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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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warandpeace: (ιт'ѕ oĸαy ѕoмedαy)

Press R1 to use your binoculars and scan the area.

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-12-20 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
All of it looked salvageable to Miller, who thought they could use all the help they could get. One thing they were inclined to agree on. And the idea there might be something more valuable hidden in there was a sound one.

"If nothing else, this might have been their last point of refuge. So provisions, generator materials, other useful items could be hidden around."

Miller started looking around at the door for any signs of forced entry. He saw none. Good sign, he hoped.
wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (:))

[personal profile] wallride 2016-12-20 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
You never know! This could be ancient ruins!

[there he is!!!]
pleasereset: orangetavi on tumblr (I'll break their hearts)

[personal profile] pleasereset 2016-12-20 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
It's an old, familiar (painful) phrase, and Asriel almost hears it in his own voice. But it doesn't chase Asriel off or make him want to run away, all it does is make him want to reach out and pull Chara close to him - only just to see if they were real or if this was some kind of trick.

No. That was a lie, wasn't it? He missed Chara. Asriel's not even sure if he cares anymore if it was a trick or not.

Asriel reaches up to rub at his eyes, sniffing loudly.

"How... how long have you been here? Do you remember being on the ship? You just suddenly disappeared and we couldn't find you-"
wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (:D)

[personal profile] wallride 2016-12-20 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[you know what? fuck you, badou. lúcio waves his hand, using the holotech to bring up five more frogs.

all on badou.]
shiro2hero: (shit i can't believe that worked)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-20 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
... Ancient alien ruins is your idea of a good time?

[He's teasing. He really is.]
wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (jamming)

[personal profile] wallride 2016-12-20 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
Listen up, people! Darin has the right idea!

[he stops the music, holding his wub gun more like a microphone. multipurpose, aw yeah.]

I know this has been the second crash and this one was even more disastrous than the first. This one has taken some of our colleagues and our friends, but you can't let that make you give up! You ain't gonna like this, but if we give up and accept our fates here, then they died for nothing! What we gotta do, what we are gonna do, is survive, and the only way we're going to do that is together. The people here who only care about themselves, and how they can profit from this? Leave. This crew is a crew full of survivors and we're gonna do our friends proud by making it back to the creators and back home!
inconsequence: [SINS] (❤ if only you could have known)

[personal profile] inconsequence 2016-12-20 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
Frisk, it seems, remains the sole person who'd caught on quickly to the fact that the child in question is not the same one everyone seems to claim to have known. Not the right Chara, perhaps. And here they had assumed they lacked enough base characteristics for there to be any sort of deviation from them at all.

He sniffs, apparently on the verge of tears. Scared, pained, upset - regretful, no doubt, that he will once again have to incorporate this aberration into his life.

The demon that comes when it is called. Even, it seems, when it is not wanted at all.

"Frisk informed me of the details," says Chara. They missed you.

They deviated from the script. So quickly and so immediately and so effortlessly, he has drawn them astray. Could there be any other person who...?

No.

"It really is not safe for you here." Hands folded behind their back. Nonthreatening, see? He has tolerated far too much of their ugliness to have it inflicted upon him callously and without regard for what he has endured in their...absence. "You should return to the others."
wallride: (run)

[personal profile] wallride 2016-12-20 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
You know we do.

[he skates in carefully. usually it's ladies first but, well, lúcio has the weapon and the armour, so.]

What's it like where you come from?
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[personal profile] wallride 2016-12-20 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
I've never seen any, so yeah!

[how is that even a question shiro]
knaval: (*under the seaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

[personal profile] knaval 2016-12-20 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
At least five.

[that makes him an expert.]
knaval: (that glides by)

[personal profile] knaval 2016-12-20 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
Good. You had me worried, human man.
alterplex: (91.)

[personal profile] alterplex 2016-12-20 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mama has nothing to worry about, given that Venom hears that whine and immediately feels a degree of guilt for abandoning her to the cold... even if he is literally within seeing distance of her. She can literally see her two dads taking care of business a few yards away. Stop making Venom feel bad!!!!

Venom comes back looking slightly more defeated than he did before, and holds out his prosthetic to take whatever Kaz wants to pass his way to keep his hands open. Once again, he's forgetting that Kaz can use both of them now, even after 4 or so months of adjusting to the new arrangements.
]

We'll find you a shower, Kaz.

