march mod plot log

[savmods]

Who: Everyone
When: March 3rd to March 31st
Where: Thisavrou + New Worlds
Warnings:

thisavrou monthly info ( the tmi )

⋆ All information is current as of day 62 ( there are 100 days in a cycle, which started on January 1st).

⋆ The storm around Thisavrou is rather quiet this month. Although there is still an upsurge in the number of Outpost techs called in, many of them have been put on standby until otherwise needed. Weather on Kauto is a moderate 70°F / 21°C during the day and 65°F / 18 °C at night, and Chioni’s has reached dangerous highs of 200°F / 93°C at peak hours.

⋆ Savrii Notices:

Region One grocery depots are offering sixty percent off of any item purchased between day 70 and 82.

Region Three’s residents are doing a pruning ( every sixty days or so ) and all excess is available to be taken; if you need it for mulch, lumber, etc. it’s free to anyone.

⋆ Mission notices have been posted to TABs for anyone interested in earning a little extra cash. Available missions are listed below:

Day 65 (March 6th) - The locals of Region One (R1) are looking for extra help with cleaning and are hiring pairs to run each machine. They’ll pay 50 sencs an hour or 300 sencs for a full day.

Day 68 ( March 10th) - A group of newcomers have taken shelter in Region Five as their home world is no longer habitable. All of their belongings have been brought through the Ingress and is stacked up outside the EN-Line in R1. Savrii are paying volunteers 70 sencs an hour to help transport everything to their new homes. This species returns kindness with kindness, and will offer any volunteer who goes the extra mile tips ranging from 100 to 200 sencs.

Day 75 (March 16th) - With temperatures on Chioni reaching record highs, some scientists and researchers have been stranded due to EN-Line shutdowns. Those in the Ingress Complex are offering 950 sencs to anyone who is willing to withstand the heat and rescue their fellow colleagues. Any equipment needed for the trip will be provided, but due to the greater increase of temperature, some suits may only cool a body inside for a total of four hours before needing replaced. Plan the trip wisely: most EN-Line access has been completely revoked and travel by foot (or vehicle) is necessary.

Day 87 (March 28th) - Scientific Study. Do you smoke? Are you addicted to any substance? A scientist researching methods to combat addictions, of all kinds, is looking for volunteers. He’ll ask a series of questions, take samples, record, study, analyze, and apply new procedures over the course of a day (nothing invasive without permission). Compensation is 800 sencs with complete cooperation.

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ingress travel info

⋆ Signatures are the base reason for traveling through the Ingress (aside from general exploration and monetary gain) and are used to discover the correct world visitors on Thisavrou wish to return to. Every visit through a different Ingress brings the technicians a little closer to finding it. The two worlds open for access this month only have a slight impact on the signature of each person who travels.

⋆ Missions are jobs or specific tasks listed on the TAB once new worlds are open for exploration. Be sure to check if Clearance Levels are required to accept some of these missions.

⋆Clearance Levels are given to visitors for the length of time they have been on Thisavrou (or traveling on the Moira). Each CL offers access to certain things or incentives that others will not have.

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deslora

⋆Upon entering the world of Deslora, everything seems to be connected by an intricate tunnel of tubes that lead to different and very explorable areas of this new place. Ingress travel will have been quick but somewhat nauseating for most, and returning to Thisavrou will result in the same feeling. However, it wears off quickly, and Deslora is opened as EC (exploration class). Aside from the bright colors of the “walls” and the excessive lights, there are also smells of familiarity—to some. Popcorn, pizza, cotton candy. They waft through the tunnels and get stronger the closer anyone comes to the first open area of Deslora, and depending on the route that is taken, some may have to crawl or walk right into it.

⋆Food, perhaps, might be one draw to Deslora, but it is not, so to speak, the main attraction. After piling through the tunnels, it’s like being inside a massive tent. There is no natural lighting, everything illuminated by bulbs or torches placed strategically across the path that leads to an equally smaller tent. Dangling above the doorway is a sign that reads Laugh Your Way to A Smile with reflectors and pieces of glass hanging from its bottom. Entering the tent will reveal a very small but intricately designed room full of twists and turns and mirrors. The strange thing about them comes with looking at your own reflection; passing by will do nothing. If you linger too long, you find your own physical body beginning to take the shape of what is reflected in the mirror. Sometimes, you are stretched thin and tall. Sometimes, you are short and round. And other times, you will find yourself suddenly wavy and curved from head to toe. These changes do not hurt the first few times they happen, but after the third look at your reflection, some alterations may cause pain in your limbs or torso. It increases each time you look at a mirror, and while the effects will fade after a few minutes, it’s best not to linger too long and find your way out through the otherside.

