and green. Lighten up, Shiro!]
cifrado: (he's on a throne he's saying i should)

week two semi-wildcard

[personal profile] cifrado 2016-12-19 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's hard to mistake the outfit. She remembers it from media postings, and as such, keeps her distance...at least, initially. When she's caught just enough of a glimpse at her back to be Concerned, when the prickling feelings distract her beyond measure, when her coat feels like it's not fitting anymore...

She still has it on when she noses about the area, the smell of espresso attracting her attention as well. Huh. Well, at least it looks comfortable here.]


¿Doctora?

[-wait is that a dog]
shiro2hero: (c'mere u nerd ilu too)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-19 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, maybe he really was over thinking this. But that's what he's supposed to do, right? Overthink so no one else has to.]

[He'll crack a little smile, though, and reach over to take it. Squeezing her shoulders in that one-armed hug again.]


Okay, okay. Fair enough.
gainedlove: (* LastDream)

[personal profile] gainedlove 2016-12-19 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not...it's not your fault.

[It never was. None of it was.]

I'm s'pposed t' protect you. I was supposed to keep you safe...k-keep everyone safe. But I can't...I can't...

[Their breath hitches and they hold Asriel tighter still. Selfishly clinging when they're the reason he's hurt in the first place.]

I don't...I don't wanna go back, either. But it's...it's just going to...

[RESET. Again, do it again, over and over until it loses all meaning, until it's all just lines to learn, secrets to ferret out. Can't get that happy ending because you never earned it in the first place, can't stay where you want because things like us never deserved something like that.]
arcreact: (tinkering the first)

[personal profile] arcreact 2016-12-19 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I was gonna tell you I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm pretty sure I met one here while stone-cold sober, so...

[ He sniffs distastefully. The nonsense his life has come to. Anyway.

He lifts the little device in his hand and wags it back and forth. ]


If this thing registers the human-sized change in topography within the rock formation, I'll know it's at least partially working.

[ Also, he gets to watch somebody fall in a hole, so there's that too. ]
krasnayapautina: phenom @ dw (civil war [29])

[personal profile] krasnayapautina 2016-12-19 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ah, yes, good, friendly banter is good. Yes, she will continue on this verbal path here. Strategy: 'Pretend like everything's fine and maybe it actually will be fine' is a go.] There's all kinds of crap in caves. Look at you, you're a deadly ... genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. [Said with a slight laugh. Okay, so maybe it didn't roll of the tongue as well as "deadly spider", but she echoes his words from years ago back to him anyway.]

Are you new to this -- [she gestures with a hand, as if to say 'whole alternate world', 'planet', 'universe', whatever] -- too?
krasnayapautina: phenom @ dw (civil war [27])

[personal profile] krasnayapautina 2016-12-19 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[She reaches a hand out as if to start to steady him before he does it himself.] Maybe sit down. Before you nearly faceplant again. [Someone lacks a first aid kit and this someone is her.]

Nope, I sure don't. But if this isn't your first inter-dimensional rodeo, and even you don't know, I'm not sure that bodes well. [Just saying.]
unaffluent: (Attitude)

[personal profile] unaffluent 2016-12-19 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Adam's eyes widen ever so slightly when Andyr's name is brought up into this. He crosses his arms, watching Kavinksy's every movement. The retelling of events completely and utterly flawed but there's no time to correct him because what followed next has Adam feeling sick.

He stays quiet, staring at Kavinsky as he reruns what he's just been told. On it's own he might not be inclined to believe it but he remembers the one card reading he'd done with Andyr. Page of Cups, reversed, emotional excess, distraction, seduction. He feels bile raise in his throat.]


You're full of shit. [He forces out all the same but there's no venom where there should be because for once Kavinsky might actually have it right and Adam tries not to let how the knowledge rocked him but his face is crumpling despite trying to put up an impassive mask.]
cifrado: (in its pain)

3

[personal profile] cifrado 2016-12-19 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's a fascinating demon. All claws and snarling and fierce, feral strength like a monster- but she's 'friends' with another monster, and so, once the threat's over, she makes her approach. Not quite a sycophant - she's too proud for that, even with everything else considered - but there's certainly something just that side of deferential in her tone, her posture. A straight-backed respect and admiration in an appeal to whatever ego this woman has.]

I have some water, if you need it?

[Or...whatever passes as water. Kinda weird color for it, but it hasn't killed her yet. And it's already being offered out, a clear bottle displaying the liquids inside.]
soldiergenes: (and all the lies)

[personal profile] soldiergenes 2016-12-19 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Were Snake aware of Angela's use of nanomachines on herself, a lot of things about her (or her physical appearance, at least) would make much more sense. But it isn't something that it seems wise to ask about. Questions like "why do you look so young for your age?" or "how is it that you never look exhausted like the rest of us?" aren't likely to go over well. That's Snake's assumption, at least; he should probably know better, seeing how Angela has yet to shy away from a question that he's asked.

The way she runs her fingers through his hair is what really gets to him, though, and Snake squeezes his eyes closed for a moment as he accepts the touch. He almost looks pained, but the fact that he hasn't yanked away means that it's something else. It's a rare thing in his life, for someone to touch him with this kind of gentle affection, and he hardly knows what to do with it. He's caught between wanting to melt into the touch and knowing that it's a slippery slope he shouldn't slide down so easily.

This is the problem with someone who's touch-starved: they never quite know what to do when they actually get that thing they've been deprived of for so long.

Angela's words give him something else to focus on, and Snake shakes his head. ]
There's a lot of people in worse shape than me. I didn't think it was a priority. [ Besides, he's run into Angela anyway, so now he's sure that she'll tend to the wound however she sees fit. He doesn't actually wince when her fingers trace near his forehead; apparently he's more used to hands prodding his wounds than sliding fondly through his hair. ]

Water would be good for now. [ Snake knows he needs to hydrate, but he also hasn't seen much in the way of water sources around here, which is worrying. ] And yeah, something to pad my stomach too. Thanks.

[ It feels as if he should offer something in return, though Snake doesn't know what he has that Angela hasn't already secured for herself. He decides to express concern in one of the only ways he knows how, as he takes another look at the campsite. ] Do you have anything to defend yourself? We don't know what kind of wildlife there is out here. [ Or when it might attack all the new, warm bodies that have found themselves on the planet's surface. ]