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thisavrou_log2017-05-06 05:15 am
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.]]
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What did bother him, however, were the nightmares.
Dreams where he saw futures he was no longer privy to. Palaven burning. Galaxies burning. The end of all things.
Dreams where he envisioned what Shepard told him -- his body changing, becoming nothing more than a lifeless shell after death.
Dreams where he felt Sovereign's presence so closely it seemed as though he never left the ship in the first place. He could hear the whispers clearly, the hums of the engines, even now.
Somehow, despite his grouching over the poorly chosen decor (honestly, what was Nihlus thinking when he bought that eyesore of a table?), sleep came easier than ever while Saren was stuck in Nihlus' "home". He still had the nightmares, sure...but it was easier to doze off, let his guard down. Saren tried to ignore the reasons why that might be.
Tonight was one of the few nights' Saren managed sleep. As soon as the screaming started, though, he jerked awake violently on the couch Nihlus lent him, reaching for a gun that wasn't there.
Saren only manages to catch the end of the flames before they fade away, leaving no trace they even occurred. ]
Nihlus?
[ There's a hint of hesitation in his voice as if he isn't sure what to make of what the hell just happened. Did that just happen? ]
I'm here.
[ His sub vocals drop softer, a tired and wary gaze fixed on Nihlus, as though afraid he might suddenly combust. ]
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In the midst of the mess is Nihlus sitting up in the gloom, hands clutching at his temples as if they were going to burst. The gem in his forehead still flickers with that strange white flame, glowing from within an eerie pale light. It makes the markings on his face shine, pulsing in time with each sharp intake of breath. ]
Saren-
[ His voice is strained and sharp and distinctly wounded. Saren would have heard it before, the tone Nihlus used after he'd been shot, after he'd broken something, been stabbed somewhere vital- but still desperately trying to communicate through the pain-laden haze. ]
Cut me out, [ he gasps, swallowing down bile, feeling like his skull was about to split. ] It just- cut me out. I can't find- I can't-
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[ Saren's mandibles flickered with frustration as he cut Nihlus off, not that Nihlus was paying him any attention. His eyes focused on the gem on Nihlus' forehead, and Saren connected the dots himself. Figured that the burst of flame he witnessed was connected to it, somehow, since it looked as though it were burning. That, however, didn't explain what set it off -- what Nihlus experienced, just now. ]
Nihlus, calm down.
[ Easier said than done, he supposed, but he needed Nihlus to get a grip on himself if he were going to help him.
Saren plopped himself off of the couch with a grunt, then made his way over to him after turning on the light. As far as his eyes could see, there were no burn marks on Nihlus, nothing to suggest that the fire was anything but superficial.
The pain on the other hand, evidently, was not. ]
What happened? You were screaming.
[ And you were on fire, he wants to say, but somehow he doesn't think that'd help. ]
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Spirits, he's going to vomit.
The tan skin on his neck had blanched into a sickly gray and he's hunched over, shaking and borderline hyperventilating. ]
I think I just- mind melded with something horrible.
[ That was the closest feeling he could describe it as anyways. It wasn't like your standard information exchange with an Asari though. Closer to Domination, the horrific feeling of someone trying to drag you under so that they could peel your head apart.
The strange, artificial withdrawal in the back of his mind was gone now though, uprooted. Excised. There was no string of connection for him to try and follow again, nothing but a hollow shape where the link should have been.
Wait. Wait. ]
Saren- [ he starts and then stops, nausea flashing through him hot and cold. ] Saren. You're in danger.
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[ Saren peered, considering Nihlus' form cautiously while still hovering close by.
Mind-mendled. That wasn't a description he expected Nihlus to give but the term alone opened many possibilities as to what occurred. ]
Should I get the garbage can?
[ Spirits know he wants to know what's going on, but it'll do neither of them any good if Nihlus was too ill to communicate properly. ]
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[ A beat. Then, a bit less sarcastically: ]
Please get me the garbage can.
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As soon as you regain your composure, I want you to inform me of exactly what just transpired.
[ Saren flicked a mandible, maintaining an impassive expression. ]
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Actually regaining his composure is a slower process.
He empties his stomach contents completely about five minutes in and starts dry heaving instead. This goes one for a good, solid thirty minutes and every time Nihlus thinks he's doing good enough to try getting up to fetch some painkillers- it starts up again.
Eventually, the younger Spectre ends up in an exhausted, feverish, miserable heap, leaning against the base of the couch. ]
Mother. The thing I just spoke with. [ His voice is a rough, dissonant rasp, strained through a nasty, molten migraine. ] The parasites we vomited up after visiting the Asteroid. They're parts of it.