[ A gentle joke for that low mutter. ]
shadowblends: (❧ pensive)

[personal profile] shadowblends 2016-12-20 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
[And Kurt does his best to stay close, somewhat annoyed with the fact that he can't seem to keep from getting winded; the loss of his unusually high metabolism, along with his little stature are something that have continuously been hard to adapt to, but he does his best.]
brokeassgoing: (well yea)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-20 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
Suspicious tech kid.
brokeassgoing: (my anus)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-20 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
FUUUUUUUUCK YOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! I'LL SHIT ON YOU IN HELL!

[as he rolls around and screams
with frogs]
brokeassgoing: (realization)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-20 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
[he is not going to guilt Badou into carrying him okay



thats only if he stumbles or something
for now, judging by the cosmic glow coming from ahead they're probably up by the glowing water puddles by now]
shiro2hero: (all right i'll stop and ask directions)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-20 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Because His Life.]

Just head's up. If you see anything that looks like a Lion... brace yourself.
justice_from_above: (pic#10326678)

[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-20 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
That's good. I wouldn't want people to get the wrong impression of me.[She pats his shoulder as she finishes and shifts back so he can move comfortably.]

There, now Ahab can't get mad at you.
fight4theusers: ([1982] contemplating)

[personal profile] fight4theusers 2016-12-20 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Tron settles in near Alan, the Bit floating randomly above them.]

Where did you find a Bit? [His voice takes on a bemused tone... the little constructs were occasionally kept as companions for programs, though Tron never had one. He'd thought of getting Yori one, once they'd settled in, but never managed to get around to it.]
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[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-12-20 08:47 am (UTC)(link)

You have my deepest apologies, my metal friend!

knaval: (all of our bags)

[personal profile] knaval 2016-12-20 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
[he'll stay like that for a little while, just hugging and smooching this red idiot.

right up until he sits his ass down, cradling the little guy.]
fight4theusers: ([1982] unsure)

[personal profile] fight4theusers 2016-12-20 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Rinzler is still lagging, low-power, and with his own processes slowing, Tron can't immediately calculate why.] Why won't you...?

[He trails off at the belated realization. He's never seen Rinzler without the helmet. He can remove his own, a simple command to his suit, but what had he done when he was Rinzler?

He never took it off. Not back then. Not that he wasn't allowed. He just... didn't want to. Was that written into Clu's code? The desire to never see his own face... was that his own desire, or Clu's? And is this version of Rinzler the same?]


You can't, can you? You can't take it off.
shadowblends: (❧ regard)

[personal profile] shadowblends 2016-12-20 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Look, he wouldn't intentionally guilt Badou into picking him up. He likes his feet on the ground, most of the time. Stability and all.

The boy does his best to not trip over his own feet though and at the sight of the water, he ignites with a renewed vigor, picking up the pace of his run, as if it will get them both there faster.]
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Week One

[personal profile] mttbrandlegs 2016-12-20 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Night watch was something Mettaton was good at, and assigned or not, he was going to do it because when anyone else he felt comfortable chatting up was already fast asleep, what else was there to do?

Well. Other than wander a little. He's not going anywhere in particular, just rolling about like the giant, faceless box he's forced to be right now and trying to find a way to amuse himself. As it turns out, watching a scruffy human attempt to befriend one of the herbivorous creatures that followed the Moirans on their journey was actually kind of charming.

Maybe a little cute.

Mettaton remains relatively quiet as he approaches from the side, but his wheel makes it obvious he's approaching at all.]


Looks like somebody made a new friend~!

[Is this normal? Probably not. Sorry, human-he-has-not-yet-met.

What probably makes this a little more awkward is the fact that there's a distinctive heart shape being made on the grid which comprises Mettaton's face, because you're cute, man. Deal with it.]
warandpeace: (αɴd тнιɴɢѕ woɴт ever cнαɴɢe)

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-12-20 09:13 am (UTC)(link)
[No, they're never coming back for her. She just knows it. Even if she can see them moving around. Which is somehow worse.]

[He hands the canteen back to V. It's automatic- he offers to take something, and Kaz accepts. But that's all he offers. He doesn't want to encumber the better fighter of their group. But the remark gets a little bit of an exasperated face.]

I was expecting there to be an actual civilization here that could help us return home.

[...]

But I would also like a shower.

[Pretending that isn't any sort of priority on his list (even if it's at #3) at least he makes his way back towards the mouth of the Ingress.] We'll keep an eye on Mama. If she's fine, we might have to come back for more.