( april event log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: April 14th and on
Where: The Moira + Del Pascia
What: The prison isn't all that contained after all.
Warnings: For the (sort of) undead, possible violence, and nudity. Please label your content!

E V E N T

revive the risk "Big things have small beginnings." Things have been going relatively well for the crew of the Moira thus far despite their current circumstances. With D-E-L’s help, many supplies have already been gathered, and those with the necessary components have begun making much needed repairs. Yet, things aren’t as peaceful on Del Pascia as they might have seemed. The resident facility AI has slowly started growing more and more unresponsive to questions, often answering in rather irritated tones and short, snippy answers. Still, no system glitches appear across the prison except for one minor detail: random doors and hallways suddenly lock and close for no reason and don’t open again for varying amounts of time—ranging from minutes to hours. Does this have anything to do with the unsettling feeling some crew members have experienced since stepping foot onto Del Pascia? Or is there a simple explanation that can be easily chalked up to as an accident? ☄ DECONTAMINATION #2 ( 04.14 - 04.17 ) On the Moira, crew come and go without much hassle. They take a transporter to planets and moons and back again without any fuss... Until today. All crew that try to reboard the Moira coming back from Del Pascia will be denied access, a warning flashing on their MID - Decontamination Required for Entry. It’s a protocol that hasn’t been enacted before, and the MID offers no explanation as to why it is now. The transporter will seal and then be permitted to dock in the Cargo Bay, where the procedure will begin. All crew on the transporter have to dispose of their clothing by placing it inside hazardous waste bags located in a compartment near the front of the craft. After all clothing is stored, a gas-like substance will fill the transporter, breathable yet tasteless, and once it dissipates, crew will be free to go. Other crew members will be waiting in the cargo bay with clothing and blankets, per the captain’s instruction, but no clear explanation will be given for this sudden new protocol aside from “potential health risks”. ☄ D.ON'T E.VER L.EAVE ( 04.18 - 04.23 ) After the decontamination procedures for the Moira go off, the captains issue a ship-wide alert to let the crew know that the ship is picking up on something inside each person that boarded the space station. It is speculated that the crew came in contact with an unknown biological contaminant either during the station’s decontamination procedure or sometime after. At this point, they aren’t aware of what will happen to those that are carrying the contaminant, and the captains ask for anybody with experience to head to the Medbay to begin testing. Crew don’t appear to be in any danger, so they are allowed to continue gathering materials and supplies on board the space station at their discretion. (Every time they come and go, they will be made to go through the procedure described above). Any crew remaining on Del Pascia will find that D-E-L is more vocal than ever before. It is answering questions, as well as trying to convince crew members to abandon the Moira and take up permanent residence aboard the space station. ☄ FEAR ME, LOVE ME, DO AS I SAY ( 04.24 - 04.28 ) Like most unfortunate things, it seems everything happens all at once.The noises you heard, a step falling moments after yours or a rattle coming from the vents, become louder. You can’t place where they are coming from at first. You turn, you follow, but the search yields no results. And then, without any warning, it’s crystal clear as “they” begin to creep and move from within the shadows and ruined sections of Del Pascia: the prisoners and workers said to have been relocated by D-E-L. Their voice is one, regardless of how many gather, and they tell you, “You can be happy here” and “I can make you better” shortly after. Worse than the way they speak in unison is the way they look. Mutated and deformed, their prison uniforms are in tatters and covered in various levels of the same blood that the crew has experienced during their time on Del Pascia while visiting the prison blocks. They don’t attack to kill; they only try to detain, to drag crew members further into the station and are methodical and precise in how they do this as if they’re being controlled by something greater and much smarter than them. To those that fight, D-E-L’s voice will call out, telling the Moiran not to struggle, to stay here and be safe, be better. The AI explains that life there on Del Pascia is easy, peaceful, and nobody will cause you pain. Suffering is a thing of the past and loneliness is something you’ll never know again. The prisoners follow the command of the AI, its voice falling from their lips. D-E-L claims they feel no pain, no hunger. They are united in one purpose and are therefore free of all strife. Wouldn’t it be nice to be free like that? As always, fearing for the safety of the crew (and despite the disrepair of the Moira from events prior), the captains ask for all those capable to assist with extracting those aboard Del Pascia as quickly as possible before D-E-L tries to lock them inside. Running, after all, is better than dying, and it’s certainly something everyone aboard the Moira has gotten quite good at.

Comments

[cardboard_boss]

[A force field, huh? Neat trick. Snake admired the man's skill but kept his guard up.]

Neat trick. Didn't know you were skilled at force fields as well as cleaning toilets. [Nothing wrong with a bit of humour, right? Especially when they were being attacked by hoards of zombie prisoners. What the hell did they want? Why did the follow the commands of the AI? Venom wanted to know.]

The way behind us is clear, since I cleared out most of the zombies there.

[pushed]

Yeah, I've always been an underachiever.

[Nick smirks at him. Now that he doesn't have a mindless mass clawing at him, he's got a pretty good sense of humor himself. He glances back in that direction, nodding his head as he takes a deep breath.]

Then I say that's the way we should go. What about you?

[cardboard_boss]

Don't say that. We're all good at what we do in our own way. [Optimism was good. Especially aboard a space station. The man seemed to doubt himself, which Snake knew was a bad thing. Men should be proud of who they are so they can achieve their goals.]

Did you want to press on deeper into the tunnels to see if anyone is stuck down there? I heard screaming. [It was either retreat to a safer place or go deeper into danger but potential life-saving situations.]

[pushed]

[The deep breath that Nick takes hints at reluctance, but his words say otherwise.]

Yeah, we gotta check it out.

[Not so long ago he would've chosen the safer option, or at least the "this is not my business" one. And maybe he should still think about what would happen to Cassie if something happened to him. But he would also hope that someone would help her if she was the one screaming.]

By the way, thanks. You're pretty good in a fight.

[cardboard_boss]

Stay behind me. That way the zombies will go for me and not you.

[Since Ahab didn't want Nick to become zombie food or get dragged deeper down into the dark corridors. At the remark Snake smiled.]

Thanks. It's what I do. [He is a soldier. Big Boss. The name he carried on his shoulders whenever he goes into battle. It's something to be proud about. Ahab checked down the corridor in front as he began to walk.]

[pushed]

[In theory, it's a good plan. Nick is all about not being attacked again. But the selfless offer doesn't sit entirely well with him either.]

Thanks, but I don't wanna see them dragging you off either.

[He has to live with himself, after all. Nick tries to keep himself extra alert as they venture down another hallway.]

Where do you think these guys have been hiding all this time?