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the inner gate
"Let them in, and take them out."
Through ups and downs, the Moira and the crew have survived much together:
During the first wave of arrivals, the ship docks at a planet that has an addictive substance called Exuo — crew went through mood swings, heightened aggression, and fits of paranoia. Natives attempted to kidnap and sacrifice everyone.
A solar storm caused a power blip, and strange masks were found in every mailbox that gave them unusual abilities.
They reached Caducus Primary, a planet largely comprised of glass. The representative of CP accused the crew and captains of theft; however, they didn’t leave fast enough, and a skirmish caused damage to their Ingress, which ended with Caducus Primary cracking and being destroyed.
The power fluctuates and temperatures drop. One of the captains, Tipota, is found dead. This is the introduction of Ploiatos, who ended up being one of the original crew members affected by the power of the Ingress.
The Moira docks at Emiri, which was comprised of three main cities where the culture was influenced heavily by finding one’s soulmate. The company responsible for this, Link’d Inc, is incredibly popular throughout the universe. However, hints of forced unions, kidnapping, and slavery are investigated by the crew after an attack on all of the cities by a rebel group. The planet becomes locked down. Benjamin Link joins the crew and helps them escape.
Another month passes, and crew dock on Ceta. It is known for it’s unusual atmosphere and its living beings AKA sentient flying whales. They were hunted for valuable organic resources, and eventually, the crew decided to hire mercenaries from outlying planets to protect them from further death.
Soon after, the Moira stops at an abandoned prison station called Del Pascia with a resident AI (D-E-L) who was “irritated and snippy” but did not keep crew from exploring and taking items. D-E-L tried to persuade crew to stay, and when it became clear no one wanted to, D-E-L tried to infect them as she had infected those who’d remained behind in the prison. Everyone fought and escaped.
Amissis-Re is an unregistered planet that had no signs of life — the crew’s next stop. Here, they meet a “host” who had done the impossible and “fixed” the Ingress. However, she only reversed the energy of the Ingress, which created melted worlds and made it incredibly dangerous to discern reality from the time inside these worlds. The host gifts some of the crew with journals after she decides to go through the Ingress and remain there.
The Moira begins to malfunction, and those of Caducus Secondary, along with survivors of Caducus Primary, hunt the ship and those inside it for revenge. Negotiations started while crew tried to set up defenses aboard. Due to prior issues, the Ingress shuts off, resulting in the melding of Caducun glass with the ship and everyone aboard. When the Ingress finally stabilizes, the Moira is now in a different universe: the Runoff.
Some members of the crew are found on a slavery outpost in the Runoff, and others make a stealthy rescue effort to bring them back to the Moira. First Mate Egan and Captain Ira appear through the Ingress, explaining that they are the original members of the Moira designated to pilot the ship. The old captains hand over authority to them as the ship drifts into the Luminous Sea.
The ship crashes into one of the moons within the Luminous Sea where crew find a group of natives who are overly friendly. They beckon them to stay with food, drink, and much more. Unbeknownst to those who stay with them, an entire year passes. Eventually, what is wrong with the Moira is patched so they can leave.
After months of hard travel, the crew explore the wonders of the Mini Colony. A closed ceremony held on the MC caused crew to change in ways they’d never experienced before. Yet, during the festivities, someone triggered the “fear machine”, and crew suffered from phobias once back on the ship.
Those working on the Ingress pick up a signature for the Midway Hub and begin to make preparations to go there. The new species Ploiatos has become is named Mirtis (meer-tees); some of the crew kill him before things get too out of control again as they had in the previous months. The Ingress is then turned on, and the ship falls into a time slip.
The Moira crashes on the Midway Hub.
Captain Ira draws a map and encourages crew to split up and travel to the Inner Gate of the Midway Hub. Once inside the Outer Gate, crew experience de-powering — a safety protocol of those who’d worked on the Hub. Exploration and survival are a key focus during this time. They move through a network of caves to find the entrance to the Inner Gate.
After a brief respite, crew learn that the entrances to Gate A and Gate B are inside one of the caves. 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 remain at the cave entrance until all crew are accounted for, and then, they enter through the gate together.
Finally, after entering through the Inner Gate, the crew head down through a system of tunnels that lead them to an underground - and main - section of the Midway Hub. Initial scans show that there is a catacomb of rooms and hallways that seem to have been patched together hastily and messily, suggesting that the builders added on new areas as they were needed. Anyone who has abilities, and tries to use them now, will realize that they are no longer depowered as they had been for the last several weeks. Crew are allowed to explore and are encouraged to look for any evidence as to why the previous tenants are gone, as well as take any supplies found or find ways to radio out for assistance.
