( april intro log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: April 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Del Pascia
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the correctional facility of Del Pascia.
Warnings: Mentions of blood. Please label your content!

I N T R O L O G

slammed & counted "I feel liberated when I'm doing it, and I want other people to feel liberated through it." 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. Shortly after, you are led out and toward the medbay. Inside this room, you are given a physical scan and offered a contract to sign that states you are now part of the crew of the Moira with a specific job. This process consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health, and afterwards, you are given your MID, a device that is integrated into your hand with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters. With the combined efforts of the crew, the terror plaguing the ship has been successfully removed from the Moira. Yet, it doesn’t come without consequences. Aside from the overall state of those aboard the ship, the Moira itself has taken considerable damage across various sections. Overall functionality seems stable for now, but with necessary repairs to be made and few supplies to actually make them with, the Captains have set a course for any nearby planet with the hope of finding what they need. However, that is much closer than it appears. As new arrivals begin coming through the Ingress, a message is received by those in the Tower and broadcast to everyone: Please be advised. Your vessel is now entering Restricted Space. As per penal code 65208-A, only authorized personnel are to be admitted beyond this point. If necessary, further assistance will be provided once docked. As there is little choice, the Captains instruct Navigation to proceed with caution. All transporters will be required to assist in taking those who volunteer to the main hub. WELCOME TO CORRECTIONAL FACILITY DEL PASCIA Del Pascia is one of many facilities across the universe built to maintain and rehabilitate its inhabitants. With a combined populace of both prisoners and employed civilians, it functions as both prison and living quarters. The central section of Del Pascia is divided into multiple floors that branch out into subdivisions of the facility—clearly and precisely labeled. For those contracted to work in the prison, Del Pas Main is home. There are cafeterias, common areas for exercise and general downtime, divided residences, and work stations. Beyond this area, each remaining wing of Del Pascia separates into cell blocks A through F with similar facilities available to the inmates. Varying degrees of criminals are brought to Del Pascia, ranging from maximum security to juvenile offenders, and security differs depending on which block is visited. Yet, there is something peculiar about this prison upon further investigation: there are no living persons within Del Pascia. The AI, which runs and oversees all of Del Pascia, has made arrangements with the Moira so that those who wish may board and take what is needed to begin repairs. This program, while generally polite in nature, goes simply by the name D-E-L. ☄ ENJOY YOUR STAY ... IN PRISON Those who choose to go to Del Pascia will find themselves greeted by D-E-L. It has already agreed to terms with the Captains, allowing crew to strip nonessential supplies that aren’t needed since the station’s crew and prisoners were relocated due to funding cuts. The only condition placed upon this agreement is that any crew wishing to explore must undergo a mandatory decontamination before proceeding through the rest of Del Pascia. This process takes only minutes and is guaranteed to cause no physical side effects. Following this simple procedure, exploration is open with only warnings to be careful about damaging key systems. It is important to note that there are various security cameras located throughout the correctional facility, and it is not uncommon for D-E-L to comment or show concern for those exploring parts of Del Pascia. ☄ DEATH BECOMES YOU There is salvage to be found in all parts of the facility, including the cell blocks and infirmaries of the prison wings. However, there is something odd about these sectors, a strange charge in the air that follows you as you search for anything useful to bring back to the Moira. Perhaps it is the eyes of D-E-L watching? But then, after an indiscernible amount of time, it's like a switch is flipped. Suddenly, you are wearing your sins where anyone but you can see. For however much death you have wrought or committed, there will be blood on your hands—perhaps even further than that. This bizarre occurrence will appear as an almost digital skin and will not vanish until outside the cell blocks. If exploring the infirmaries for supplies, any and all health stats throughout your life will be visible and easy to read by anyone who happens to take an interest. For those who have killed once or twice, they might find a red stain on their hands, but the higher the kill count will result in larger proportions of blood covering their arms and, in extreme cases, perhaps their entire body. The blood will vanish once you have left the prison wing, though you may occasionally see a flicker of the image while anywhere on the station. The same goes for health stats viewed in infirmary sections of Del Pascia. ☄ WHAT WAS THAT SOUND? Del Pascia is a very large station and has been abandoned for quite some time. D-E-L will regretfully inform anyone who asks that some nonessential areas have fallen into disrepair. It will warn that exploring these areas can be risky as it has no knowledge of what damage these sections have taken. Regardless of that, if you venture in, you’ll find that these sections are in rather bad shape. Exposed wiring sparks in the walls, a great variety of broken tools are thrown about, and it seems that every camera has been purposely broken. Venturing in further will yield valuable components for salvage, and yet... as before, you suspect you aren’t alone. It isn’t often, but sometimes, you might hear a step falling moments after yours or a rattle coming from the vents. Every time you go to investigate... whatever made the noise is gone. Should the AI be queried about this, D-E-L will emphasize that all personnel and prisoners were removed and that there is no one on board except crew from the Moira. ( ooc; For questions, go here. All players, please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! )

Comments

[bloodredsky]

Oh, yeah...I heard about that. [It had been mentioned somewhere in the newbie package, if he remembered right. His gaze returns to the stars outside] It might not be the same, but...it isn't a cage. That's good. [He's really had enough of that sort of thing for one life]

I can't fly or anything, but the sky and wind were always sorta important to us. [Explaining, a little sheepish as he rubs his neck]

[visionarie]

[A slight tilt of his head at that wording.]

