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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-05-01 09:04 pm

( may event log )

Who: Everyone
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!

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far from nowhere
"the trees rustle in the evening when we stand uneasy before our own thoughts."

With the events of Del Pascia behind the Moira, things are only now beginning to settle—and not very well. Through the combined efforts of some of the crew, D-E-L and her permanent residents were incinerated into the dust of space. While it’s not the most peaceful end, it is one, and not many are going to be thinking back on how nice Del Pascia’s facilities were for quite some time. Repairing what they could of the ship’s interior and putting as much distance between the Moira and the prison as possible, those aboard are informed by Navigation that they are approaching another planet. This means, of course, the potential for better supplies, as some things are beginning to dwindle, and the Captains elect to dock so long as the crew follows protocol.
WELCOME TO AMISSIS-RE



Amissis-Re is an unregistered planet with no documented histories or signs of life. The Moira’s Navigation crew have scanned the planet for any usable resources and have discovered a faint signal emitting from beneath the surface of Amissi-Re. Using the transporters and any other crafts located in the Cargo Bay, the crew are able to travel to the source of the signal. Upon arriving in its exact location, they’ll find a small series of lakes that lead to a tower-like structure that appears to be in use. Crew must cross a poorly assembled bridge system that sways and dips when weight is applied to it in order to gain access to the entrance. Once there, a woman comes out to greet them and explains, excitedly, that she is so very happy that they have come to Amissis-Re.

Everyone can go home.

Their host insists that she has done the impossible and has somewhat fixed the Ingress that’s been built on Amissis-Re a long time ago, and what’s more, she can send crew home for short bursts of time. Upon following this woman inside, crew will find that the planet is not, in fact, barren at all. Diving deep into the underbelly of Amissis-Re, it’s like an eternal factory of machines, and while vast, for whatever reason, it also seems incredibly welcoming...

LEAP OF FAITH ( 05.01 and on )
The barren planet of Amissis-Re is devoid of vegetation and organic life except for a lone woman, and the planet itself is an intricate honeycomb of machines that go for miles below the surface. Yet, that seems insignificant and unimportant in comparison to the news that the crew has just received. After Thán has looked at the Ingress, he tells the crew that he cannot say for certain that it is properly functioning, but Emiri native, Ben Link, will volunteer to test it out.

An elevator takes crew down to a glass platform that overlooks an inverted Ingress portal. In order to return home, the Moirans will have to take a leap of faith and jump in. Ben, in order to show his commitment to the crew and willingness to help get them home, takes that jump with Captain Thán seconds behind him. Jumping feels like dropping through wind; lights swirl, it’s warm, and a soft buzzing encompasses you as you fall. You don’t feel the landing. One moment you’re falling, and the next, you’re in a new world.

A few hours pass before a similar elevator rises from below and to the left of the Ingress, stopping beside the platform. Ben and Thán step out unharmed.

It works, and everyone can temporarily go home. Will you jump?

COMBINE THE EXTREMES ( 05.01 and on )
The woman that greeted the crew and led them to the platform will allow anyone that wants to go home the opportunity to go. There’s only one catch: it’s not permanent. She’s worked for years to fix the Ingress so that she can return to her own home but hasn’t been able to make the trip an everlasting one. Everyone always comes back. Always. They go for a few hours, at first, but that amount of time increases with each visit.

The one guideline, she says, is that you can’t go alone. Each trip requires a partner, or it becomes too much for the mind to bear. These rules are simple: the world takes shape depending on who jumps first, but if crew go hand-in-hand and leap at the same time, the worlds combine. This new world will be populated with people that existed in both and may appear to be a jarring combination of both worlds. It may seem unusual, but if the woman is asked, she’ll explain that the combined world does exist as there are more universes than can be imagined. The Ingress tries to take the person to their own home, their original home, but when jumping together, it finds the closest possible match and deposits them there instead.

From that point on, you can travel the world together or split up, but remember, this world is a living, functioning world. It doesn’t matter if it’s the home of one crew member or a combination. You meet other people. You can get hurt. You influence and are influenced by others.

Be cautious, and enjoy your visit “home”.

LINGER ON ( 05.05 and on )
The more times the Amissis-Re Ingress is visited, the more it seems that your trips last longer and the experience becomes even more vivid. More real and harder to distinguish from the current reality that you know. It’s difficult to explain why, but you get the feeling that maybe if you went without the aid of the host, that perhaps you’d be able to stay. Forever. It takes some subterfuge, but in time, you see your chance: she’s nowhere in sight, and you take it.

The world you are in now is completely your own, whether another crew member accompanied you or not. The people you know are there, everything around you is exactly as you remember. A few hours pass, and you don’t feel that familiar tug, that invisible hook at the base of your spine that signals that your visit is over. Even more time goes by, and you’re still in that world, your home. When the first day has passed, you begin to question if you’ll ever go back, or if life on the Moira was all a dream. The person with you won’t be able to convince you otherwise, and they’ll start to feel less real, a stranger that you used to know.

There’s only one way to go back to the Moira. Someone from the other side has to come in and retrieve you both. Once in, contact with a third will jump-start a link through the Ingress, and it will pull all crew back to the platform.


