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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)! )
willinglychanged: (xlii.)

[personal profile] willinglychanged 2016-02-17 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Drew looks over at all the people and then back at the stranger and tilts his head to the side again, still like a confused puppy.]

Kinda because there's all the people... and then there's you. Y'weren't exactly part of the group, man. Guess I'm just used to comin' over to the lone wolf.

[He was a bartender for too long, lonely souls were his thing.]
notyetsore: (ok i'll stop talking about glowing bugs)

[personal profile] notyetsore 2016-02-17 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I--

[He's not ready. He's not ready for any of this, or to go anywhere, and he can tell easily enough when someone doesn't believe what he's saying... or, in this case, is just misunderstanding.

But he's already argued so much, and it's not working, and now there's a familiar knot of fear forming in his stomach at the prospect of saying any more.

Ginko's fingers curl tightly for a moment, then he nods. He closes the box and, after a moment of staring at her hand uncertainly, he reaches out and takes it.

He feels sick.]
skatebird: (ʙᴀʙʏ i couldn't breathe)

[personal profile] skatebird 2016-02-18 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"No thanks." Yata rather likes having skin and organs and all those other things he'd lose if he became a skeleton.

More importantly, there's another issue at hand he considered more pressing. "You said there was a kid running around? Like an elementary school kid?" He seems kinda worried about the idea, but mostly irritated. Adult are one thing, but if they're dragging children into this mess...
skatebird: (ʏᴏᴜ could be trusted)

[personal profile] skatebird 2016-02-18 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now there's a familiar name. Yata perks up immediately, completely forgetting Lara's reassurances that eating cafeteria food won't kill him. ]

Hold on, Rosethorn? That short woman with red hair?
skatebird: (ᴅɪᴅ you have to hit me)

[personal profile] skatebird 2016-02-18 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Being laughed at, unfortunately, does nothing to help Yata's temper. He doesn't yell at her over it but he does look even more keyed up in response.

Her reassurances don't do anything to reassure him, either - but that last comment of hers has the advantage of distracting him. His aggravation fades, melting into bafflement instead.

"It snows? How?"
skatebird: (ᴡʜᴀᴛ was shiny)

[personal profile] skatebird 2016-02-18 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ This guy... is actually pretty enthusiastic. Yata's not sure what exactly he'd been expecting but this certainly isn't it. He's suddenly reminded of Totsuka; just a little, but enough to leave him feeling a little melancholy all the same. ]

Ah, well...

[ Yata doesn't consider himself much of an educator, but...

Well, why not?
]

... sure! There's a lot, though. I probably can't tell you all at once.
takeitslow: ([Speak])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-02-18 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Aww, how nice of you to notice. [It's the first, probably.]

Good to know. I'd be a little wary of hanging out on a ship with a history of mass crew death like that. Though it's not like we'd know, right? Maybe hat's why we're here in the first place. But, hey. Guess that's what we got you for. Please don't let us all die, big guy.
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[personal profile] heliakal 2016-02-18 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Clark's brow furrows even further. He isn't exactly impressed with Napoleon, especially not after this little stunt, but it's surprising that he'd go as far as attempting murder in order to steal something. They're definitely going to have a long talk when Emiri is behind them.

"I'll take care of it," he says. Despite the edge of finality to the words, he's got no plans to kill anyone.

"If you want to seek out justice for what he did, take it up with the Captains. Try killing another member of this crew, and you'll find out that the only thing faster than your bullet is me." It's not so much a threat as a statement of fact. "Do we understand each other?"
backsassin: by <user name = sousaphone> (and i'm gonna make you need me)

[personal profile] backsassin 2016-02-18 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
They tell you when they give you your contract. [She notices the nervousness in his voice.] Don’t worry, it’s not like they’re slave-drivers or anything. Actually, I’ve had two jobs since arriving here, and both of them mostly consist of sitting around.

[At least this job has a couple days of excitement when the newcomers arrive. In the hold, “sitting around” had comprised pretty much all of her duties.] I’m sure you’ll be able to handle it.
leanandgreen: (Crouching)

SORRY FOR SLOW 8(

[personal profile] leanandgreen 2016-02-18 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Right, just point me to the right one and I'll break it down!

[Now he's an ox. There's no stopping the shapeshifting mayhem.]
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[personal profile] swaddledog 2016-02-18 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
At first, she doesn't get it. Furiosa thinks too hard about what "Amish" had to do with a shoe, and her brows knit with confusion. It takes a full thirty seconds before she begins to think outside the box.

Then she actually snorts, a very small laugh.

"My turn. You want to see something funny?"
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[personal profile] neveroutwrenched 2016-02-18 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
True. But that would require them to have some idea of where they want to go.

[And maybe they did. He wonders if the Captains had actually discussed this.]

I can't imagine most people suddenly uprooted from their lives have a very concrete destination.
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[personal profile] whatdidisay 2016-02-18 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
I'm a big fan of stunning.