⋆Located several tunnels down - or up, depending on the direction you go - from the Deslora’s ever-popular funhouse is another equally famous attraction. At the top of the steps, a worker waits to pair up individuals into groups of two before ushering them inside the first set of doors. The foyer is quiet, and after the doors behind you have been shut, two single doors ahead of you and your partner begin to illuminate. There is a sign between the doors: Pick A Path . Once through the chosen door, it will lock and the door will slowly fade away. It will quickly become evident that what is in this room is specifically targeted at one out of the two people inside. A happy memory, a beloved hobby, the person you love most - the scenario is always different, but the overall feel is the same. Whatever the room has transformed into, it’s what makes that person the happiest. If it’s a person, they can be spoken to and touched, if it’s an object, it can be used. As the interactions between both characters and the room increase, subtle changes will begin to occur. Slowly, the contents of the room begin to morph into something new. The combination of what one person loves the most and what the other hates the most. The only resolution to be had is to confront the issues and find something in the room to help. For one past patron, the room transformed into thousands of paintings that morphed into painted memories of their partner’s most painful memories. The only way out was a can of varnish tucked back into the corner of the room. Be creative, be careful. Find the way out together.

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thisavrou (R6)

Every so often, new Regions are built to accommodate visitors who are looking to make Thisavrou their homes, a place to work, and many other acceptable reasons. The Savrii pride themselves on being open to explorers and travelers, allowing Thisavrou to be a mecca of trade, exploration, and for some - a place to live. During many meetings with Savrii intermediates over the course of 600 days, an agreement was made with an entrepreneur looking to find a safe place to build their business. The funder, John Hammond, spent millions of sencs on the proper permits and is funding the building, transportation, expansion and overall creation of Region Six. Over the next 30 days, Mr. Hammond will be following very specific building schematics and with this, will be hiring temporary workers to fill the positions required to do so. Job postings will go up and those that do well, might be offered permanent employment when Region Six is up and running. Hammond, along with his temporary work posts via the TABs, will release a missive explaining the following: a few days before the Region is open he will be hiring a large number of permanent employees in (research, science, ingress, cleaning, security, transportation, customer service) fields. He’ll also thank all Savrii, and anyone living on Thisavrou, for allowing him to bring him and his to live here.

⋆ Construction (different pay depending on skill level required) —

Enclosures: Large, electric and nonelectric enclosures meant to be home to creatures that require the added safety measures. 1,000 sencs per week. Crew lives on site until job is completed.

Arena: Stone seating surrounding an underwater area. 200 sencs per day. Crew can commute to and from work.

Hotels: Temporary living accommodations for guests. Crew are paid 50 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

Crew Homes: Residences for future permanent employees to live in. 50 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

Food Courts: Small huts for the production and selling of food. 40 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

Mini EN-LIne: John Hammond wants to build a smaller version of the EN-Line within Region Six. Technicians and general laborers needed. 60 sencs per hour and have to commute to and from work.

⋆ Cleaning: 100 sencs per day; standard cleaning.

⋆ Transportation: Crates of amber stone and creatures will be coming through the Ingress and need to be taken to Region Six. Extreme care and caution is required. 400 sencs per day. Safety clause is signed before work commences.

⋆ Security: Guards to help in the transport of aforementioned crates. 450 sencs per day. Safety and loyalty clause signed before work begins.

⋆ Creature Care: Two permanent employees. The care of creatures. Resumes need to be submitted here listing credentials. Pay is 4,000 sencs per month and workers must live in Region Six. Safety, loyalty, and privacy clauses will be signed.

⋆ Art Design: One person is to be commissioned to create a logo for Region Six. 2,000 sencs for the finished piece. Contact John Hammond. To Note: All management positions in the fields above are paid double the sencs, but they come with double the responsibility.

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OOC: For questions please go here. Don’t forget to respond to the Activity Check.

Comments

Shiro | OTA

[shiro2hero]

i. GENERAL | OTA
a. LION HOUSE | early March (1st-3rd somewhere in there)
[He's outside for a while, looking up at it. Feeling like he should have been ready to be back a long time ago. Like he never should have stepped out at all. Like... he's already tired of leaving.]

[So. Up the path. In the door. Time to make some changes.]

Anyone home?


b. EVERYWHERE ELSE
[In between runs of rescue missions and suspicious cargo hauling, it's a time to learn to be mundane again. Browse around the Districts of Kauto. He's not hard to miss, so even if you're not grocery shopping, or chugging coffee in the fanciest shop you can find, he can probably be witnessed running laps in a park.]

[Or at a shop, picking up a shirt that reads, in bold, sparkling letters, ~SPACE HO~.]



ii. CHIONI RESCUE | OTA
[If the Paladin armor can survive in space, in a vacuum, in the most extreme conditions, surely it's going to be all right to run and pick up some scientists.]