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slowyjoey: (I Really Dont Believe You)

Re: Toriel | OTA

[personal profile] slowyjoey 2016-05-23 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
At least he wasn't the only one having second thoughts. The rest of the crew was queuing up, but best case scenario? He would be kicked back to the camp. That alone was a very strong 'maybe'. He had been there for less than two days, and while there was still derring to do, to be sent "Home" would be.... well, his dad wouldn't be happy. Probably furious. His chance would be gone. No more being stranded in space, but... no more training. No more opportunity. No more freedom.

Another pair jumps into the ingress without a look back. One of them whoops in excitement. "D'you... d'you really think it's a good idea?"

The guide made it very clear that it was based upon alternate realities, and blending of homes. even if he jumped, would Home be "Home"?
inruins: (Pleased/happy/hello)

[personal profile] inruins 2016-06-03 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
A relatively familiar face earns a lighter smile from the boss monster. Razputin she has seen around the ship and pestered on some degree to take care of himself. "Not entirely, I must admit." She tilts her head watching the portal for a moment before glancing back down at the ten year old.

"I am curious, not quite the best motivation to take a risk akin to this."
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[personal profile] slowyjoey 2016-06-06 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Curiosity? Maybe.... There were things that still needed to be done! He figured time was diluted, or had paused or something, but it had been two months. Two moths of Oleander unchecked, two months lost in space. Two months crawling through vents with no one to talk to but a bunch of disembodied brains. At least she had all her kids, and they had their mom. He still isn't quite able to meet her eye.

"Is there anyone you miss?" He hopes he didn't sound accusatory.
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[personal profile] inruins 2016-06-08 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
She arches a brow back at that, tilting her head slightly. Toriel watches what she can see of Raz's face to gauge what he's thinking. "Most of my family is here now. They would be who I missed." She didn't quite expect that question from this boy, but maybe she really should have.

"I still have duties there that have been left unattended. Humans and monsters were still settling into peace when I was taken by this ship."
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[personal profile] slowyjoey 2016-06-09 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
He shoves aside a wad of homesickness for something a bit more familiar. "Oh, I definitely get that. Not the.... human-monster thing, but... yeah. What happened with that anyway? I mean we really don't have monsters, where I come from. Or... we kinda do. I've met one or two, but I didn't think there was any sort of society."

Monsters, fauna mutated from being bombarded with psychic radiation, whatever! It doesn't seem like the time to split hairs.
Edited 2016-06-09 00:28 (UTC)
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[personal profile] inruins 2016-06-09 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
She has to smile a touch at the disclaimers the young man throws her way as he speaks. "There are things left undone for you, I see." He brushes her hand along the front of her uniform for a moment, trying to find the right words.

"Monsters are rejoining what society humanity has built without us. It is a bit awkward at times but things are going well." That is the shorter easier explanation. Toriel doubts the child wants her to go in depth on politics of all things.

"I hope your few monster friends do well, especially given the lack of others to support them."
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[personal profile] slowyjoey 2016-06-09 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Raz puffs up his chest and polishes a lens on one of his goggles. "Yeah, a world to save, wars to stop, and that sort of thing. I'm a special agent where I'm from, actually!"

"How long ago did you guys split? I mean, is it just getting jobs and houses and stuff?"

"I mean, Linda has the other lung-fish, but they're, like..." He holds up his hands in an approximation of size "a fraction of the size she is. Every one I;ve met was pretty cool once you got to know them, and you know what? They do kind of have each other." His eyes widen in realization. "Wait! Where did you guys come to the surface!?"
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[personal profile] inruins 2016-06-09 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Toriel for her part doesn't seem skeptical of that, given her child's position as human-monster ambassador, she can accept special agent. "Really? Goodness. How long have you been an agent?" Raz seems only a little bit older than Frisk as far as the boss monster can tell.

"Our societies were divided several centuries ago thanks to a war." That is the short, nicer version. Toriel doesn't want to bring the poor boy down, but she doesn't want to lie to him either. "We've brokered peace and broken away from being sealed away." She quiets to listen to Razputin speak, smiling at his descriptions of his friends.

His question makes her blink a little. She pauses at that, tapping a finger against her chin. "I am not entirely sure...? Human maps have changed a great deal since I last saw them."
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[personal profile] slowyjoey 2016-06-09 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm practically a Psychonaut. A cerebral soldier. Paranormal paramilitary! I've shown the right people I have what it takes, and I'm gonna get certified for realsies once I stop World War Three."

That seems like a touchy subject, but... centuries?! The boss monster doesn't seem very forthcoming, he nods sympathetically, but makes a mental note to ask her later.

"Hang on!" He digs his notebook out of his pack and one of his last few unbroken crayons "This is.... Florida.... Mexico... North and South America. This is the 'East Coast' here, and my family usually moves around over here. The 'West Coast' is on that side, Canada's up there.. Wait, is it snowy, or desert-y?" He starts to messily sketch the rest of the Earth.
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[personal profile] inruins 2016-06-09 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
The excitement certainly was cute. "Practically one, I see. I hope you can become a full one soon." A touch of amusement had to rise at his clear reciting of someone else's words. "Stopping a war should do the trick."

Toriel simply watches content to let Raz draw out the map. Though she has a good idea it won't mean much to her. "I'm not sure really. No monster has really traveled from the city that was next to Mount Ebott."