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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-02-01 11:09 am

( february intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: February 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Emiri
What: The crew finds themselves on the planet of Emiri
Warnings: Mentions of a corpse. Please label your content!

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famed & framed
"There will be no prison which can hold our movement down."

The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and nothing is familiar.

Yet, unlike most new crew arrivals, this one is in the middle of chaos.

Despite more recent events, the planet of Emiri is not as peaceful as it once was. Frederick Link is still missing, and the authorities of Emiri have yet to lift the interplanetary ban they have placed on all space crafts docked at the aerospace. The captains previous held a meeting asking crew for any and all information that might help them locate the Komai, a mysterious group determined to undermine Link'd Inc's work providing flourishing matches across the universe by causing random acts of violence and protest across the three main cities: Harashan, Avelle, and St. Murtel. These things have led to mass arrests as well as an unsettling atmosphere spreading across the planet, and since a previous broadcast, things are beginning to escalate.

A downward spiral of these events begins as soon as new arrivals start to leave the Ingress—an unmarked box arrives in the cargo bay addressed to the inhabitants of the Moira. As per his job, Niko Bellic is the one to discover this box and open it. For some, the contents may be particularly gruesome. Link’s body is inside, clothed in a simple white button-down and pants (no shoes), and it looks as if letters have begun to bleed through the material. Anyone with expert knowledge of torture may note that Link was, in fact, tortured for information, and those letters? The writing itself spells out the name St. Murtel.

The captains, having been alerted of this, make an attempt to contact those at Link’d Inc. Unfortunately, the damage has already been done.


☄ First: MISCOMMUNICATION
Somehow, whether intentional or not, the Komai have once again hacked public systems and networks to brand those of the Moira as the ones behind these terroristic acts. They still use their own name, but the images are different, focusing on familiar faces wearing the ship’s uniforms and traveling to the Aerospace to return to the Moira. Not only that, there are short recordings of Link’s final words that mention a very recognizable name: Captain Thán. The Komai have redirected the blame to the Moira and its crew for their own means, and in response, any and all crew who are captured by authorities will immediately be detained and shipped out to unknown locations. The Captains send a message via MID and request everyone return to the ship to prevent this from happening. Yet, not all messages will be delivered depending on how far away they are.

With everyone’s safety hanging in the balance, the Captains have decided to take things into their own hands and find a way to lift the block on the Moira so they can leave Emiri’s orbit and avoid further repercussions regardless of whether or not any one of the crew wants to stay.






☄ Second: DECOY & DISTRACT
After learning that Benjamin Link, son of recently deceased Frederick Link, knows how to unlock the ship so they can leave, the captains ask for volunteers to act as decoys on a mission to the Aerospace in Harashan. Their job is to distract guards and Emiri citizens, leaving the path clear for Benjamin to get to the computers. The captains reiterate that they are to use nonfatal methods as they don’t want a repeat of the events on Caducus Primary. Without his help, the ship won’t be able to leave, making this mission critical and extremely time sensitive.

☄ Third: RESCUE
During the mission, Benjamin informs the crew that the Komai aren’t incorrect in their claims that Link’d Inc uses unforgivable means to obtain information in order to make their matches perfect. The children the crew dreamed about are just two of many—the offspring of Emirian citizens who had gone missing. It has long been suspected that Link’d Inc was involved in their disappearances, but only recently has the Komai done anything to shed light on these gruesome rumors. Benjamin, after successfully unlocking the ship, disables the security systems in St. Murtel, which will allow the children a chance to escape. They’ll need assistance in getting out of St. Murtel and to a pre-designated area in Avelle where a group of Komai and Emirians will be waiting for them.

But be careful. If anyone is recognized as part of the crew, they will be placed under arrest for treason and possibly never heard from again.

☄ Fourth: BREAKING OUT
Now that the computer systems in Harashan’s Aerospace have been used to release the Moira, the entire crew are being called back via MID for an expedient exit from Emiri. Crew will be asked to assist other Moirans in getting back to the ship as quickly as possible via transporters or other small crafts as leaving is their only option at this point. In the escape, Emiri launches an attack on the Moira in an attempt to stop them. The ship’s previously unused defense systems activate, and those assigned to those positions are required to man their posts. Perhaps even those who don’t have the clearance are needed. Either way, it’s time to leave.

☄ Fifth: REFUGEES
Now that the ship has finally escaped Emiri’s orbit, the crew will notice a group of stragglers in the main hall. During the crew’s quick exit, about fifty Emirians have taken refuge aboard the Moira, and the captains have agreed to take them to the closest planet so they may start again or live a life free of Link’d Inc “rule”. The captains ask the crew to help get them clothes and food for their short stay, no longer than a day at most, and to occupy them as best they can. Tell jokes, sing songs, bring up the kittens so that everyone can attempt to wind down after this series of unfortunate events. Light entertainment won’t be provided, but on request, some crew members may do just that.


