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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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villainry: (i do what i want thor)

[personal profile] villainry 2016-12-22 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[He notes that lack of recognition and is both relieved and mildly disappointed. He resents the self-righteous scorn with which his name is too-oft spoken, but nothing at all is almost as irksome. It's illogical to assume that word would pass to every realm, and even the galaxies beyond his own, but it sends a strange sensation up his spine regardless of logic.

It is, however, a clean slate, and a kindly (and if he's lucky, gullible) one at that. The posture and body language only speak to awkwardness and the trepidation that follows when most meet a stranger, nothing telling beyond it. The handshake even lasts an appropriate amount of time without lingering.

Good. He hates overstayed welcomes.]


The "ship in general" was still an unfortunate circumstance, it seems. I've seen worse, though it might be difficult to tell from that pantry.
otiosity: (Default)

[personal profile] otiosity 2016-12-22 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
I never stay safe. You vastly overestimate me.

[She sniffs and then makes a dramatic face. But it falters when he squeezes her. It surprises her that she's been craving affection.]

It's nothing like that. I mostly sleep or bother Tony all day.
carltoaction: (pic#10323377)

[personal profile] carltoaction 2016-12-22 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah. From home. Though he is disappointed to say the least that he couldn't get to the weapons on the ship when everything was happening because he was the Weapons Specialist and it would have been easy to stock up on more for him and his group.

He takes note of her where her eyes fall and smirks just a moment at her approval. To be fair, though, it's the first time he thought of picking up debris for the purpose of using them as weapons and Girl's words are reassuring he's got the right ideas.]


That's the idea. In case those monsters come back. [Comes an agreeing tone and a gesture to the caves around them. His attention moves back to his gun with a nod after.]

Yeah. There's only 'bout half a round of bullets left in each of them, too.

[And the monsters deserved it!]
villainry: (feels bad man)

[personal profile] villainry 2016-12-22 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Better than starving." I'm afraid we'll have to agree to disagree--that is if you survive thrashing around ill on the floor.

[Drama queen of the highest order.]

I would be mildly put out.

[She's the only thing approaching even a farce of friendliness; he would be more than "mildly" anything should that hyperbolic over-exaggeration come to pass. But he antagonizes it because he must. He might be confessing actual feelings otherwise, feelings he told himself long ago he was incapable of and refused to allow again. Loss, openness to the point of betrayal, yet more loss.

If he destroys himself, no one else gets the pleasure of saying they could.]
villainry: (dicks out for captain america)

keywords yw

[personal profile] villainry 2016-12-22 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He eyes the "gift" with a forced, joyless smile; no wonder the Captain likes this one, she has the same tendencies for self-serving martyrdom as he does.]

And what would Captain Rogers think, fraternizing with the enemy like this?

[Her "charity" be damned.]
fluidsea: (Madison: Embarassed Grin)

[personal profile] fluidsea 2016-12-22 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Excuse you space-lady, it's mid 2000s thank you very much.

Madison quickly spotted the vehicle pulling up and inwardly was vas one part embarrassed, two parts ashamed. She should have known better than to try to use her Morpher like that in public. She didn't know at all what dangers lay ahead for her, and Maddie knew she hadn't encountered any of her friends. So she was naturally a little on edge thanks to the age slip. Madison thought about hiding her Mystic Morpher but she figured the clothes would give her away anyway. "You saw that whole thing didn't you?"
orplasmic: (21)

[personal profile] orplasmic 2016-12-22 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ It takes him a moment to realize she's laughing at him. What a little brat. He rubs his face with his good hand and tries to think of a way to get her to cooperate long enough to pass her off to one of the doctors back with the crew. ]

...Do you know Tenenbaum? German lady who protects the little sisters.
neverheardofhim: (srs bsns)

[personal profile] neverheardofhim 2016-12-22 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
I was afraid you were going to say that. [He grimaced. How fitting would it be to lose her just as he got her back?]

[There certainly was no hiding his relief when she admitted that it was merely a role of being an annoyance. He didn't believe it, at least not entirely (if danger truly presented itself, Hawke would find it), but he could fake like he did.]

