march mod plot log

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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Another day, I would agree with you, my friend.

[He grins at her, even though it ends up lopsided, it's real and warm.]

[Inclining his head to her as she continues. What does he think of people who try to change? Well... their hearts were in the right places, weren't they? And that's what counted.]

I know of a man who did something like that. He was once part of a terrible gang... committed many, many crimes. But! Then! When he came to us, to Overwatch... he did many, many good things.

He is a dear friend of mine. If that answers your question.

I understand.

[She gave him a look, one that was both sympathetic and concerned. It wrong, seeing Reinhardt, the first person to greet her on Kauto, not in his prime form. Not that it was easy to tell that he was bothered. If he hadn't said as much, she might have been fooled by his smile.]

I hope that whatever is happening clears up soon.

[Pulling her knees to her chest, Angel rested her chin upon them and stared down at the ground. That was... hopeful, at least. She wouldn't immediately have to fear judgement or worse from the man.]

What if someone tried to do good after all their bad, but didn't really succeed. Is that still something you could forgive?

[He looks back at her, his expression fairly sad. It's a lot of trouble, to say the least. A lot to think about, to try and reason through. But he'll figure it out.]

[He has to, doesn't he?]

I think, maybe, it will. Do not worry, my friend. Reinhardt has weathered more terrible storms than this.

[He makes a thoughtful expression.]

If their heart was in the right place... if they did not succeed because of something beyond their control... [And of course, it brings his mind to Jack. To Ana.] I would do my best to do so.

I am doing my best to do so.

[If his words were meant to put Angel's mind at ease, then he had failed in his mission. Much like with the vault hunters, who had gone through much greater trials than the ones that Thisavrou had presented them with, Angel couldn't help but continue to worry. Even if it didn't break him, he was still hurting. And from what she had gathered, Reinhardt was a good man.]

[She stood once more, this time to rest a small hand on his massive arm.]

I wish I could offer better words of advice, but I'm afraid my own life experience is rather lacking. Still I... meant what I said. I hope this storm passes soon enough.

[And now it was time for her heart to sink even further. Once more, she plopped into the grass, and once more she curled into a ball, as if trying to make herself smaller. When she spoke next, her voice was soft, even scared sounding.]

I did awful things back home, Reinhardt Wilhelm. It was why I didn't want to keep talking to you back when we first met. I was scared you might see me as an enemy.

[He's a bit surprised at her hand on his arm. He hadn't been asking her for sympathy, it would be rude to just assume someone you'd recently met should be so sympathetic -- granted, Reinhardt would be. But that's him. That's how he always is.]

[But he doesn't hesitate. He pats her hand gently, in thanks.]

Do not worry. I have had worse in this life. But I thank you -- your kind words mean very much.

[As sincere as ever.]

[That sincerity does not abate, even as she tells him that little bombshell. She hardly seems the type to just... do bad things. Of any sort. She seems like a very frightened young lady. But she had asked about trying to do the right thing. Maybe she had tried it. Maybe failed.]

[He crouches to her, holding out a big, scarred old hand.]

Stand, please, my friend. You will find no vengeance here.

[Reinhardt and Angel were birds of a feather, it seemed. It took a lot to break Angel of her urge to care for others. Even her father, who had put her through more cruelties than any other person in the six galaxies, still had managed to maintain a small speck of warmth within her heart.]

Many people have had worse, but that doen't mean you aren't hurting now. And in this moment, I am here to sympathize for you. That is what matters.

[Angel's eyes shut tight, waiting for the coming judgement. When she heard Reinhardt shift, she feared the worst, feared that his massive axe might be put to better use than chopping wood. When nothing came, she cracked an eye open and instead found his waiting hand.]

[As he spoke, she felt her eyes began to burn. It might have been better to meet his eyes, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. She couldn't even force herself to sit up properly, to do as he had asked.]

Thank you. [That was about all she could do -- profess her thanks repeatedly.]

And you have my gratitude, my friend. Thank you.

[But he's not sure what else to say to that. To her. He doesn't go looking for any sympathy. He's always the one to offer it. To provide it. He's the shield.]

[The armor.]

[Even when she hesitates. When she doesn't accept his assistance to stand, the big man is undaunted. This is likely hard for the poor thing. He won't pressure her. He'll wait until she's ready. Still holding out a hand to her.]

It is nothing, for me. I have no anger for you. If you have tried, as you said...! Well.

