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

Allura | OTA

[patchricide]

1. KAUTO — FROM REGION 1 TO REGION 5 WITH LOVE

[There isn't anyone else to head to the Ingress looking for. Unless something truly extraordinary happens, her entire "family" is here, on Kauto.]

[But by now, after she's traveled to the Ingress so often, the princess has become so well-acquainted with the route from Region 1 to Region 5 that carrying soemone baggage from one point to the other is both an easy service to others and easy money to bring back to the Lion House. Where it's probably in better hands, since she has such little experience handling money; she's still trying to wrap her head around the value of a Senc.]

[There wasn't much guidance on who or what she should expect on the Region 1 side, though. As she arrives at the EN-Line station, she looks up when she sees you.] Oh! Are you here to help the refugees move in as well? I know where we're bringing the baggage, but as far as what we're bringing...

[Then she sees it, the towering stack. Probably too much to carry by hand. But she has to ask...] ... erm... is there anything to carry all this with? Or are we going to be hauling it all by hand?

[She'll be returning home with a nice stack of sencs for the effort, at least.]


2. KAUTO — THE REGION 1 SHOPPING SPREE

[Now that Allura's been allowed some independence, she's discovered a lot of new things about herself. Like, for example, that she finds shopping an incredible amount of fun. No wonder Coran's hoarded it to himself up until now! It doesn't even need to involve bartering with pirates to be fun.]

[So when she heard that there was going to be a major grocery sale, she was excited. She even volunteered to pick up anything anyone from Lion House needed for the next few weeks. Even Shiro, even Keith. Maybe not Fareeha, since the woman was hard at work on a job contract. But maybe with Hunk's help, they could have something nice ready for her to return home to? Regardless.]

[It seems that many people from the worlds of Thisavrou had the same idea.]

[There was one grocery depot that looked like a field, right after a pack of hungry locusts had passed through it: A carefully-stacked mountain of cans was toppled over, blocking half the entranceway. The produce had been looted of everything fresh and in-season, leaving only things that were misshapen or off-color, unless you wanted to take your chances with cooking a bouquet of flowers. The meat counter had a line comparable to a rock concert, and was being held up by a giant, lobster-like alien which had escaped from seafood. She didn't even reach the bakery before an explosion from the beverages made her decide to try back here later.]

[The kicker was that this was the third depot she had tried.]

At this rate, I won't even be able to pick up a third of this list! Are sales supposed to be like this?

[If you don't encounter her there, you might find her trying her luck at an outdoor market, where some of the farmers of Region 2 were selling their groceries directly. They weren't technically part of the depot sale, but they had lowered their prices to compete. Between that and the fact that the selection was a little more peculiar? There was far, far more food to be found.]

[But the competition is still a little fierce here. Fierce enough that Allura has procured herself a weapon: A long vegetable, like an overgrown leek with teal-blue leaves. She's waving it around to whoever's joined her in the scramble:]

Over there! There's another stand setting up. If you head around the back, near the wall, you should reach them before anyone else notices!


3. DESLORA — THE INCREDIBLE SPACE MOUSE CIRCUS

[It had been the mice who suggested that Allura recover from the shopping adventure by visiting the world of Deslora. They had their own interest in visiting, of course -- dropped carnival treats -- but they also wanted to see the princess have fun.]

[That isn't exactly what happened. The appeal of the mirror house seemed lost in translation, hitting too close to the mark of her own shapeshifting powers. And once she overheard something about corrupted memories in the other attraction, she decided to keep as far away from it as possible. The last thing she needed was something to happen to those dream-like memories she held sacred.]

[So, she's taken up a seat over on a bench, watching the crowds pass by. On a scale of 1 to 10, her fun level is looking like a 3 right about now.]

[Well, the mice won't have that. Even from a distance, you might see them putting on a show for Allura, and the way her eyes light up as one of them performs an impressive backflip across the bench.]


WILDCARD

[Open to other prompts!]

