may mod plot log
When: May 7 to May 31th
Where: Thisavrou + New Worlds
Warnings: none in the description; please label your headers where appropriate!
thisavrou monthly info ( the tmi )
⋆ Storm Update: On day 29 (May 9), the typical structure of the storm surrounding Thisavrou seems to shift visually with the clouds and intermittent flashes of lightning forming new patterns. At the same time, Ingress technicians detect a strange energy signature emanating from the facility at low levels, almost like a leak. There is no obvious effect at first, but by the end of the day, that energy begins to flow across Kauto and Chioni with curious results.
Residents of the planet will soon discover that they have acquired strange superhuman (or superbeing, for those who aren't human) powers. Those who are particularly social or who have been around for a long time may realize that these powers resemble abilities wielded by those who have come through the Ingress in the past, or even those who have never set foot on Thisavrou but are from the same world as someone who has.
Effects of the odd energy vary – people may discover they can read minds, cast magical spells, or have become invulnerable. These powers may also replace ones they already have. The level of control is just as unpredictable—someone may be a natural with their new abilities, or be in great need of a tutor!
By day 33 (May 13 OOC), the effect has faded, and the technicians soon decide to restrict the days that the Ingress is active going forward.
[[For more information, check out this OOC post!]]
⋆ While Kauto has always been known for its temperate climate, the slow changes have accelerated as the onslaught of the storm around Thisavrou shifts. A noticeable drop in temperature from the norm finds the planet settling at an alarming 54° F / 12° C during the day. And at night, temperatures fluctuate between this and 40° F / 4° C. All residents who tend crops will discover that some plants and other vegetation have withered without the warmer temperatures. An evacuation of all scientists and researchers on Chioni will be announced within the month due to its incredibly unstable surface temperature of -60° F / -51 C during the day and -150° F / -101° C at night. Access to some of the furthest burgs have been restricted until further notice because of this.
⋆ Savrii Notices:
As recently made public in Deputy TOD’s broadcast, a foreign presence has infiltrated Thisavrou using the bodies of its recent travelers. Presumed both intelligent and hostile, the contaminant has prompted a rapid response from the Savrii. Testing and Decontamination Centers have been established on Kauto and Chioni, and all persons who have traveled off-world in the last two cycles are called to present themselves for examination.
The basic procedure will last about six hours: medical tests, technical analysis, and a high-powered chemical wash designed to “make any stowaways run screaming”. All of this in addition to prolonged questioning as to their recent points of contact both on Thisavrou and outside. Parties who demonstrate cause for concern (including, of course, acknowledged contact with the contaminant) will be flagged in the Savrii’s database and required to return for twice-weekly visits to continue the procedures. Other than the phantom emptiness described previously, characters will feel no side effects of their exposure at this time. They may, however, find casual passerby avoiding them after a visit. Medical secrecy only goes so far against fear of plague, and that chemical wash also stains most creatures a cheery yellow-green.
Whatever its effect on your life personally, the social effects of the incursion are difficult to miss. Whispers and fear turn to paranoia and full-blown fights, and Thisavrou's population centers are packed with heated debates about safety versus exploration-- or sometimes, versus the explorers themselves. A small black-market trade in preventative medicine (real or otherwise) has sprung up, and rumors claim that the full list of infected persons can be bought too: by those who have the right connections and a lot of cash to pay.
Combating this upswing of violence and disorder? Thisavrou's intermediaries. Combination police force and negotiators, the intermediaries have always been crucial to the rule of law on Thisavrou. Recent events, however, have seen them advertising their presence more: some wearing a strip of silver cloth to mark their status and availability to help. If approached by one, characters will experience a supernatural sense of calm. They will find their concerns met with sympathy and understanding... but somehow also the exact right words to talk all parties down. Whether that means persuading your neighbor to leave you out of his conspiracy theories or explaining why you need to report in for testing... well, that depends on you.
Following the opening of travel to the planet Deslora, an unscrupulous individual smuggled back clownbee larvae. In the weeks since, the clownbees have become a mildly invasive species in certain areas of Region 3. Victims of clownbee stings report an irresistible urge to smear garish makeup across their faces and the need to consume as much sugar as possible. Citizens are cautioned to listen for telltale sounds of buzzing and honking, and be wary.