☄ FLOOR ONE - jan. 3rd
Deeper in, the first level of the Hub is littered with thousands of papers and notes regarding things on the Ingress. Some are highly classified while others are of the smallest consequence to anyone reading them. Upon closer inspection, some of the things listed might even make sense to those of the crew slightly familiar with Ingress technology—reports of energy distortion and time slips, effects of the energy on those traveling through it, how to isolate particular parts of the Ingress' energy and use them to transport to other places. Only a portion of these documents are legible; the majority have either been torn into pieces or charred. Smaller rooms can be found here as well, offices and labs that are only large enough to hold five or six people at a time, and within some of them, pieces of machinery and electronics can be found. Most recognizable are the circular-curved mechanisms that belong to an Ingress. Yet, rather than just one, there are hundreds. Some have been left in piles of twisted, melted hunks, and some, those parts still (probably) capable of being used if the occasion presented itself, are thrown about carelessly, tossed under desks and under chairs and even embedded in parts of the walls where they - more than likely - exploded.
Not much else can be found on this level. Unless empty cups and broken computers are justifiable as something.
☄ FLOOR TWO - jan. 4th
Crew who travel even further within the Hub will find that not all things have been deserted. Sort of. What greets anyone who explores here is the visible evidence that some sort of intense struggle happened between those who worked on the Hub and a group of outsiders. Dead bodies cover the floors, in hallways, and inside personal quarters. The one constant in the tableau is that none of them died in any sort of peace, and the visceral knowledge of that is clear by the amount of blood spilled and the putrid smell that comes from it having been sealed off for such a long time. Be careful to tread lightly and step with caution. Also, breathing the air for any more than a few seconds without some sort of filter isn’t advisable. Items worth taking might be in the form of blankets and clothes, but most of it seems to have been taken in a rush.
☄ FLOOR THREE - jan. 5th
And even further within the Hub, below the offices and labs and unfortunate death, a power source can be found. From obvious signs, it is clear that someone had lived here recently, and anyone who looks through some of the things left behind will find a list of recordings readily available to them. They are as follows:
audio log 1
audio log 2
audio log 3
audio log 4
audio log 5
☄ FLOOR FOUR - jan. 6th to the 24th
Inside the Ingress Channel, a group of fifteen have taken up a defensive position, standing in a small circle towards the back. When approached, they’ll tell crew to stay where they are; they want to talk to them but with lots of space between. There doesn’t appear to be a leader of this diverse group, but one person comes forward and asks who they are and what they were doing on the Moira as they had seen it crash. With this new group being unwilling to divulge any information, the conversation is slow to reveal anything important or useful.
Through patience and diplomatic efforts by the crew, the following is eventually discovered: these people call themselves Savrii and aren’t native to the Midway Hub. The Savrii aren’t hostile, though they are skittish at first. Their people were sent through the Ingress to destroy all the documented research on Ingress technology and energy that could be found here, taking out anyone who tried to stop them. Their mission was critical, meant to protect the universe from those tampering with such an unstable, natural force. During the incursion, the Ingress machines on the Hub were damaged, and they are what’s left of the group of Savrii that didn’t make it back through before the machine shut down. They’ve seen footage and schematics of the Moira and would have destroyed it, too, if it had landed instead of crashing. The Moirans did the job for them.
Their people don’t believe in fighting or chaos, unless the Ingress energy is being manipulated in any way. The ship was the first of its kind, created by severing some of the energy from the whole. This upset an already delicate balance and caused issues with Ingresses all across the universes. The Savrii liken it to taking a child away from its mother. When the crew explain that they were only passengers, the Savrii believe them. They lower their weapons and open the floor to peaceful discussion. From this point, crew learn that the Savrii have been surviving here as they try to fix one of the Ingress machines, which they are close to but are lacking one of the key elements. Science technicians from the Moira, who have studied the Ingress will realize that after sorting through the wreckage the part they need survived the crash, and with help, the crew are able to assist in replacing the broken element.
When the Ingress is rebooted, they send one of their group through, who returns a moment later with good news. The damage on this side didn’t affect the Ingress Complex on the other, a place where the Ingress Energy was first discovered and built around. They tell of their home, with the largest and first Ingress machine, that is a mecca of travel and culture. It might not be the crew's original homes, but the Ingress there is functioning, and they can use it.
The Savrii can go home. The Moirans are allowed to come with them.
Step through the Ingress and
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thisavrou_log2017-01-03 09:25 pm
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The true Master Sword cannot be swung by anyone but it's chosen Master.
[the only thing she says about his bold accusation]
Based on what you have told me thus far, there is approximately 57% similarity between the two. Demise would never surrender his power, not even to subdue Her Grace. At the end, it was that very hubris that lead to the Demon God's destruction at the hands of the Hero.
And so, Darin Altway, with the knowledge that possess now, what will you do with the power of the Archfiend that you possess?
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What will I do with it?!
Fi, I don't want it! I never wanted it!! All I wanted was a normal, peaceful life! All I wanted was to be normal! I've spent every waking moment of my life holding this power back because I'm afraid of what I would do! Who I could hurt!
[Maybe it's because Fi is emotionless that this is a lot easier to just blurt out. Maybe because he could convince her; strike him down now before he becomes something so much worse.]
