October Mini-Event

[savmods]

Who: Anyone and everyone
When: Oct. 17-Oct. 31
Where: All over
What: Special deliveries

The latest residents of Avagi haven't been on the space station long, but many have settled into a routine of sorts. It's hard not to, when everyone is locked inside with no weather patterns or job shifts to make each day different. But on October 17, something does change.

Missed Items

It's subtle and swift. Those with sharp eyes and luck may glimpse a flicker of silvery light. It's smaller than the openings that brought them here, and disappears faster. When it does, it leaves something behind—an item from home, left close to the person who misses it... or not. The lights appear all over, depositing items familiar to your worlds. Do they end up with the right person? A completely wrong one? Are they left at a random place in public, to be discovered by the first person who happens to pass by? With so many odd, unannounced deliveries, the answer to all of these questions could be "Yes". Whether you've found someone else's treasure or are looking for your own, you may want to reach out—or at least, keep your eyes open.

A Sense of Home

Still, not everything that was missed was a thing. Certain spaces through Avagi experience a longer, brighter appearance of light, transforming in a variety of ways. Bar: The metal bulkheads of Avagi's bar now vanish a few feet into the room, replaced with wooden floorboards and warm light. While fully stocked, this bar and grill will lack its usual staff or patrons. Unless, of course, you want to step up to the task? Greenery: Especially with its malfunctioning taskbot care, the Greenery has had its share of climate swings... but the dry desert air is definitely new. While overwatering could keep the plants from withering under the heat, the temperature won't change no matter what settings are adjusted. On the bright side: the cactus is perking up! Bartering Block: As with the Bar, the previous construction of this space has been entirely replaced. Instead of wood or metal, the walls and contents are smooth and black, minimalist shapes interspersed by glowing lines of color. To those of a digital nature, the larger system around them will be tangible. Program or programmer, no character will be able to hack their way into complete control, but surface-level constructs and modifications can be made. Ingress Shrines: While no speakers or devices can be found, someone appears to be playing music in the halls... at three different locations. The doorway to the Hall of Music plays through a wide variety of 1920s-40s Earth music, interrupted every now and then by the scratch of a record. The library's Ingress shrine now cycles through 1980s- and 1990s-era pop. The view from the observation station might be depressing, but what about some early jazz to liven it up? No? Like it or hate it, you're stuck with the tunes for now. Observation Station: Speaking of the view from the station... a few of its windows appears to have undergone a marked change. Instead of showing the storm, they now look out onto a scenic compound—and its anti-aircraft defenses. Take in the gentle lapping of the waves as long as you like, but don't try to crack the windows. Whatever it looks like, there's no fresh air outside. Nothing lasts forever. By the end of the month, these changes fade away, leaving Avagi as it was before they arrived... if with some new precious memories.

[OOC Note: Happy housewarming, everyone! Items are permanent, and may be found by the person they're meant for... or by anyone else. We encourage players to reach out to their CR, or comment around on the signup page if you have interest in finding another character's item or allowing them to find your own.

The changed spaces are not permanent, but will be available for anyone to encounter and engage with. Altered spaces will return to normal on November 1.]

Comments

[nyx_it]

[So is Blasto the hanar Spectre.]

I'm getting to that.

We were in cryo as part of a colonization effort. Going to a whole new galaxy. So... anything that was declared nonessential to the mission?

Either got spaced or wasn't allowed on board the Nexus. [She jerks her head at the crate.] I found a workaround for a lot of things.

Cereal was just a drop in the hat.

[deal_me_in]

[You never did explain what the 'Spectre' part of that was. For all he knows, Vetra loves ghost jellyfish.]

...I can see why they'd consider a crate-load of cereal to be nonessential.

So you actually eat that stuff?

[nyx_it]

[YOU SHOULD ASK, CAYDE.]

And that's why it's contraband.

Yeah. Why not?

[deal_me_in]

[HE DID. AND SHE SAID IT WAS A JELLYFISH.]

I dunno. It just seems so...normal. The cereal, I mean. Is it made from like, some general food substance that's safe for all species or is this the...you-kind-of-variety.

[Did she ever mention what she is? Eh well, his memory tends to be bad here and there anyway.]

[nyx_it]

What's that supposed to mean? It's just cereal.

[Cayde you're acting like this is angara nutrient paste or something what the heck.]

[She tilts her head, and crouches down, scanning the boxes.]

... nah it's dextro. Me-kind-of-variety.

[deal_me_in]

Hey, you're the one that said you had some specific diet or else you'd explode. ...okay, maybe not explode, but I dunno.

[As she checks, he nods, tapping the wrench over his shoulder. Case solved.]

Okay. Well then. Happy trails? Gonna cereal-binge while watching killer jellyfish movies?

[nyx_it]

Not explode. No one explodes. Except the volus.

[She tilts her head at the wrench. Holds out a hand for it.]

That's for downtime. I've got more vents to maintain.

[deal_me_in]

Huh? Oh.

[He glances at the wrench before holding it out to her, even if it should rightfully be his now since she threw it at him.]

Hey, just don't be ripping anything important out.

[nyx_it]

Ripping things out is sort of the opposite of maintenance, Cayde.

[As she takes her wrench back, lightly punching him in the shoulder.]

[deal_me_in]

[He shrugs, stepping back playfully with the punch.]

Anyway, we'll leave you to it.

[nyx_it]

Thanks, though.

For running into it.

[deal_me_in]

[Cayde waves a hand, turning to be on his way, Ghost starting after him.]

Not that we'd planned to, but you're welcome!