An organization that purchased samples from the planet Aueia several months ago is opening an exhibit at a museum in Region 1. Those who participated in gathering objects from the planet, as well as any who care to attend, are invited to attend a small opening reception for the exhibit, where they will be presented with a small gift from an ardent lover of that world's wildlife: a small whale carving made of stone with mild psychic properties. When touched with bare hands, the holder will receive a mental picture of someone who means a great deal to them, with perfect clarity, as if they saw them just a moment ago.
⋆ Mission notices have been posted to TABs for anyone interested in earning a little extra cash. Available missions are listed below:
Day 28 (May 8th) - While recent events have been difficult, the Department of Ingress Contingency Coordination is impressed by the rapid response of all Savrii in coming together to ensure public safety. A few holdouts, however, are rumored to be hiding their conditions-- and thereby putting not only themselves, but the entire population at risk. The department will therefore offer a reward of 100 sencs to citizens willing to report these cases, with an additional 200 senc bonus if the persons involved have been directly exposed to the contaminants. As Deputy TOD puts it, "you're only SAVING EVERYONE'S LIVES". Day 36 (May 16th) - EN-Line systems throughout Thisavrou have begun to suffer a strange outbreak of mechanical failures that are leaving commuters by the wayside. Rumor claims some of Chioni's insectoid residents might be to blame. The Savrii will pay 50 sencs to anyone capable of confirming the problem, and 300 to anyone who solves it.
ingress travel info
⋆ 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. As of this month, security will be in place outside the Ingress to ensure no clearance violations occur.
⋆ The Ingress powers Thisavrou in every way: economically, socially, and as a literal source of light and heat. However, between the biohazard incident and the recent escalation of the storms, the hazards of free travel can no longer be ignored. As a result, on May 10, the Ingress will be sealed against intrusion.
While sealed, Ingress travel must be directly controlled by the technicians. Instead of directing the open channel of the Ingress, technicians will be opening access to specific worlds, and closing it immediately after. As a result, traveling parties will have certain timeframes to leave and to return. Missing your schedule can result in being stranded offworld until the next travel period comes. Additionally, no new arrivals will be able to appear while Thisavrou's Ingress remains sealed. ((For OOC ramifications, check out the new app schedule!))
* Due to the closure and a recent push for regulation, no new worlds will be opened for exploration at this time. However, travel to established worlds will still be permitted, especially by individuals who have made contact there before. This opens up the opportunity for...
Revisiting Old Haunts
⋆ As many concerns have been brought up about the risks of their own Ingress travel, the Savrii are united in one certainty: that manipulation of the Ingress by other parties poses a far greater risk. A colony buried in the ruins of Thiri has been discovered engaging in their own in-depth studies on the use of Ingress energy. The Savrii consider this behavior to be a threat to the stability of all universes, and as with the Midway Hub, intervention is required at any cost.
A team is being sent to destroy all research data and technology onsite, along with anyone who interferes. As the colony's population is expected to interfere in its entirety, full combat gear will be provided to all volunteers. The mission will be supervised by high-clearance Savrii, and pay 250 sencs to each volunteer. All volunteers must be of at least Clearance Level 3, or personally vouched for by someone who is.
⋆ A year ago (by their local calendar), one of Thisavrou's established trade partners was approached by a pirate ship, one that had stolen from their world before. When the ruse was discovered, they attempted to force out the invaders, and in doing so, suffered a tragedy beyond proportion: the loss of an entire world.
Caducus Primary is no more. The mission announcement also notes that their sister planet, Caducus Secondary, also suffered massive losses in their efforts to force reparations from the murderers. On Day 35 of the current cycle (May 25th), a gathering is being held in the field of shattered glass where Caducus Primary was, to piece together a monument to the fallen. Thisavrou has pledged to send a delegation to assist. The pay will be minimal (30 sencs, to cover a missed workday), but this mission is open to all clearance levels.
[[ooc: For questions, comments, or additional information, check out the OOC post here.]]

Agent Texas
i. Between the dreams she's been experiencing at night and the strange things she's been experiencing during the daytime, Tex has been starting to wonder if she's going a bit mad. She posted something to the network to probe for other people's experiences, especially those who think they've been able to hear other people's thoughts, but for now she's stuck dealing with things as they come to her.