[Not to mention fake his way through yet another pang of jealous in the process.]


I'll have to give this Tony a piece of my mind. Occupying your attention. Bastard.

swarm_embrace: (pic#9635138)

[personal profile] swarm_embrace 2016-12-22 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
Don't pull anyone away from something important for a headache.

[As terrible as the headache is, she's certain she's not going to die from sudden psionic disruption.]

I'm not the lucky one in this situation, but they say any landing you walk away from is a good one.
neverheardofhim: (leaning over musing)

[personal profile] neverheardofhim 2016-12-22 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Again with having a point. If Varric had any trace of distaste left, it was quickly being chased away by the mage and his quick wit. It was the same sort of thing that had endeared the dwarf to Anders from the beginning.]

[The same thing he had missed once it all went to shit.]


You tell me. Half the shit I believed in was obliterated a week ago. Hard to come to terms with that. [Cheered as he was by Anders' presence, a lingering sort of bitterness continued to churn in his gut. This Blondie might have endeared himself to him, but it didn't change what he had witnessed in his old life.]

[Trying to deal with all that was difficult, especially without something a drink.]
unaffluent: (Shotgun Blues)

[personal profile] unaffluent 2016-12-22 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Adam's also again taken aback by the apology because honestly, he'd been staring and that was rude.]

I didn't mean to startle you. [Or stare but that felt an awkward thing to apologize for.] Did you just get here?

[He wonders briefly if like the way his watch had morphed into his wrist if something too had caused this person to change somehow. That definitely doesn't feel appropriate to ask given the way he'd made a first impression.]
alterplex: (16.)

[personal profile] alterplex 2016-12-22 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Venom's line of work requires a degree of attention to detail and subtlety. The fact that Carl has seen police dogs as puppies is a giveaway to the fact that he had some sort of access to service-related facilities, which makes sense: the kid is sharp. Disciplined.

The latter bit of Carl's statement is more of a mystery than the rest, though, and Venom reacts to it with a sidelong glance, a hint of inquisitiveness coloring his single eye.
]

Why not?

[ 'Before' implies that something happened to... wipe out police dogs? That doesn't sound promising, no matter how blithe Carl's delivery of that fact is. ]
villainry: (i don't want to live on this planet)

[personal profile] villainry 2016-12-22 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Loki sighs at first, and attempts not to answer, but the idiot boy is wasting time, and his patience finally snaps.]

What purpose would that serve? Decide, boy, you waste time otherwise.
otiosity: (only one in kirkwall not crazy)

[personal profile] otiosity 2016-12-22 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
You knew I was going to say that. [A simple correction.] Unless you're into the business of underestimating me.

[Speaking of, Hawke is completely oblivious to Varric's jealousy. It's something she never imagined. She and Varric were always close. There was no one else who could ever compete. Now things have changed but Hawke herself has not.

You can try. But he'll mostly act unimpressed and like you're a bother to him because that's his thing. Also his lover just showed up so he's probably busy trying to figure out how to not damage his old man back without a bed.
heisenbitch: (💊 tough)

[personal profile] heisenbitch 2016-12-22 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Smoke drifts and curls lazy into the dark air from Jesse's cigarette while he watches the kid. ]

You sure? 'Cause I don't think I've seen your face around here before.
neverheardofhim: (srs bsns)

Sorta cobbling together headcanon + wiki + videos here. How do wicked grace

[personal profile] neverheardofhim 2016-12-22 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Is this her being friendly? The weird voice and flat looks made it hard to tell. He gave the woman a wary look, half-anticipating her lunging across the makeshift table and clawing at his throat]

[He wasn't surprised at the wave of relief that rocked over him as she simply asked for help.]


You really don't know what you're doing, huh? [He reached up to rub at his forehead, before lowering his hand once more. With it came the deck, which he laid face up. He studied the cards for a moment before plucking four out and sliding them over to Kerrigan.]

