december event log

[hohnkai]

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

E V E N T L O G

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. ( ooc; For questions, go here. Please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! )

Comments

Adam Parrish / OTA

[unaffluent]

Week 2

Adam had seen a lot of weird things but being on a completely different planet that he hadn't known existed and having his watch fused onto his wrist was probably the icing on the cake. He was pretty sure that Henrietta had nothing on this but he also wasn't completely sure it was all real. But time passed and logically he had to accept that he was either in some strange time warp or this was real -- or both could be true, he supposed.

Despite minimal time he had to accept his situation he thought he was doing a good job. It was odd still to be cut off from the ley lines and Cabeswater completely. If he hadn't found Ronan here he probably would have gone crazy immediately. He wandered around a bit aimlessly when he had been left to his own devices until he'd been able to find some work to keep himself occupied. He'd been at work for a bit helping pitch a tent, though he wasn't exactly sure what it was for -- they might have told him and he might not have been listening.

Week 3

[Searching caves by himself was probably not the most advisable thing that Adam has ever done. Though, he's not really by himself because other people are around too but he's also not with them either. He's heard rumors that the water here apparently restores power, it's not why he came, since he's not sure he has any power to restore anyway but he's curious.

He's also not paying attention as he gets distracted by the glowing surfaces that almost look magical to him and he trips, though he's not sure whether it's over his own feet or something out as he reaches out to grab something to steady himself, cursing:]

Fuck!

Wildcard

[Anything goes.]

week 2

[pillz]

[hard to know when kavinsky realizes he's here. adam doesn't see him during the long day hikes, nor at dusk, when some of the hunters come back to share out the meat. not when andyr checks on him, or ronan offers his whatever-passes-for-sexy-affection-and-comfort-when-you're-ronan-lynch. after the days grind on, adam might begin even to wonder if the rumors of his untimely resurrection had been exaggerated.

the week's nearly over, when kavinsky appears like batman in a cheesily edited scene. one moment, adam's kneeling to hammer down a tent stake. the next, kavinsky's there, leaning against the fabric wall. thanks to the work of others, it's actually strong enough to bear up against his weight. he's eating a twizzler. or red vine. hard to tell from this distance. especially when adam's likely distracted a bit by the fact kavinsky's neck, jaw, spreading down into the collar of his uniform, is all over a spectacular array of slow-fading bruises.]

What up, trailer park?

[unaffluent]

[In truth, as far as Adam knew, his presence was something that they were attempting to hide from Kavinsky. Something he'd never thought was a feasible feat to begin with and so when he hears that grating voice and Kavinsky's leaning against the tent in a way that seems so cocky to Adam that he wants to punch him... -- well, he's just not surprised.

The work is mostly done at this point and Adam looks up at him, eyes the candy and then returns to finishing what he's doing. He'd noticed the bruises but he also doesn't particularly care.]

What do you want?

[He doubt Kavinsky wants to have a friend chat.]

[pillz]

[kavinsky shrugs his skinny shoulders, the rough fabric of his jumpsuit scratching audibly against the shelter behind him.] Same as anybody else, baby, [he says.] Love, acceptance. A solid return in investment.

[his voice holds steady despite the shit on his neck. he always had a tinge of that smoker's rasp, which hides such weaknesses as nearly having your throat crushed, fear, uncertainty, humanity, etc., etc.]

Also the d.

[a grin flares over his face.] You bring the rest of the Spice Boys? I got news for Dongkey Kong the Third. About your boy. [ps this is funny because: ronan is actually, in fact, adam's boy, in a way he never was gansey's.]

[unaffluent]

[Could Kavinsky be anymore gross and uncouth? Probably, but Adam really doesn't want to find out. He reaches up to rub at his forehead before pushing his hand through his hair and turning his eyes to Kavinsky.

He ignores the majority of his questions being as he doesn't want to tell Kavinsky anything that he doesn't have to.]

What kind of news? [Not that it could be important but perhaps if he humors the toddler for a bit it'll go away.]

week 3

[curiousnotmalicious]

[ Adam isn’t the only one searching the caves. Curiosity is Dutch’s curse and it has led her to the caves, as well. The one she’s been poking around in is a fascinating place, but to be honest it’s also a little unsettling. The kind of place you’d expect to see as a backdrop for a science fiction movie. It’s beautiful, but also sort of scary. Nevermind that, though – She hears footsteps.