I never asked to be bound to Diomuhr! I never asked to be used by the Archfiends and the Celestials in their sick game! I just want to be free! To be who I want to be!
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[unphased by the outburst, she fails to understand Darin's reaction. For her (for the Demon Lord, Ghirahim, who is like her) there was never anything other than their duty to their Gods. He was dedicated to his cause, just as Fi had her own]
Now that it is, there is a responsibility you bear now. You are making the conscious decision to not follow in your brother's footsteps; the ship is highly vulnerable and many aboard would have perished if it's hull had been destroyed, even before it's entry into the Midway Hub. This is a choice, one that you made.
Thus, what will you do?
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[Darin trails off as he looks down at his hands.]
[He'd asked the question to himself a thousand times. 'What will I do?' He set out on his journey to find the person who framed him for murder and he did. It was Dromas. Dromas who, over the course of being dead for twenty years, had mastered the powers they had been born with. He was so powerful. He wasn't just a monster, he was practically a force of nature. A force of wanton destruction with the single minded purpose of making the prophecy come true.]
[Of forcing Darin to the brink, so that the two of them together could...]
[The two of them together...?]
[All of his life, he'd been carried along by Dromas' pace. Dromas embraced their abilities as children. After he was gone, Darin felt he owed it to his brother to take life by the horns; to act before he second guessed himself. And now, Dromas was trying to force the monster out of him by breaking him down bit by bit.]
I...
I don't...I don't want to hurt anyone. I want to...
...I want to show the Gods that people are more than just pawns...that...
That we can be good and we can be evil, but there's so much more to us than just those two facets...
[He lifts his head.]
I want to live my life...making sure that humanity is allowed to live theirs.
Guess who's sick? It's me, the answer's me. /coughs up lung
The Gods of my realm have always allowed the creatures that lived in the land to choose as they pleased. Their responsibilities in the war between Her Grace and the Demon God has always been one that they voluntary took. The passive nature of the Celestials and Archfiends of your realm takes the appearance of great inefficiency.
Nonetheless, there may be a reason for that decision, one that neither of us are privy to.
... An observation.
The Demon God was sealed away and saw his powers diminished for it. [she floats forward abruptly, ignoring Darin's personal space, likely because she has no sense of personal space of her own] Any power split in two is half as strong as it would be whole. I do not know the reasoning for the Archfiend to split his power between two souls but it appears that events did not transpire the way that he wished them to. There is a purpose for all things, even if one never comes to realize it.
OH NO!! FEEL BETTER!!!
...stop it?
[He can barely believe he's even considering this but...Fi had a point.]
/lies down on floor
I cannot say. The Celestials and Archfiends of your world are foreign to me and I am but a servant to the Goddess and her Champion. However, the Archfiend's choice to split his magic instead of simply sealing it is suspect. That power is yours now and you have chosen a path different from that which the Archfiend Diomuhr intended.
[and she floats back, a slow and gentle descent]
The Celestials and Archfiends created your kind with the freedom to make your own choices, the same as how the Goddess Farore created the creatures of my realm. The decision is yours.
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[He had Diomuhr's power, that much is certain. And if Dromas had spent the last two decades honing the power allotted to him to such a fine, destructive degree, then where did that leave Darin?]
[It left him twenty years shy with no inkling about how to even go about unlocking his powers...]
[...Which, would be a factor if he was still on Anmaral. He's not. He's here....Gods know how many billions of light years away from his home. Maybe...Maybe there was a chance...?]
...You're right...the decision is mine.
And if I choose wrong...everyone here could suffer for it. If I lose control...everyone could die, Fi...
How can I make a choice with everyone's lives hanging in the balance like that? I'm not some...Chosen Hero.
I'm a blacksmith. From a small port town.
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But you are not the Hero.
Assistance is permitted. Based on observations, there are others with similar journeys as the one my Master once took. Caution is recommended nonetheless. Just as there are those who would assist you in containing the power that is in your possession so too are there people who would take advantage of it to beckon destruction. Only you can decide which is the best course of action and who you choose to trust.
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That's what I'm afraid of.
People finding out what I am.
And coming after me and the people I care about.
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Such is the nature of these circumstances.
You are quite gifted as befriending people and offering your hand to others. There is a 44% probability that among them are those who would be able to return the favour, Darin Altway. Though they may not share a 100% match to your situation, they may nonetheless offer insight that you might not have otherwise.
[she has been learning a lot since she arrived. Unfortunately, the information that she was recording would not be useful back in her own world...]
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[But her previous statement about Darin's ability to make friends continues to ring true]
Based on basic perusal of the old MID network aboard the Moira, you are not the first to have been witness to cataclysm. [a pause] Should it be necessary, the crew that were selected to board the Moira by the Ingress should prove capable of subduing you.
[if it were anyone else, maybe that last line would have been delivered with some trepidation or ignored all together. For Fi, she says everything with the simplicity of someone who was just commenting on the weather]
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I am uncertain of your intended meaning, Darin Altway.
[Human speech is so peculiar]