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[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Looking out over the devastation, all Darin could do was give an impressed whistle as his smile pulled wider into a grin. Now this was a marketplace! When he got his smithy up and running, he'd have to remember to secure a stall or something here.]

[Glancing around, he spots a pair of telltale ears in the crowd. As he makes his way closer, he finds himself almost laughing at the frustrated comment.]

Don't get out to bazaars or anything of the like too often, do ya, Princess?

[patchricide]

I don't know what you are talking about because I am doing a great job, under the circumstances.

[She brandishes her vegetable-weapon at him. It is not menacing, more like a conductor's baton for this conversation.]

Although I'm starting to see why they thought these things might be hazardous to my health.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Yeah huh. Sure.

[Darin does not look impressed.]

Do you want some tips? Pointers? Or do you wanna just...y'know...

Keep on throwing yourself to the baying of the sale hounds?

[patchricide]

I'd like to not return home empty-handed. That's not an outlandish goal, is it?

[She tries to keep a firm face, even though she's not sure what he's talking about with that last part. Is she shopping wrong? Can you shop wrong??]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Then you need to change your way of thinking, Your Highness.

See all of those people fighting and tearing apart this place like a swarm of locusts? They're the enemy, and this shopping depot is a battlefield.

You're not gonna get those deals unless you fight tooth and nail for them.

[patchricide]

I'd also like to not use my teeth, though. The goal is to get the food home, then eat it.

[She huffs.] Besides, these are ordinary civilians who are -- in the most literal sense -- trying to put food on the table! You can't actually expect me to treat this like some kind of warzone--

[Just at the corner of her field of vision, a short and stout alien has just set up a free sample stand. The crowd is already shifting in response.]

... ... ...

We need a battle formation. Now.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Hahahahaha! Alright! Now we're talking!

[With that, he clears his throat.]

WHAT'S THAT?! A TEN MINUTE TIMED SALE?! BUY TWO GET FIVE FREE?? OVER THAT WAY?! WHY...THESE BARGAINS ARE PRACTICALLY CRIMINAL!!

[Darin makes one giant sweeping motion, pointedly away from the free sample stand. And like a flock of meerkats, the crowds are already craning their heads in the same direction.]

BUT WAIT, YOU NEED A TICKET TO BE SERVED?! AND THAT PERSON [Insert the most vague gesture possible] IS THE ONLY ONE WITH THE TICKETS?! I BETTER HURRY!!

[Darin takes two very pronounced steps away from Allura, then nods sharply back in the direction of the stalls.]

[You've only got a few minutes before the confusion dissipates! Let's see what you've got!]

[patchricide]

[The princess is already on the move. Even the sample guy seems taken by surprise when she suddenly shows up in front of the stand. It looks like some sort of dessert, spooned into a number of small cups. And there's different flavors!]

Excuse me, but could I get samples for both myself and my friend? He's momentarily occupied, but he'll be right back. [The alien makes an agreeable croaking noise, apparently that's no problem.] Great! Then we'll need two of every kind, so we can try them all.

[Again, those aren't really words coming out of it, but the croaking noise sounds like that's going to be a problem. "Nuh-uh".] What? You can't mean we only get one each? ["Yuh-huh".]

[Fortunately, like the princess she is, she has little animals to help her solve these kinds of problems. She feels one of the mice scampering up on her shoulder, and that gives her an idea.] Oh! I almost forgot. All four of my mice would like one each, too.

[The next croak sounds skeptical.] ... what? Yes, of course they each need a full sample! They need to get a good taste for it, because... [think think think think think] ... they're chefs! That's right. Each one of them is a top class chef. It's actually quite a compliment that they're interested, since these little gourmets know quality when they see it!

[So long story short, Allura walks away from the sample stand with an armful of the sample cups.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Meanwhile, Darin is doing his damndest to keep the crowd moving in a way that he wants. He keeps changing the timbre and tone of his voice to sound like different people, all calling out fake and fantastical sales and promotions.]

WHOA! THREE BUSHELS FOR THIRTY SENCS?! WHAT A STEAL!!