By the time Adam needs steadying, Dutch is by his side reaching out to grab his arm. ]

Hey, careful!

[ Once she’s sure he’s found his footing, she lets go of his arm. ]

Don’t want to take a tumble in here.

[unaffluent]

Thanks. [Adam says automatically when she grabbed his arm and it didn't take too long to find his footing before he glanced around again and then at her, in the limited light.]

Yeah, who the fuck knows if I'd ever get out. [Maybe he'd fall through a hole and end up back home though. Who really knew anymore.]

[week 3]

[purramedic]

[Yeah, that's... his bad. Sorry. Anders is distracted washing something in a pool of the odd water and may have left his staff in the middle of the floor, so to speak. To be fair, he expected the glowing things to shed enough light to avoid such hazards, but he'd been inside long enough to adjust to the low light and may have overestimated it.

He does, at least, become concerned as the other man cries out and falls, and stands to offer him help.]

Maker, I'm sorry. Are you alright?

[unaffluent]

[Adam probably should have been paying closer attention but he hadn't exactly been looking in the right direction to have caught it. His eyes still weren't completely adjusted, and he wondered if they were going to as he focused on the figure he now saw.

He'd steadied himself at the least, it would've been worse if he'd fallen on his ass.]

Yeah, yeah. Should've been watching where I was going better.

[purramedic]

[After a glance over to make sure the stranger really isn't injured, Anders has the bright idea to remove the hazard in the first place, and tucks the staff against his back where it belongs.]

It's rather dark in here. I should have been more careful. [He'd like to think he would have been, but this whole ordeal is throwing him through a loop.]

Have you been here long? Not... in the cave, on the ship.

[unaffluent]

[Adam shrugs, though in the dimmness of the cave it might be hard to actually see that he had. He exhales and tries not to think about the other caves he's been in recently, before landing on this planet that is.]

Like a week or so... Maybe a little longer. [He's lost track, honestly, he isn't counting the days all that closely.]

Have you?

Week 3

[neverheardofhim]

[By now, Varric was used to glowing surfaces and plundering caves. What he wasn't used to was having his shoulder grabbed just as he was readying himself to push past someone. He turned an offended glare on his assailant, but then hesitated.]

[The kid almost looked younger than Cole.]

[He clasped a hand against the boy's arm, concerned glance replacing every inch of his annoyance.]

Careful there... You alright?

[unaffluent]

[Once Adam realized he had grabbed a person he felt instantly embarrassed. It was lucky it seemed that this person didn't instantly shove him or something else. Adam exhaled as he dropped his hand away from the other's shoulder, the hand that has grasped his arm was strong which made him nervous.

Most things made him nervous lately.]

Yeah. I'm fine. Just lost my footing. I'm sorry about that.

[neverheardofhim]

[The dwarf released the kid's arm as he pulled away, instead moving to inspect his nails (as if he could through his thick gloves). After a moment of casual and feigned disinterest, he gave the boy a quick look over, before nodding to himself. He seemed to be in one piece.]

Happens a lot. You know, my people were born in places like this. Doesn't mean it rubbed off on me. I still trip on my own feet. [He glanced up, into the boy's eyes, before extending his hand.] Varric Tethras, at your service.

[unaffluent]

[Adam thought about that initial statement, he couldn't imagine that, caves being where people come from. He supposed originally that was something where humans were born in caves too but still.

Luckily, he doesn't say any such thing out loud.]

Adam Parrish, nice to meet you. [He reaches to shake his hand, which admittedly is better than random grappling when balance is lost.]

wildcard (during week 3)

[nightmarist]

[The air feels heavy when Ronan and Adam take the BMW for a spin tonight. He can't tell if Adam's particularly withdrawn or if he's simply imagining it, reading too deeply into what might simply be Adam's usual introversion. He settles on blaming his own guilt for the feeling and commits to making the best of the night, though he knows the end of it will be ugly and there's nothing he can do to fix that.

After a long drive, they reach the peak of a hill overlooking an abandoned settlement, and Ronan parks the car like he always does, as if it's going to be a typical date. But when he turns to Adam, the color drains from his face and his hands get clammy and his fingers twist around his bracelets. Being without his magic has already left him looking increasingly ill with each passing day, but now he suddenly looks even more so.]

I have to tell you something.

[unaffluent]

[Adam has had a hard time since leaving Kavinsky's tent. He knew what the other had told him wasn't a lie and he knew that he couldn't let Ronan knew that he knew but acting normal had been hard. It hurt, everything about it hurt and when Ronan would touch him he couldn't help imagining how many times he'd touched somewhere else.