( ooc; This plot is spread out over the first half of the month of February, and follows the order of the prompts listed above. Feel free to take as much time as you need to with your characters and use the info above for posts/logs at your discretion. For questions, go here. Please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! )
gainedlove: (* Sing)

[personal profile] gainedlove 2016-02-17 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Frisk nods and glances back to the cupboards, chewing their lip. They don't really need help with the baking part, but...

"Um...I can't find any butterscotch. Do you know where it is?"
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[personal profile] whatdidisay 2016-02-17 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Wait, I have to threaten him? ( this is absolutely not what he signed up for! ) I'm Service, not ImpSec. And we've got fast-penta for this back home.

( sorry kaz. )
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[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-02-17 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I don't see ImpSec around. I see a guy that needs to get us off this planet.

[He does realize they're not going to be able to get it out of this guy now that they've said that, though.] Get the knife anyway. It'll come in handy. [He starts choking the guy himself, having to hold tight with that one arm in an awkward way, until he goes limp.]

If you're out here in this sort of situation, enter it willingly, you have to prepare yourself. You don't want to threaten him. But you don't want to run into other officers, either. Find out where the patrols are, and they can be detoured without encountering them. You go out, knowing you're going to be facing violent people, you are committing yourself to violence.

Get the idea? You don't have to kill them. You can always knock them out. Stun them. But they can't doubt it. Then you can dodge the rest.
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[personal profile] backsassin 2016-02-17 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[So from what the kid has said so far, Zam’s assuming these “mushi” are either symptoms of a disease or of withdrawal. Either way, there are people better equipped to deal with it than her.]

Well, if you wanted a place to start looking, the medbay’s your best bet. When we get there, ask to speak with Doc Yewll -- she’s the expert on this sort of thing. [She holds her hand out to him.]

You ready to go now?
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[personal profile] gainedlove 2016-02-17 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Must be! But I'm the monster ambassador to all the humans! ...or I was." Their expression falls a bit, and Frisk frowns at the floor. "I hope we can all get home soon. I gotta take care of everybody, and Mom's gonna be super worried."

Frisk was kind of hoping Sans might show up through one of his shortcuts, but he doesn't have any way of knowing just where Frisk is, now.
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[personal profile] yer_pretty_good 2016-02-17 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[She wasn't very optimistic.]

I'll get home if I have to hijack this ship and fly there myself.

[He has no idea how in the hell he'd do that, but one thing at a time.]

Are you really? First time I've met someone here from a time before my current one, though I do remember 1961.

[It was just a few years before he met Snake.]

My current year is 1984.
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[personal profile] twocomplex 2016-02-17 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
"How can you say how things 'should' be?"

It's more of a snap than he meant for it to be, and he pauses to clutch at his face, turning away. "I know little of these many worlds, but it hardly seems so simple as that."
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[personal profile] getweird 2016-02-17 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[He spent three years in San Quentin, so this looks like a dream. Well, not quite, but it's not half bad.]

Cats?

[Scott pauses and looks down at the super small kitten stalking towards the ants. He lets out a sound that is both too high-pitched and shrill, dropping his bag to come down on his knees beside the animal.]

You're so cute. And small, why are you so small.

[Laughing, he picks it up and starts to pet and cuddle it. Remembering that he's not alone, he twists around, looking up at Snake.]

What's its name? Is it yours?
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[personal profile] getweird 2016-02-17 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
When's a good time for you, man. I can stop by whenever.

[It makes sense that Bruce Banner would be running the Science Department, he's super smart and good with that kind of stuff.]

Maybe then we'll get those little guys all sorted out.

[Scott makes a face, he'd been too distraught to introduce himself, sticking his hand out for a proper greeting. The one without the ant, obviously.]

I'm Scott. Scott Lang.
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[personal profile] getweird 2016-02-17 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Scott has no idea what's happening, but he's into it.]

How about you show me your totally huge blue body?
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[personal profile] forfeits 2016-02-17 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, that doesn't exactly explain it, though! We don't have... mutants where I'm from!

[ well they have similar things, in some ways, but he doesn't want to think about that. ] It's pretty impressive, though, have you always been like that?
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[personal profile] forfeits 2016-02-17 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Tacos and burgers?

[ the names of those foods sound so strange, but it does at least sound a little more wholesome? as long as he's not forced to drink milk here, they'll all be in good shape.

he doesn't miss Scott's slip up, though. maybe any other kid his age might, but Ed looks up at him, almost silently acknowledging it. ]


Aliens? What do you mean? We didn't have anything like this. The most advanced thing we had were automobiles, and even then they didn't get too complex. Well, for an engine, anyway.
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[personal profile] forfeits 2016-02-17 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Huh, so they work a little bit like bacteria, then? I don't know what they look like, but I guess I understand.