The only way she knows of to deal with things, though, is to proceed like everything is normal, even when she is responding to thoughts people have left unspoken. And it's not long before she notices her own will seems to influence others—when she puts particular amounts of concentration into projecting her thoughts onto some other person, she witnesses a strange red mist projecting in front of her, and then the person seems confused and changes their mind. Obviously, this is nothing to take lightly, and she is sort of horrified that it's happening at all. She doesn't have any desire to subsume someone else's will. She had that happen to her enough in her lifetime to know what a horrible thing that is.
ii. From there, her newfound abilities, if that's what they are, seem to escalate. She finds that she can manipulate objects at will, without touching them. But the abilities, all of them, are spotty and inhibited. She's not good at using them. And sometimes, things seem to happen without her even trying to do it on purpose. She might move the sugar shaker at the coffee shop at a simple whim, or pick up a fallen object by simply looking at it. It's just as likely that she'll get angry and cause a nearby window to shatter, though. It turns out, it's not always beneficial.
☄ EN-LINE REPAIRS
As soon as Tex hears what's going on with the EN-Line system, her curiosity is piqued. She wants to look into the problem and be the one to solve it. The fact that she'd get paid a bonus for solving it is a plus, but not her only motivation. There's also the satisfaction of solving the problem for so many people, and receiving the credit in front of everyone as well. She's there early on the first day, then, and investigates the damage and what needs to be done to repair it.
"This looks like damage from those scraplet things," she mutters to herself as she probes into the systems. The metal-eating creatures had caused damage to her robot body back when they had been on the Moira, and she's never forgotten the fear that they may return.
☄ DECONTAMINATION
"Goddamn, what is taking so long?" Tex arises and paces the length of the waiting room, then picks another chair over there to sit in. There are a number of people here also waiting to have their treatments done, and it's no wonder, with hoe much time it takes and all the ridiculous rigmarole there is about it. She's been bright greenish yellow ever since her first treatment and all she wants is to get this over with so the color will go away. She doesn't consider herself vain, but...there are some standards.
"Is it just me or is this taking way too much of time out of our schedules?" she asks a person who happens to be sitting nearby. She could be fixing something, or doing something else useful.
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If there's one person she's not able to hide anything from, it's Daniel. They both awoke the night of the shared nightmare, and she doesn't think the fact that she's been dreaming more consistently ever since has escaped him. So when she begins to experience the ability to hear other people's thoughts, he's the first to know about that, as well.
The way it comes about seems innocuous enough. They arise early, as they typically do, and as they get dressed and prepare breakfast, she realizes he's feeling unusually chatty. She smiles at him when he makes a comment about how lucky he is, and later, when she's making the coffee, he shoots her a compliment about how good her ass looks in the little shorts she wears to bed. At that point she abandons what she's doing to turn around and approach him, putting her arms around his neck. She's more than flattered; she's proud of attracting his attentions like that, and prepared to go so far as to restructure her schedule for the day, if he's interested in a morning rendez-vous.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" she says, her tone teasing.
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Still, it strikes him as a little odd that she's remarking on his mood when he doesn't think he's been doing anything outwardly unusual. If anything, she's the one who seems to be in a "good mood."
"What do you mean?"
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"Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about, huh?" she says. She trails a finger along the juncture of his neck to his shoulder, moving her hand to his chest. "You usually aren't much for just randomly talking about my ass, that's all." And she raises her hand to cup his chin and kisses him.
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"I didn't say anything about your ass."
Did he? He may have a sort of generalized appreciation, but it's not one he typically voices. He'd thought about it earlier, but....
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"What?" she says. "What...?"
She moves her other hand to his chest, so that both hands rest against his collarbones.
"You did," she insists, because what she was just thinking doesn't make any sense. There's no way that wave of confusion came from outside of herself, came from him. She's just confused about his denial. "You said you loved the way these shorts cling to my ass."
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"I didn't. How often do I say things like that?"
Not very often. He doesn't keep her guessing, but his affection and appreciation is far more likely to come out in actions than words; it's one of the reasons for the level of physicality in their relationship.
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Super power party!
Contaminated power? Maybe, and he'd stopped the draw of energy in case. But scans couldn't read anything wrong, and contamination didn't account for the strange, eager buzzing in the back of his mind. A whisper just past detection, a ready, coiled hum, waiting to be used. Not energy the way he knows it. But something different. Something else.