[He forces his voice to jump at least two octaves.]

OH MY~! BUY TWO, GET TWO FREE~? MY HUSBAND WILL BE SO PLEASED~!

[He lowers his voice and gives it a particularly southern drawl]

HOOOOOOWEEEEEE~! Y'ALL GOT SOME PLUM GOOD SAVIN'S RIGHT HEAH NOW~! ONLY GOOD FOR AN HOUR~? WELL BUTTER MAH BISCUITS~!

[The crazy thing is that it actually works. People are frantically looking for sales that don't exist, leaving the current sales mostly untouched!]

[Okay, Princess, I bought you some more time...! But this won't last forever! Someone's gonna catch on any second...!]

[patchricide]

[He is a surprisingly good actor. ... not good enough that she can't help but wonder how no one notices there's a common quality to all of them, but still.]

[No time for puzzling over it, though. Or for more freebies, some of which will be Darin's reward for a job well done.]

[The list is organized by group, not by importance or by the sale itself, so she might have to improvise a little. She hadn't grabbed any sort of cart, even though a few were available at the market area, since it seemed like it would be too hard to push it through the crowd. But now, it's a necessity.]

[Not just for the extra carrying. She needs wheels.]

[If Darin looks over, he'll see her riding on the back like a poorly designed scooter, as it speeds across the market. She's looking for those little sale signs -- and then, the transaction happens in seconds, as she checks what it is, how good the sale is, and decides to buy.]

[The list is trailing behind her like a streamer. She's, uh, not checking it very closely, though. No time!]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Darin's eyes light up when he sees the Princess ride that cart. Ho man, she was really doing it! Lookit her go!]

[He's about to cheer her on when he gets bumped hard enough to make him stumble forward. He does a heelturn, ready to give whoever bumped him a good mouthing off, when he realizes the fatal flaw in his distraction tactics. See, the shoppers might have bought into the chaos...but security? They didn't much like what was going on. Especially when it disrupted the flow of sales throughout the depot.]

[Darin is staring down a pair of rather annoyed looking security personnel, each about two heads taller than he is and they seem to be brandishing some sort of...stun baton. Not only that, but there's general unrest starting to echo throughout the depot as shoppers are starting to realize that they've been had.]

...Hahaha...okay. Okay, I see what's going on here. You guys are wondering what I'm doing advertising such outrageously good sales but I don't have a stall. See, there's a good explanation for that. And it just so happens to be over--

[Aaaaand he takes off running.]

MOVE THAT BUTT, PRINCESS, WE'RE OUT OF TIME!!

[And those security guards are surprisingly fast, managing to tail Darin alarmingly close.]

[patchricide]

[You know what? This is her fault. She should know better by now than to trust Darin without asking questions. But in her defense, she doesn't know yet that shopping on an empty stomach leads to awful decisions.]

[She catches up very quickly, thanks to both her powerful legs and the wheels of the cart to be pushed forward by them.]

So tell me, Darin! Did you think of an exit strategy before you made enemies with all the shoppers?!

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Strategy?! Hah! Where's the fun in planning every little thing! What's that old saying?? 'Necessity is the mother of improvisation?'

[It's absolute bedlam in the shopping center now. With the shoppers unsure of what sales are real and which are fake and security being bamboozled by a blue haired dolt and his princess companion, it's turned into an absolute free for all. Shoppers are fighting for deals that don't exist, and salespeople are frantically trying to capitalize on the chaos by raising prices before people notice.]

How much of your list did you manage to grab? Do we need anything else? Aside from a way out??

[patchricide]

[That's a good question, actually. How much did she manage to grab? Part of her mind starts trying to work out, was there anything important that she's overlooked--]

Nevermind the list! If anything's that important, we can get it at some other depot! Let's get out of here while our necks are still in tact!

[But there's one main entrance point to the depot, and she doesn't even need to see the security to know they would be converging on it.]

Is there a side entrance we could use to escape?!