[ what an interesting concept, but it's even stranger to think that there are worlds beyond his own out there. it's hard to fathom, even know, and he marvels at the thought for a long time. ]

We didn't have anything like that, but... we have alchemy back home. Sort of the science of manipulating mass and matter to form different things. Not everyone has it, but those who do often specialize.
forfeits: (Default)

oh please you're fine, i'm slow always

[personal profile] forfeits 2016-02-17 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Made of glass? That sounds pretty awesome. [ he smiles at the thought. ] So we do get to get off the ship sometimes? I can't imagine being stuck on this thing the whole time, I'd miss the sunshine!
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[personal profile] a_shadow 2016-02-17 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"That's all we can do. Hope, that is." She nods at Allison and starts the stack with her own empty cup, gesturing for those who are finished to follow suit.
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[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-17 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"What was your old body like?"

It's good to have something to focus on other than the fact that she is hurting a lot, it helps her keep walking at a steady pace without limping too much.

Besides, she really does want to know. If there is one sort of good thing about this whole abduction situation it is that she is getting to meet some really interesting people.
Edited 2016-02-17 05:28 (UTC)
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[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-17 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a lifestyle show."

One that Trish sometimes tries to steer in more opinionated and political directions, but it is somewhat of an uphill struggle against her production team, who doesn't have nearly as much faith in the attention span of her listeners as she does.

"I've actually been tasked with creating a radio show here too."
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[personal profile] a_shadow 2016-02-17 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"A lot more powerful and efficient," Tex says. "Though the most recent body I was in kind of sucked." Those robot models were supposed to all be the same, but who knew what that red sergeant had done to hers when he built it. He wasn't the most competent.

She glances down at herself as they walk, rubbing her arm with her opposite hand. "I'm not in the habit of just telling everyone about this," she says turning her head to face Trish. "I look human, and for most people that's what they see and what they care to think about me. I figured you deserved to know, though. That they installed an AI into a copy of you." It spoke a lot to what powers the Ingress held, and the thought of what could be done with it in the wrong hands kind of made Tex angry. What right did its programmers have to bring all of them here, people like her and Church who had believed themselves dead?
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[personal profile] tearmeanewone 2016-02-17 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. We should pull as many of them from their posts as possible, but if you start reporting a security threat they'll go on high alert. A passed out girl in tiny shorts isn't a threat. Or so they think.

[She turns and looks back at him. Thank God he's mostly dressed now.]

It's easy. Just like firing a noisemaking dart down a dummy hallway.
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[personal profile] handing 2016-02-17 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Super-honey? [No one else could have gotten Pepper to laugh as she does then, warm and sudden at Tony gives her yet another nickname. His hand lingers sweetly warm on her cheek, and Pepper lets her eyes close as she leans into that touch.] That has got to be the worst superhero name ever.

[And she doesn't have words to express how much she loves him for saying it.

He had indeed said he would save her, make her human again after Killian's attempts to turn her into a trophy. She doesn't need to hear that the choice is hers to know Tony would do whatever she asked, fix her or leave her as she is. She leans down without another word, presses her lips to his and thanks whatever force that has drawn them here for bringing them both. She prides herself on her ability to not only cope, but prosper in adverse situations, to make sense out of chaos in whatever method she can. She was okay here on her own, without Tony at her side.

But God, she feels so much closer to whole just having him there.]


I don't know why that should surprise you. It is Natasha. [Her voice is soft only because she's still close to him, breathing in his scent even as she chides him a bit.] I'm also pretty sure you skipped over a big part there. What exactly do you mean by "generally unpleasant stuff."
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[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-17 09:31 am (UTC)(link)
"It's tempting to say no just to see what your face would look like if I said 'take me to bed, Bruce'."

She's not going to blame the painkillers here, but she might blame Jessica's tremendous skill for being a pain in the ass. It might have rubbed off.
hyperkinesia: (I wouldn't have come.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-17 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
He lets out a chuckle, ducking his head as he hides a shy lopsided grin.

"I'm trying to be serious here, alright? I can help you to bed, if you can't manage."
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[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-17 10:07 am (UTC)(link)
Aww, that's so cute. He seems to be getting better at dealing with her attempts to fluster him.

"I can manage. Thanks for getting me this far."
hyperkinesia: (What does he want me to do?)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-17 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
Only slightly.

"Don't mention it."

Slowly he lets go of her, lingering to make sure that she can stand on her own and make her way into her room by herself.
notpatsy: (really?)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-17 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
"AI? Artificial intelligence?"

Trish squints at the other woman, trying to wrap her head around it.

"Well. If that's really what happened at least they gave my body to a badass."

She saw those moves back there, Tex.