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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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patchricide: (46)

[personal profile] patchricide 2016-12-06 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
You had them on Earth, as well? There's more cats in the universe than I realized.

[The feline leans down and sniffs the meat carefully. Aw, yes. Even if humans prepared it, it knows that smell. It eagerly accepts the treat.]

Maybe that's why they were the best choice to defend it.

[... of course, this one is just giving Shiro looks now. Sizing him up, trying to figure out how much more meat he's hiding.]
shiro2hero: (right ok pretend to listen and look cool)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-06 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, we did. All kinds of them. Even pet-sized ones.

[He grins, when it snatches the food away. And, of course, being the dork he is, offers up another piece to the cat-alien.]

Maybe. But are they always predators, I wonder.
patchricide: (You became the moon?)

[personal profile] patchricide 2016-12-13 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
It's hard to imagine them otherwise. They're hunters. Even the tame ones never quite lose those instincts.

[But, musing it over for another second, as she watches the big cat getting domesticated...]

... I guess this would be closer to scavenging, wouldn't it?
shiro2hero: (im so proud of u nerd)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-13 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
No, they don't. Pets still do the hunting thing -- they'll bring back animals to their owners.

[He's going to keep feeding them his little portion of deer a while longer. He'll be fine. And if they can make friends, then maybe hunting will be a little easier.]

Probably. But I don't think they're going to complain either way.
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[personal profile] patchricide 2016-12-21 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a displeased squeak, and then one of the mice hops up on Allura's shoulders. It probably didn't even need Allura's telepathic thoughts to catch onto Shiro's meaning.]

That might make it hard to befriend this one, then, unless you can teach it not to bring you the wrong presents. With as many crew members as there are, and seemingly no limit on what pets they can own...

... ... ...

[Which leads her to another thought. Thinking aloud...] I wonder how much they were able to recover from the clinic. There might have been some guides on how to train this sort of animal, too.
shiro2hero: (22 seems excessive)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-21 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe this is one of the weird ones. And all it'll bring back are leaves and thistle.

[He's heard of cats doing that, after all. But it's secondhand knowledge, really. He glances over at the mouse, smiling sheepishly at it. Sorry, buddy.]

I'm not sure. I haven't been over there since we landed. But I could ask around.

[Even if he probably should have.]
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[personal profile] patchricide 2016-12-21 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
I've been helping out where I can, but I haven't been taking much stock of what getting salvaged. But maybe it's time we took a look.

After all, if the captains had information on this area already, there might be something about the wildlife. And how we can train it to fetch shoes instead of mice.
shiro2hero: (which selfie filter do i use)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2016-12-21 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
We probably should. I know what I've got on me, but ... knowing what we have to work with could be important.

[He pauses, thoughtfully.]

... Or if we could get them to help us bring in the deer.
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[personal profile] patchricide 2017-01-03 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Shiro gets a... more or less neutral reaction to stockpiling on deer, because do we even know if Alteans eat meat? Assuming the green goo is not soylent green. ... do we know it's not soylent green???

But on the other hand, she's certainly not turning her nose at the hunting.]


Now there's an idea. Especially if we can teach them that the more deer we bring down, the more we can share with them.

[Speaking of, the space lion is licking its chops and giving Shiro a look that reads in the universal language of kitty eyes, "more please".]
shiro2hero: (time for the charm bomb to explode)

[personal profile] shiro2hero 2017-01-03 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Let's please hope it's not soylent green. Please. That's one way to make sure no one eats the green goo ever again.]

[He nods, tossing another bit of deer jerky to the cat. Someone's a sucker for kitty eyes.]


I'll do my best. It's nothing even close to the Lions... but... having a big cat around feels pretty good.