( 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

[t65]

Uh.

[Time to lie to children.]

Yes. I'm fine. How are you?

[Nailed it.]

[gainedlove]

[Yuh-huh. Frisk peers at Luke for a few moments, eyeing his various injuries before crossing their arms.]

You don't look okay.

[t65]

I'm as good as I'm gonna get, promise. [The longer Luke lingers, the more likely he is to get caught. Luke thinks up a plan:] Here, lemme show you. [And he starts walking toward the exit again.]

[gainedlove]

Wh--hey, wait!

[Frisk trails after Luke, trying to grab hold of his sleeve. Though at least they are moving with him?]

Where are you going, you can show me here!

[t65]

This... isn't a sanitary environment. [Luke says, wheedling on the edge of a lie. He generally tries to stay away from dishonesty outright, but he doesn't care about creative interpretations of the truth.]

[Thanks for that, Ben.]

It's kind of gross, though; do you really want to see?

[If this child is anything like Luke was at that age, he thinks, this will only spur them on.]

[gainedlove]

[Good ol' Ben, teaching the youth how to get out of actually saying the thing.] Huh? What's that mean?

[Predictably, Frisk blinks two times before jumping to try and see whatever it is that Luke is hiding. Ah, the ever-present power of a child's curiosity.]

I wanna see! Show me, show me!

[t65]

[Luke is about to answer the first question when the kid starts getting excited-] Oh! Shh! Here, I'll show you, but it has to be a secret. [He puts a finger over his lips, digging himself in deeper inch by inch.]

[And so Luke continues to creep out of the infirmary, tiny child in tow.]

[gainedlove]

[They whine and pout, but the promise of being let in on a secret is enough to make Frisk quiet down and follow along out of the med bay, and on down the halls where Luke leads. They still bounce with each step, tiny giggles leaking out as they try and strain for a good view.]

[t65]

[Luke is left hoping he won't actually traumatize the child, now that he has to hold up his end of the bargain. They round the corner, and down the hall... and Luke thinks they're safely out of the infirmary.]

[He winces, before sitting down against the nearest wall, to be on eye-level with the child. He hadn't realized how tired he was. His voice is hushed:] Alright, you ready?

[gainedlove]

[Frisk watches Luke sit himself down with some concern, reaching to try and help him settle. But once he's sat down they keep their hands to themself, shifting from foot to foot as a way to vent their excited energy.]

Yeah!

[t65]

[Well, no time like the present. Already regretting it, Luke pulls down his sleeve. His right arm, which stops abruptly before his wrist, is red and bruised, clearly burnt horribly in a way that has severed his hand completely. It's recent, though whether a child would know that is debatable.]

[More importantly:] Don't be afraid. It's normal. [Insofar as anything is anymore.]

[gainedlove]

[All told, it's pretty lucky that Luke chose this tactic with this particular kid. Rather than shriek in alarm or start crying, Frisk instead sucks in a sharp gasp of breath and reaches to hold Luke's arm well below where the burn ends.]

That's not normal, that's burned! What happened?

[t65]

[Luke sighs.] Its from a- a special kind of sword. One that burns. [He hides it once more in his sleeve.] There's not much the medbay can do.

[gainedlove]

[They make a worried sound in the back of their throat, looking at the stump...but he's right. Even monster food can't make a hand grow back.]

You got stuff to make it not hurt for now, right?

[t65]

Yes- it's fine. The doctors helped a little before I left. [Luke holds his other hand out, palm open, in an attempt to be reassuring.] I'm Luke Skywalker, by the way. It's nice to meet you.

[gainedlove]

[Frisk nods slowly, and when Luke offers his hand they smile and accept it. Though his name throws them off a bit--it's almost the exact same as Loox's name!]

Nice to meet you, too. My name is Frisk.