Serpents, songs, Angels and Knights. [Varric prodded the respective cards as he spoke.] Some of the terms are interchangeable, Drakes to Serpents, Knights to Blades. They've all got numbers to them, too. Got it?
fluidsea: (Madison: Heart Breaking)

Week 3

[personal profile] fluidsea 2016-12-22 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Madison was not liking her current situation much. So in a way to fix that and to make herself useful to the others sent here by the Ingress, she looked for anything useful. She hated stealing from people that used to live on this place but she knew the current situation gave them no choice in the matter. While searching Madison came across an older woman than her (despite the Ingress changing her age, she looked like 31 even though she was about ten years younger than that.) She cautiously approached the woman, not knowing about the trap previously.

"What happened?"
neverheardofhim: (let me tell you why you're a little bitc)

[personal profile] neverheardofhim 2016-12-22 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
I've written a book on you, Hawke. I think it's safe to say I know you better than yourself. [At least he had that over anyone else. People could read the books all they wanted, but they'd never experience Hawke at her best, at least not in the way he had.]

[He could take comfort in that.]


What kind of man can't take fooling around without a bed? [No kind of man he wanted to know. But maybe that was just the residual jealousy speaking. Still, by all accounts he was getting up in his years, but he still felt like he could have a romp on the rocky ground and be no worse for wear.]
swarm_embrace: (pic#9635133)

[personal profile] swarm_embrace 2016-12-22 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Kerrigan nodded. Four suits sounded reasonable enough.]

Yes. Four suits? That's not too different from the cards I know, aside from the fact that they're not as fanciful as those.

[Not that she'd ever been welcome at tables while soldiers were playing cards: no one trusted a telepath not to cheat. But it gives her something to do, learning a new game and looking at the art on the cards.]
heisenbitch: (💊 gentle)

[personal profile] heisenbitch 2016-12-22 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jesse hears that wheel trundling over the rocky ground, and while the creature he's feeding takes a couple of startled steps back, Jesse peers at the box-shaped thing with a slightly weirded out look on his face. Slightly because after all the shit he's seen leading up to and after the Moira crashed? A trundling box is pretty small fry. At least the thing ain't a 30-foot tall robot like Riptide.

Still. His brows go up with dubious curiosity when it speaks. And... the hell with the heart-shaped image on the grid screen? ]


...Yo.

[ Said like a greeting, but also like "...what the hell're you supposed to be?" 'Cause he's not really sure what to say to a box-shaped robot with a love heart in front of him. ]
shiro2hero: (22 seems excessive)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-22 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
It's not weird, I'm just...

Well. I'm surprised that's all you want.
unaffluent: (Bad Apples)

[personal profile] unaffluent 2016-12-22 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Adam's still not particularly keen on this but he's also not the type to be unhelpful either.]

Sure. [He offers his hand so he can help pull him up and then support him.]

Where exactly are you headed?
takeitslow: ([Heavy])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-12-22 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
If the circumstances had been different, if he'd still had his powers or the ship hadn't crashed or whatever had come over J that day had never happened, she would have been one of the first faces he'd go looking for. But circumstances weren't different. It wasn't that he was avoiding her, per say, it was just that he didn't seek her out once Lizzie had given him the go ahead to leave. Seeing her now, when he feels like he's hit a new low point, isn't exactly how he hoped things would go once he finally decided they should meet again.

"You always did know how to sweet talk me," Peter says, voice forcefully even. The feedback loop of the water and exhaustion made it easier to keep himself steady. He simply didn't have the energy to run away or to be nervous. It didn't keep him from looking over her though, worried searching over everything she had to offer. At least she looked alive, healthy. She looked better than he felt and some small part of him found comfort in that.

"I'm awful company." It seems only fair to warn her.
takeitslow: ([Unsure])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-12-22 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Because he's clearly not there.

[Snort.]

Right. [Wait.] You don't actually think that, do you?

[He does not want to be the evil adult crushing dreams here.]
takeitslow: ([Goodtime])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-12-22 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Try me when we hit the Hub. The captains' made such a big deal out of it that it's got to have some great entertainment.

[Peter has to laugh. He would have taken the trick the old fashioned way, but he's never going to deny someone a chance to show off.]

Hey man, you say you can do it and I'll play along. Get blinded dude. I'm ready to be wowed.