[There's the added benefit of being part of a freelance shuttle company. You pick your jobs, and you're good to go. This would be, admittedly, easier in a giant robotic lion, but oh well.]

[Scientists and residents of Chioni, your literal rescue in shining armor has arrived!]

Hop in! I'll keep the engine going!



iii. DESLORA | Pick A Path | OTA
[Relax, they said. Take a break, they said. It'll be fine.]

[Maybe they shouldn't have insisted he do this right before Crazy Carnival Planet showed up. Because he's somehow managed to get hopelessly lost in these tunnels, and the smell of carnival food is making him vaguely ill.]

[So taking a break in a relatively quiet space in front of an innocuous door is a great plan, right? Not like anyone could just walk up and disrupt the peace, right?]



iv. JURASSIC PARK THEME {flying cargo} | OTA
Is it cliche if I say I have a bad feeling about this?

[Because he does. A very bad feeling. Crates of amber? A possibility for transporting creatures, later on? This is really a job for a cargo pilot, but hey, when you're basically renting out a ship to fly freelance, you do what you can.]

[He's leaning against the side of his ship for this run, armored as usual when flying these days, watching as the crates are loaded up. Maybe he's talking to a copilot for this mission, or a passerby.]

I feel like I've seen this in a movie.



v. WILDCARD
[ choose your own adventure! and/or catch-all for other things that come up ]

A) LION HOUSE

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Darin was in the kitchen, working under the sink. On what? Who knows. Do you dare find out?]

[When the door opens and he hears Shiro's voice, he stops cold. Slowly, he extracts himself from under the sink, sets his tools down, and pushes himself to his feet. He makes his way over to the foyer area, pulling a dish towel from around his shoulders and starts to wipe his hands off, casually leaning against the frame of the entrance to the kitchen proper.]

...Hey, stranger.

[shiro2hero]

... You look like you own the place.

[It's not said with any kind of irritation, or rancor. Something like admiration. And like, maybe, he made the right call.]

[For a second, though, he doesn't say anything else.]

Guess that means you're not about to clear out after all, huh?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Nope, just doing some maintenance. Drain wasn't draining properly. I took apart the sink, cleared out the trap and the U bend. Should be good now. Just need to turn the water back on.

[He pointedly ignores the question in favor of another.]

How are you feeling?

b) NICE SHIRT, DAD

[yablueit]

[ Lance hasn't gotten paid yet, so he's mostly window shopping, but boy is he ever living that window shopping life. He's missed the stupid mundane day to day stuff of not living on an intergalactic battle castle, so he's strolling through the shopping district with the only two purchases he's made today: a pair of blue shutter shades, and a frappuccino. He's noisily slurping the last of his drink as he spots Shiro through the front windows of a shop, then does a spittake at the shirt he's holding up.

Wiping his face, he bursts through the shop door. ]

Oh my god you've done it. You've found the universe's best shirt.

#mortified

[shiro2hero]

[Okay, Lance gets about one word out before Shiro literally slams the shirt down again. Under a pile of other shirts. Fingers scrambling around for almost anything else in the shirt pile.]

[He comes up with a tie-dye monstrosity in pink and mint green.]

...

You can have it.

[yablueit]

Are you kidding?

[ He fishes a hand into the heap of shirts, making the neatly folded efforts of some poor shop attendant into an even bigger mess than it already was. ]

Look, they have them in multiple colors! I think the whole team needs one.

LION HOUSE

[im_a_leg]

[Hunk had been in the front room going over some schematics, leaving something of a mess of papers and wadded up notes across the table. But as soon as he heard Shiro he stood up and grinned.]

Shiro! You're back! [Naturally he has to go over and give the big guy a hug, letting out a short laugh as he lifts him into the air. He doesn't keep him there long, though, and lets him down easy.]

Oh man am I glad to see you. So, small update: everyone's getting color coded lunch boxes now. No parts of the house blew up, everyone's eating.

[shiro2hero]

Hey, H-- whoa!

[He should have expected this. Or something like this. Still, he sort of flails his hands a bit before he just accepts this is happening. Okay, come here big guy, let's hug it out.]

I told you it wouldn't be long. And everything's fine. [Wait--] Really, fine. Not... me-fine.

Color-coded lunchboxes?

[im_a_leg]

[He grinned a little wider at that.] Hey, at least you can tell the difference now, right?

Yeah! C'mon, I'll show you. [He nodded towards the kitchen before lumbering that way and motioning towards the counter. Sure enough there was a colored box there for each of the members of the house.] Keith sucks at eating almost as much as you do, and Pidge and Lance seemed pretty excited about it. I think it'll work on Darin, too. He had a little freak-out while you were gone the first time but I managed to lure him back with food.

I also got a little something special to put in yours. I mean, I didn't put anything in it yet 'cause you just got home. But you know what I mean.

