( 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

[wallcrawls]

[ peter returns the smile with a flicker of one of his own. he's not going to assume that the first person he grabs is someone who's been here for a while, who's settled: he'd shared the medbay with a lot of different people, too many to take in names and faces, but he looks at ease, looks comfortable enough, so— ] Yeah, maybe. [ a beat, and by way of explanation: ] I just — arrived.

[ he's seen the map (briefly) and he's got no real reason to ask where anything listed it, but he'd noticed — even if he couldn't remember their faces — a few people had arrived without shoes. he'd half overheard a brief exchange of where to find them, but peter hadn't caught the specifics and whilst he's got his shoes, he's curious—. ] There were a couple of things I expected to have with me that haven't turned up. [ a twitch of his lips (another smile, this one a touch more sheepish.) ] Do you know where I'd go to find them?

[hyperkinesia]

[ Peter's in luck, then, that he's found someone who definitely knows his way around. He might be rusty on a few of the details, but for the most part he can answer questions, and help out with the more recent arrivals who are, without a doubt, more lost than he is.

And this particular question is one he can answer— well, to a degree. It might not be the answer Peter's hoping for, though. ]

You can check out the cargo bay area, some things end up there sometimes, or they might have come through with other people— the network's useful when it comes to that, since you can just ask around and see if anyone got any of the things you're missing. You might also want to check out the Ingress to see if any items came through with some delay. Usually, if it didn't come through with you, it might take it a while to get here. I only got my glasses months later, for instance.

[ But wait, there's more! ] There's a time in the month when items come through the Ingress on their own; around the third week in the month. There's always a chance you get some things of yours in your mailbox at around that time, or maybe even things that aren't technically yours but that you might need or like.

[wallcrawls]

[ peter's brow furrows momentarily as bruce explains where he can — potentially — find any items that may be his; he hadn't, in truth, expected there to be such a wide range of options, and the corners of his lips twitch momentarily when bruce mentions it took him months to recover his glasses. ]

You serious? [ a beat and a slight laugh, the question of 'how does it know?' overshadowed by: ] Don't glasses count as something you need?

[hyperkinesia]

[ On the other hand, some people have gotten their things just a few days or weeks after arrival. It really depends, and it seems random so far, random enough that Bruce can't really offer a reliable probability on how it'll happen in Peter's case. ]

I don't use them for everything. They're very useful, yes, but I managed to make do. [ His lips quirk a little, and he shrugs. ] Shoes are something we need too, and a lot of people tend to lose those when they come through the Ingress.

[wallcrawls]

[ peter glances at his own feet, at his own well-worn shoes, and the corners of his lips twitching upwards momentarily. ] I don't know, some guys would call that a pretty first world problem. [ only half serious, and he barely waits for a response one way or the other before continuing. what bruce had said about things being sent through that they would either need or like has his interest. ]

Does that mean the Ingress is sentient? [ a beat; he amends: ] To an extent. The induction file [ he gestures loosely to the MID ] called it a machine, but if it can make decisions regarding need or want... [ he trails off with a loose shrug, not entirely sure himself as to how committed he is to the idea. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ Bruce has to laugh at that, though it's a soft and quiet sound, more of a chuckle than anything. He nods, pursing his lips and shrugging. ] Fair enough. [ Peter's very right about that, and Bruce would know. Better than a lot of the people on board, even, considering some of the places he's been. ]

It's a fair question. I didn't really get much into that when I wrote the file, admittedly, but it's certainly a hypothesis worth considering. [ And yes, in case Peter's wondering: he wrote that whole thing. ] You'd think machines are just machines but we get a lot of weird stuff here, definitely weirder than sentient technology. So who knows.

[wallcrawls]

[ peter's eyebrows dart upwards momentarily, a mixture of curiosity and interest playing at his features, although he doesn't comment for the immediate moment. you'd think machines are just machines. peter's not so sure, not any more: he's not sure it's worth making assumptions about what technology can or can't do, what is or isn't possible simply because it's a line he's to readdress and re-examine so frequently in such a short amount of time. ]

Weird stuff or weird people? [ he settles on asking instead, an edge of caution creeping into the tone despite how otherwise breezy he'd like it to sound. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ Oh, he's definitely revised his opinion on a lot of things since coming here. A couple of months, maybe even less than that, is enough to see with his own two eyes just how much is possible, and to be honest, Bruce isn't entirely unfamiliar with the concept of artificial intelligence to begin with. JARVIS is a pretty great example of that, for instance— and while he hasn't lived through it yet, he's been told about Ultron, and he has met Vision. So, the Ingress being sentient isn't something that would surprise him much, if it were to be true.

An eyebrow raises at the question, and he smiles amusedly. Very good question there, Bruce likes the kid almost instinctively. ] Equal parts both.