( ivan mutters, shoving the knife in his pocket after watching the other man knock out the guard very effectively. )

Why are you doing this?

( he can't help but ask, since it tends to go above and beyond 'don't get the other guy killed.' )
yer_pretty_good: images from tumblr (sly cat)

:D

[personal profile] yer_pretty_good 2016-02-18 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Ocelot is as settled in as anyone can be in these parts. He's sure it isn't easy for anyone to get accustomed to being here; especially those who are from a time with this type of ship doesn't even exist. In part, it feels like he's seeing a glimpse of the future, and that's sort of exciting. At the same time, he'd really like to get back to 1984 now.

As he's walking, though, he hears the whistling tune and pauses, since he certainly does recognize it. When he looks to the whistler, he smiles a little with amusement.]


Evenin'.
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[personal profile] blackblooded 2016-02-18 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Crona flinches, recoiling from the snap of the words like they're a physical blow. If the teen was nervous before, it was nothing compared to the flicker of terror in Crona's expression now. For a second, it looks like the kid might just bolt.

Then, Crona gets some sort of self-control back, still wary but at least not running off.

"If..." Crona's not giving up this point. "If most people come from places with day and night, that's how it should be."
stompadour: (DISDAINFUL LIP CURL)

[personal profile] stompadour 2016-02-18 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Hm," says Jasper. "Well, I guess it can't hurt. Alright, come on." She nods towards the door. "I'm supposed to show you around. You got any questions?"
stompadour: (hMMMM)

[personal profile] stompadour 2016-02-18 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly even this simplified information is a little more than Jasper can get her head around, although as Bruce assumes, it's more because she lacks context than because she lacks intelligence. Despite not knowing what adrenaline is, though, she more or less grasps the gist of it.

"The Hulk," she repeats. (In her opinion this is a more reasonable name than 'Bruce'.) She looks at him thoughtfully. "You say that like sh– he's someone completely different from you."
warandpeace: (Coυld ɴever cαυѕe мe pαιɴ)

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-02-18 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
It's what I do. You're not incapable. You're athletic. Your sturdy. You're well-balanced enough to be capable of stealth. You have decent aim.

You can do a lot more here, more than the reaches of basic military. And in this case, stealth and information will do us the most favors.

[And he hates to see potential go to waste.]

[He starts patting the guy down until he finds a communicator of some sort, plucks it out of the guy's ear, and rubs it off on his uniform before holding it against his own ear.]

They're still looking for him. Good sign.
gentlemenpreferblondes: (To hound you and swear around you)

[personal profile] gentlemenpreferblondes 2016-02-18 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[J waits patiently for Crona to reply, sighing quietly when she doesn't get a proper answer from her.]

And now you know why. [She kind of hopes that Crona didn't come here in hopes of getting a make over. The state of the other teen makes it look like they were run over a train or something alike-- and the frightened attitude didn't help it either. This is not something that J could fix with just painting lips and brushing hair.]

No but really. You might want to get that looked at the Medbay, or at least wash it.
gentlemenpreferblondes: (Men grow cold)

[personal profile] gentlemenpreferblondes 2016-02-18 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
[She'd say she's realistic]

Really. It's pretty weird, isn't it? I don't quite get all these different timelines and universes or how do they work.

[She shrugs. Honestly, at this point she's given up and stopped asking questions like "why" and "how."]

I hope you don't mind giving me a ride home, if you end up carrying out that plan of yours.
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: ([papyrus] 57)

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-02-18 09:27 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, no! Only sometimes. I've never heard of the elevators here having any problems, so put that thought out of your head!

[Ding. Another hall.]

Ah, I know this one too! If you go that way, you'll see the gardens. They're very nice, the people who take care of the plants are really serious about it!
hyperkinesia: (You want me to help you.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-18 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't discard the possibility entirely. [ Or that the current captains found it empty and adrift in the middle of nowhere, the whole crew gone, and just took the ship for themselves. Just one of a number of theories. ]

I'll give it my best. If something does pop up you'll know. [ He doesn't plan on keeping things secret, not if there are measures that might improve people's safety during a crisis. ]
hyperkinesia: (He's going to evolve.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-18 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, well. Try calling the other guy Bruce, that'll go over swimmingly.

"He is." He sounds pretty sure of that, for someone who's struggled with it so often in the past - still does even now, sometimes. "We're not the same. I can transform willingly and keep him under control, but he's still him-- something else."
notpatsy: (smile)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-18 11:10 am (UTC)(link)
She's a little wobbly, but she manages to take a couple of steps into her room all on her own, half turning to smile at him.

"See you later, Bruce."
hyperkinesia: (Do you have somewhere for me to work?)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-18 11:33 am (UTC)(link)
"See you."

He waits until the door's closed, then slowly makes his way down the hall, headed back to the medbay. Just to be sure she made it to the bed, he texts her a quick Have a good rest, then goes back to helping other people as they get back to the ship too, coming from the planet.