B

[brokencode]

[Angel was, by most accounts, an incredibly naive woman. There were a great many social things cues that she wasn't privy to, simply by virtue of having not been around anyone to be social with. Excessive innuendo and other such things were virtually a foreign language to her, except far less understandable.]

[But even she knew what a 'ho' was.]

Excuse me... [She approached the odd man with a frown on her lips and a fire burning in her cheeks.] This place is an odd mix of cultures so I can appreciate the confusion but... I can assure you, this isn't the kind of shirt you want to wear. Hoes are... well... I don't think that's what you are?

[shiro2hero]

Ah-!

[Shit shit holy shit abort someone noticed. He jumps. And all but slams the shirt down into the pile. It only serves to dislodge several other identical shirts. Which all go flopping to the ground in a colorful cotton cascade.]

[And... leaves Shiro bright goddamn red in the middle of the store.]

...

I can never come in here again.

[brokencode]

[The reaction was stunning, produced a flinch on Angel's part. Her expression remained frozen like such as the shirts tumbled down around them. It was like watching a film, only so much worse because, well, someone was actually that much of a disaster.]

I...

[She looked down at the pile, smile slowly spreading over her lips. Kneeling down, she plucked up a gray shirt and held it out to him. The smile on her lips quickly turned playful.]

This... This might be a good color on you.

4 men eaten by dinosaurs, women inherit the earth

[brokeassgoing]

[he's too pissed about having to move all this shit with shitty help, too much so to notice what he's talking about--]

Is it cliche to say you should move your ass and help out? I saw it in a movie once, Nic Cage was in it. Two stars.

[you know as he struggles with a crate]

thank you chaos theory

[shiro2hero]

[Whoops, he really should have been paying more attention. But at least he's quick to push off the wall he was propped up against, and go to help.]

[By just. Sort of. Casually picking up the crate in question.]

Sorry. Spaced out there -- and no, no pun intended.

my bf jeff goldblum chuckling while walking towards a big pile of shit

[brokeassgoing]

[thank god for this help

uh this pick-me-up basically. Badou steps back a little]

Tell em I picked that one up with just my pinky okay?

[but back to his question from before, Badou takes a better look at the crates]

Here's the good news, there are no rich assholes out here to fund something like this. Maybe not the fuckers who brought us here.

space ho

[knaval]

Wow. That suits you, Shiro!

[riptide, meanwhile, has opted to get a giant feather boa for his holoform. why? because he can. that's why.]

Maybe get a smaller size, though...

[shiro2hero]

[He just slams the shirt down. Into the pile of other shirts. Face immediately going red.]

Rip--

[As he turns around. And that. Is a woman. Not a giant blue robot.]

... tide?

[knaval]

Yep. It's a party trick I can do. Real me is out back somewhere, yeah?

[the holoform does a little twirl for emphasis.]

Show me that thing you were looking at. I want one!

B

[gainedlove]

Are you gonna buy it?

[Sorry, Shiro, were you not wanting a small child to show up right at your elbow out of nowhere?]

Th' colors 're nice!

rest in pieces shiro

[shiro2hero]

[Ever seen a grown ass man jump at the sound of a small child's voice?]

[Well now Frisk sure has.]

Wh-- No! No, I. Was just looking.

goodbye dignity

[gainedlove]

[Frisk squeaks and startles back a few steps, staring up at Shiro nervously for several seconds before they relax again.]

Oh...I-I think it'd look good, but...um.

[They glance to the side, then down, tugging at their sleeve. Darn it, they've made him embarrassed, they didn't mean to! They were just curious...]

B

[notyetsore]

[Ginko doesn't spend a whole lot of time around Kauto's shops. Being in town, surrounded by this many people, is mostly a source of stress for him. But, uh. There aren't a whole lot of jobs to be found out in the woods. The farm is one thing, but getting another job could add another layer of... well, stability.

It's kind of weird to think that's something he can actually have now... though it doesn't actually occur to him that it's weird for a fourteen-year-old boy to be actively thinking about things like that.

He doesn't know Shiro well, but he's seen him among the Moira's former crew, and he seems alright as adults go. So it's only with a fairly minimal amount of hesitance that he leans over to read the text on the shirt.]

What's that say?

[shiro2hero]

[One day children will stop popping out of the woodwork to startle him while he's laughing to himself about ridiculous shirts. Namely, shirts no grown ass adult should be laughing at.]

[Like this one.]

[Which he promptly slams back down on the table to try and hide the text. It only serves to send the rest of the multicolored, ho-themed shirts scattering.]

[While he stands there. Mortified.]

...

Nothing.

[notyetsore]

[Ginko crouches down to pick up one of the shirts, examining it with a frown.]

...They spelled hoe wrong.