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Probably?? But do you really want to waste time trying to find it??

[Darin grabs the cart and hoists himself up. He plants one foot on one side, and his other foot firmly on the other, until he's flat out standing on the cart, arms crossed defiantly.]

Let's just bust on through!! You really think they have anything that can stand between us and freedom?!

[patchricide]

... you're out of your mind!

[It isn't telling him he's wrong, though. Between the two of them, strength would not be an issue. But.]

Do you want to cause even more madness than we already have?!

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[shiro2hero]

[Allura isn't the only one whose job takes her to the Ingress complex. Now that everything is physically working again, and now that the entire team is here, it's time to start pulling his weight again. Which means back to the shuttle company. And back to running pickier Ingress transplants to the planet.]

[Yes, he's aware it's basically a taxi service for rich aliens, but oh well. It's flying something, being a pilot. And isn't that what he always wanted?]

[Of course he... didn't expect to hear familiar voices up here. Short of maybe a few medical personnel. Even if this one is twisting something in his chest to hear. He can't stop himself from leaning around a corner to see what's going on.]

[And...]

... Do you need another hand?

[Any other time, that would probably be a joke. But now, standing a few yards off from her and the baggage, it's nothing of the sort.]

[patchricide]

[You know, there's been moments where the gap between their races has been heavily apparent, and little things that get lost in translation. Things like food, jokes, beauty and culture. Uncomfortable situations, sadly, remain a universal constant.]

[Fortunately, she is an expert at sidestepping all that and focusing on the work that needs to be done.]

Right now? What I could really use is some kind of cart or trolley. But more hands would still mean a lot less round-trips on the EN-Line.

Do you think you could spare some time?

[shiro2hero]

[For a moment there, he wonders if she's going to accept. Or tell him otherwise. And it comes as no small relief when she asks if he has time.]

[This works for him.]

Yeah. I only had another few minutes on the clock anyway. My shuttle's free.

[Since he technically has to return it to the company planetside anyway.]

Here, I'll take whatever I can.

[patchricide]

Great. We're not going to be able to fit it all in, but...

[She turns to look at the pile of belongings to be moved, so he can see it as well. Unless Shiro's taxi can double as a container truck, there's no way that this will take one trip.]

Now, I haven't heard the story on what actually happened to their world, only that it's no longer fit for habitation. But I'm guessing they didn't simply run out of resources -- this must have been every last thing they still owned.

[shiro2hero]

I don't mind making a couple runs.

[Because piloting is easier than... well. A lot of things. Like dancing awkwardly around issues.]

So it's probably good the Ingress can help people out like that. And that we can.

[As he steps over to pick up one of the bigger hunks of luggage. Trying for a hopeful sort of expression.]

3. Deslora

[yorisearching]

[According to Yori's risk assessment, all the attractions are to dangerous to be worth whatever entertainment they might prove; she paid attention to the people leaving.]

[The little creatures staging an acrobatic display on the bench look much more interesting. She moves closer, and offers a smile to them and their--audience? Friend? Trainer?]

[It seems polite to call a greeting, but she doesn't want to interrupt the show.]

[patchricide]

[You'd think more people would see the reactions of the people leaving the "fun" houses, and reconsider. But evidently, people really like surprises around here!]

['Friend' is the right word. She offers a smile, and clarifies it in a fairly roundabout way:]

You know what the most impressive part about this is? I have no idea where they learned any of this. I certainly never taught it to them.

[One of the mice is holding a long piece of thread. It squeaks at Allura, who somehow recognizes that she should be holding out her hands -- at which point, it ties the thread from one to the other, like a makeshift tightrope.]

[yorisearching]

They're amazing.

[She offers the words in sincere awe at the tiny beings, with practiced coordination and leaps even Rinzler wouldn't be ashamed of. Proportionate to their tiny, tiny size, of course. She's never seen anything quite like them. There are a few similarities to the kittens from aboard ship, but these look much more inclined to work together and show off.]

When they finish, would you mind making introductions?