He doesn't like it. He doesn't wait. Certainly, Rinzler doesn't stop to check the network, exiting his rooms and making for Clu's at a quick pace. He isn't expecting to encounter Texas in the hall, though her presence doesn't surprise him—her living space is on the way. But he doesn't expect it to matter, isn't looking to converse or interact. Can't see any reason why she would.
After all, it's not like she can hear his quiet, panicked loops of processing.
Right?
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So as she leaves her condo, she's wearing her armor and carrying a dog crate with a small white spitz in it. She's got to take Hachi to the kennel, and then she'll be away for some time.
The ability she woke up with isn't very sharp yet. She seems only to be able to pick up the most urgent of people's emotions, their strongest feelings. So when she feels a panicked feeling from a new source, she can't help but stop and turn toward the source of it. When she sees Rinzler, she puts the dog crate down and waits for him to make an approach, somewhat fascinated. She didn't know programs had emotions quite like humans or AIs based on a human mind, like herself.
"Rinzler," she says. He won't be able to see her frown through her visor, so she keeps her body language subdued. "What's wrong?"
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They didn't know either.
Tex's presence might not come as a surprise, but the question does, a little. He hadn't thought he was that obvious. Still, she's an ally used to reading his nonverbals, and he slows, lagging only a moment before reaching for his TAB.
(Lagging, to wonder why she cares what's wrong with him.)
(Lagging, to doubt that function loss means anything to someone who's chosen to give up her own.)
Texas intends to be a user. That doesn't mean she's betrayed him (yet), but it does mean sharing data on his current state is unlikely to draw any reaction but dismissal. He doesn't require assistance (not here), but he also doesn't want to hear that from her. At all. Compromise:.
Code error.
It's not a lie.
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"You seem off," she continues. "Or...something seems off, anyway."
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Assuming she doesn't count.
Reporting to programmer.
Another dismissal. Another truth. It doesn't matter what the error is; it doesn't matter how glitched he might be. Clu will fix it. Clu always has.
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"Clu?" she asks. "Clu is your programmer?" She'd thought Alan was his programmer. She has only interacted with Clu briefly, on the network, but she didn't care for him.
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Clu will fix this, though. Clu has to. But as much as Rinzler needs it, but that doesn't make the process of correction less imposing. It doesn't stop him wondering what else Clu might correct along the way.
Texas' words are simple enough, though the inflection seems mismatched. He hadn't said Clu—she had. So why ask? He nods, eying the (user) (
program) a little warily.no subject
"You're worried he'll do something else. I would, too. I don't like him."
She pauses and holds herself up tall in her armor. The dog senses something odd about her stance and barks, just once, from his crate.
"Yes, I can hear what you're thinking. I don't know where the ability came from. It's just something I can do right now."
She'd also perceived that he's torn on whether to refer to her as a user or AI, but she'll respond to that in a second.
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powers ii
Maybe if he was less distracted, less focused on trying to control his own newfound powers, he would have seen it coming. But he doesn't, and a nearby window shatters by his head as he jumps about five feet in the air.
He doesn't recognize the woman he whirls on; after all, the last time he saw her, she was in full armor. He struggles not to come out with anger, since it's likely not her fault, and they're all struggling right now. But he does not need this.
He manages to press most of the irritated waver out of his voice.
"Having difficulty?"
setting this on day 3
When Lavellan addresses her, she rolls her eyes. He may be unsure of who she is, but she recognizes him instantly.
"A bit, yeah. Just a little bit."
But she then brings her sarcastic irritation under control. Their interactions can't be forever colored by their fight in the arena. She stands and looks him over.
"You didn't get hit by any glass, did you?"
works for me!
"Nowhere important."
Then he crosses his arms and looks her over again, considering. Something about her voice seems familiar, but he can't place from where. And he certainly hasn't seen her before.
Coincidence, maybe.
"You got some kind of magic, then, I take it?"
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Her second statement interrupts his thoughts, and he steps back, blinking at her.
"That was you?"
He's not sure why he's so surprised, but whatever he expected his opponent to look like, she isn't it.
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powers ii
You up for dinner tonight?
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Sure. You want to meet at that diner we went to before?