How did he measure up? He isn't sure Ronan noticed him withdrawing, it's not as if Ronan wasn't without bigger problems than Adam.

The statement is enough to take Adam off guard, something out of the routine they'd fallen dinto and he feels his nerves rattle.]

What? [Ronan didn't usually preface things.]

[nightmarist]

[Ronan's tempted to preface it even more. This whole confession feels like it warrants a thousand apologies before he even begins to say what happened. But every explanation that comes to mind only sounds like an excuse, and there's no excusing any of this. So after hesitating for many seconds too long, he comes out with it:]

I've been with two other people. Here. Before you got here, and - It's not still happening, but it happened, and... Jesus, fuck.

[He feels disgusting just saying the words. He can't even look at Adam right now. Turning his face away, he glares out the windshield and twists his bracelets so tight his hands are going bloodless.]

[unaffluent]

[It's not a shock to Adam but it still hits him painfully when Ronan says it. He hadn't expected him to confess, not after being here for days, not after everything that had happened between them he would have thought the time for telling him would be before now. He rubbed his fingers over his chin as he worked to keep himself composed and not say the first things that came to mind.

After all, he had extracted the fact that Kavinsky wouldn't tell Ronan, so why would Adam tell him that he already knew? His brows furrow and a part of him wants to ask how much he's been with other people. If he misses being with them and a million other questions that he doesn't want the answer to. He can still remember Andyr pulling that card. It hadn't made sense at the time. ]

Why wait to tell me? [He said softly. Because in the end it was the only thing he could think of to say that wouldn't hurt them both and he didn't want to hurt Ronan. Somehow, Adam felt like he deserves this, that this is all because he, Adam, isn't good enough.

He'd won the lottery getting Ronan's first kiss, how could be upset that Ronan had given away other firsts to others? He forced the ache away, constricting his heart so he couldn't feel too much, just has he had been doing from that moment that Kavinsky had told him about Andyr. He'd pushed himself away, built a safe zone around himself. Everyday Ronan had assaulted the safe zone with his love and affection and even if Adam had been less forthcoming with initiating he'd not denied Ronan. He's tried to act normal.]

Wildcard @ Blue, week 3 -ish

[unaffluent]

[Since arriving, shit had progressively seemed to hit the fan and then there was a lull where everything seemed fine before again shit hit the fan and seemed on a collision course for even more disaster. But Adam wasn't complaining ... maybe a little. He's been sleeping in the backseat of the BMW every night.

This night, he's sitting on the hood of the car, waiting for Blue to come by. He'd messaged her a little earlier asking her to. It's not that he had any intentions of telling her all that's going on with Ronan, Kavinsky, Andyr and some other person he didn't know the name of but he just needed Blue. Which made him feel kind of shitty since he's been so wrapped up in everything going on he'd barely talked to her.

Was she holding up okay? He groans, dropping his head and rubbing his fingers through his hair as if he could rub away the frustration and guilt that were seeping all over him.]

[increases]

[ One of the thing Blue hates the most is being left out of the loop, specially when it concerns people she cares about. And considering she cares about enough people to count with her two hands, give it or take a few fingers, this whole thing going on between the boys that she can't quite put her finger on is seriously getting on her nerves.

So she arrives shortly after, hands in her pockets and expression neutral. Ish. ]

Hey. [ Adam doesn't look all that hot either, so her anger dissipates a bit as she draws closer. ]

Rough day at the office?

[unaffluent]

[Adam looks up when he hears Blue's voice, he tries to smile but it seems a bit empty in all honesty but he attempted it all the same.]

Something like that.

[Honestly, it's an understatement when it comes down to it.]

How you doing? [She at least doesn't look as much shit as he feels.]

week 2

[knaval]

[a giant hand comes down. like, literally absolutely massive. probably the size of a small minivan. riptide nudges the tent with the outsides of his fingers.]

Hey, dude. That looks fiddly and annoying.

[yep that's a giant robot behind u pal.]

[unaffluent]

[Adam did not expect anything to be behind him much less something nudging the tent. Something gigantic.]

Jesus Christ.

[The words come out of him before he can stop them as he's turning to look up... and up at the source of that voice.]

Christ.

[Yeah. He's very articulate.]

[knaval]

Actually, my name's Riptide.

[why do people always call him that??]