Nothing more can we ask of you, yes?

[Equally as unsure of what to say, Angel sat there for a quiet moment. She wasn't willing to push much farther, knowing full well that a girl like her, who only recently understood the concept of friendship and the kind of pain that was okay to experience, could not truly comprehend what he was going through.]

[She also didn't want to strain their relationship, either, knowing full well that they were starting to take crucial steps in the right direction. He might not have known the depth of Angel's cruelty or understood just how much blood was on her hands, but he had forgiven her nonetheless.]

[Finally, the siren reached out, taking his rough hand and using it to help pull herself up. She gazed at the hulking man for a moment longer, before throwing her arms around him. She couldn't hope to manage a tight squeeze, not around a man like this, but she hoped he appreciated the effort nonetheless.]

[Call it instinct, or experience, but, whatever the reason, the hug isn't entirely unexpected. He's used to young people latching onto him at intervals, thanks to being around Torbjörn's family as often as he was.]

[He shakes his head slightly, drawing an arm around her, carefully, but securely. It's all right. He's got you, Angel. As long as you need it.]

Do you feel better now, my friend? At all?

[The hug was an unexpected gesture, one Angel didn't know she needed. She allowed her head to come to rest against the man's side, and then let her arms wrap around him. She didn't come anywhere near close enough to wrapping her arms fully around him, but she doubted he minded.]

A little. [Angel sniffed, and then nodded.]

Thank you.

[He doesn't mind in the least. There are few people on this earth who can put their arms all the way around Reinhardt's frame. He just embraces her until she's ready to pull back. Because even a little is better than nothing at all.]

I'm glad. [A low laugh, quieter than his normal one.] Do not worry over it - you are most welcome.

[It took what felt like an age, but was likely no longer than a minute or two, for Angel to be satisfied with the embrace. She leaned back and away from the man, beaming up at him. Her earlier doubts had all but been erased from her face.]

You are a good man. I know I have said that before, but I truly mean it.

[Reinhardt isn't the sort to mind. If she needed to be held for half an hour, he'd do his best. His knees would probably hurt, but small worries. Small problems. He grins at her, the expression lopsided and sincere, one big hand patting her shoulder.]

Thank you. And you are yourself, as well. [He holds up a finger, in an attempt to forestall argument.] For trying to put things right.

That is more than many would do, believe an old man in that.

[Despite Reinhardt's discouraging her from arguing, Angel still wanted to say something. Doing so, however, felt like defying a parental figure, and at times the siren was little more than an overgrown child. Deep down, there was still a need to listen and obey, even if the circumstances were a little less dire with the man.]

[Unlike with her father, Angel listened not out of fear, but out of respect and an appreciation for his mentality.]

I am glad you think so. It is hard to believe, as I'm sure you are aware, but I appreciate hearing it nonetheless.

I can understand, my friend. It is never easy to hear things that you have trouble believing.

[He's not going to judge. This is a guy who's known and lost more people than were probably on the Moira to begin with. Reinhardt has seen some shit. Accepts a lot of things, when people are honest with him.]

[There's no shame in admitting you have trouble with things. Not to him.]

Take your time. And! Should anyone rush you, I will speak to them myself! Hah!

I think if anyone could help me believe it, it would be someone as upstanding as you.

[Reinhardt had done a good job of solidifying himself as an upstanding, hero type. Usually, it took a handful of encounters to really believe in someone, but there was something about his demeanor that made her feel as if there could be no lies there. Angela's word had also helped, of course.]

I will be sure to inform them to take up any complaints with my good friend. [She reached out and squeezed his hand gingerly.]

You mean someone as stubborn as I!

[And he laughs, like this is his own private joke. It's not, really. But oh well. At least he's saying it like a joke. Like it's meant to be funny at the same time it's a bit self-depreciating. But Reinhardt?]

[He's had a long time to come to terms with this.]

Very good! I will handle all the issues! Have no fear!

[Stubbornness wasn't always a bad trait, in Angel's experience. It was something she had inherited from her father, and the very thing that had spared what little good remained in her. She could appreciate the statement, especially not knowing the darker, more personal implications of the statement.]

Good. Thank you, Reinhardt. I am glad to know I have such a staunch defender.

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march mod plot log

thisavrou monthly info ( the tmi )

ingress travel info

deslora

thisavrou (R6)

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