You don't need to fly to touch the sky.

[bloodredsky]

No, but it'd probably help. [He laughs a little at himself, getting to his feet, AT clattering on the hard ground]

I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Akito, Akito Wanijima.

[visionarie]

[The memory banks imprinted into his brain immediately pinpoint the country of origin of that name - at least in his world.]

Welcome to the Ingress. [A small nod of his head.] I am called Vision.

[bloodredsky]

It's nice to meet you, Vision-san. And thank-you, I think. [He smiles, still a little unsure of the situation being new and all, but so far it's not too bad]

Before...were you flying? [He has to ask, curious as a cat]

[visionarie]

[The honorific further pinpoints to the same country. Interesting. He wonders if they were from the same earth or parallel ones.]

.....

[A slight nod at the question.] It's easier to stay out of the way.

[You see, he has a habit of getting lost in thought while staring out at the constellations.]

[bloodredsky]

[He visibly brightens] That's so cool. I didn't know that there were so many different kinds of people here.

[Akito can sympathise. He tends to get lost in thought a lot too. At least he's small enough to not get in the way a lot]

[visionarie]

[There's a hint of surprise in his eyes, he's not used to people reacting positively towards him.]

.... Thank you. [He answers, meaning it.] There are several different... beings here the Moira has collected. [A pause as he looks at him.] Excuse me for asking but what is the name of your planet?

[bloodredsky]

You're welcome~ [He's a little confused about that, but it's alright. He's getting used to the idea that he's going to be confused a lot in the upcoming days]

That's interesting... [So many new kinds of people to meet!] Ah, our planet is Earth!

[visionarie]

[That answer only confirms his initial thoughts.]

I believe we share the same planet, if not the same multiverse.

[bloodredsky]

Oh, neat! [He nods his understanding, even if the multiverse thing is kind of confusing at first, given a second to think on it...] Oh, I get it. Like alternate universes and stuff. That makes sense. I don't think anyone on my Earth can fly, in the way you do anyway.

[visionarie]

None can from where I'm from either. Those who can use technology to do it.

[bloodredsky]

Oh, I see. [He's curious now, being forever a bit of a technical minded person. While they aren't a thing in his world, he does have something of an idea from stories] Like jetpacks and stuff?

[visionarie]

[A nod of his head. Close enough.]

They employ multiple thrusters to keep balance.

[bloodredsky]

I see. That's kinda neat. Complicated probably, but neat. [He's musing on this now, wondering what it must look like]

[visionarie]

I suppose, it is. [A curious look.] How do people fly from your world?

[bloodredsky]

With Air Treck. [He glances down and taps the front wheel of the pair he's wearing against the ground. At first glance they look like two-wheeled rollerblades, but there is definitely something technical about them. Also for some reason the wheels are slightly serrated] It's not really flying, but when someone's good enough with them, you can leap really high up, and with certain tricks it's almost like gravity just sort of stops for awhile. It really feels like flying, for a little while.

[visionarie]

[His eyes shift down to the serrated blades as he takes in the tech. Even at a month old, he's no stranger to Stark Tech so the explanation is familiar to him.]

Do you [he looks at him] fly?

[bloodredsky]

I used, but I can't anymore. Most of the time when I use them I end up falling over. [Akito sighs. He misses it, even if he refuses to use the AT anymore] Agito can though. He flies for me.

[visionarie]

He flies in your place.

[He can understand the sentiment of the act. A shared experience through technology or a simple audible relay of the act.

But, therein lay the problem. He relied on someone else. Being brought here by the Ingress meant he was most likely separated from his companion. Still, there were those lucky few who the Ingress reunited.]

May I ask, [he looks at him] are they on the Moira?

[bloodredsky]

[Akito nods, and lifts a hand to touch the eyepatch covering his right eye, not moving it at all but clearly it means something] Agito's here. He's with me wherever I go.

[visionarie]

[His brows crease, not understanding the gesture. He sensed no power from the eyepatch... unless it wasn't the eyepatch he meant to gesture to but his head. An AI?]

I'm afraid, I do not understand your meaning.

[bloodredsky]

Ah, sorry. [He smiles apologetically] Agito and I share this body. He's the shadow to my light.

[Akito lifts his other hand, sliding the eyepatch off carefully. His right eye seems fine, though it's definitely different as he opens it. The gold iris almost seems brighter somehow, and the pupil is slitted like a cat's. The atmosphere around the teen almost seems to change as well, though Akito's still in control, mismatched eyes watching Vision evenly]

[visionarie]

Akito and [a tilt of his head] Agito.

[His quantum brain processes the meaning of those words. It's not something unheard of which has him accessing the records from his data banks. He goes over them at a rapid pace and after a moment, he looks over at him processing those last words. ... His shadow to his light....]

A balance.

[bloodredsky]

[Akito nods, taking a second to pull the eyepatch back on and settle it back over his right eye. He doesn't mind the brief moments without it, but if something results in him and Agito reacting differently, it can hurt]

Yup. He fights for me, and protects me. He's sort of the total opposite of me. [In every sense of the word, just about]