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the glass menagerie
"I want the world to be fragile. There is no place to hide a dark heart."
After the missive from the people aboard the vessel carrying those from Caducus Secondary, the Moira is alive with preparations for defending the ship. No matter how big or small, each individual is entrusted with the responsibility of protecting themselves and their fellow crew members at all costs. With the Captains having divided them into teams to devise appropriate Plans of Action, they have decided to merge all the ideas into a singular strategy and have relayed it to the entirety of the crew via the MID. Everyone has been given a vital part to play, and although the Captains realize that some aboard are passive, now isn’t the time to be idle. Now is the time for action.
☄ Step 1: Negotiate & Infiltrate
With this part of the plan enacted, a small number of those who have volunteered to attempt negotiations have been heard by the Caducans and have been temporarily “invited” to board their vessel. However, due to this highly stressful situation, a portion of the offensive team have been asked to accompany them in order to disable as much of the opposing ship and its crew to force them to evacuate onto the Moira. Regardless of time and what reparations are offered, negotiations ultimately fail. The Caducans want the debt of their planet to be paid by the people of the Moira with their very lives. While boarded with the Caducans, they will attempt to incapacitate the negotiation party through violent means, and it will be the responsibility of this particular team to attempt disengage the Caducans’ ship to prevent it from attacking the Moira. However, despite all efforts to sabotage their systems, the ship itself shuts its primary units into Lockdown Mode.
All Moirans are forced to make a decision: stay and be shut inside an unfamiliar ship with the remaining Caducans who are still out for blood or make an attempt to flee to the emergency escape units on that ship with the other Caducans who have used them to head straight for the Moira. Meanwhile, back on the Moira, the crew must work to secure the ship against the incoming assault by the Caducans after having left their ship via emergency escape units. This means that some of the defense team will have disabled the gunnery to make it look as if the Moira is defenseless and secure the rest of the area with those on the offense team. There is no place for mercy; the Caducans will board the ship through the Cargo Bay. They are not interested in granting it to the crew after all the losses they suffered at Caducus Primary. The only choice will be to fight for their lives (kill or be killed) or find a way to lure the Caducans into the Ingress room to send them to some unknown place where they will no longer be a threat. The Captains have given all members of the crew leave to use whatever means necessary to protect both themselves and the ship’s systems from the invaders. Failure is not an option.☄ Step 3: ???? & Step 4: Profit
In the aftermath of the fight, the Moira is in a state of devastation. Bodies of the Caducans as well as some of the Moira’s own crew can be found in the hallways. Those who were stuck aboard the Caducan ship have either been rescued or rescue attempts are underway. This is the time to recover, to calculate what has been lost and come together as the crew the Captains have wanted since the Ingress had brought them aboard. Any and all Medbay personnel will be at the crew’s disposal, though the Captains will be focusing their attention on the Ingress room and what has become of it after having thrown so many people inside it.
The Ingress technology is broken. Various events on planets and on the ship have shown that fixing it is near impossible, and that it is entirely unpredictable in nature. The Moira’s Ingress had recently turned off, sending the ship into a slight freefall before it restored and righted itself. Hours after sending the remaining Caducan crew members through the Ingress, the swirling blue light goes still and emits a pulse that ripples out in waves as far out around the ship as a few miles. For one lingering breath, it’s impossible to move, a near blinding light surrounding every crew member. The rush of wind is the only sound that can be heard. Moments later, every Moiran, even those that were on the Caducan ship, are now in the same place. The Ingress has malfunctioned, causing time and space to overlap—the two ships have twisted together into something unseemly and new. ☄ Shattered & Swept Aside
Parts of the Moira have ceased to exist. Areas of the ship have become crystalline and transparent. There are rooms that were never there before. The Mess Hall is gone, replaced by a single empty room devoid of all furniture. The tree at the center of the garden is still there exactly as it was except it is now made of glass. The floors are a jarred mess of glass and steel, and there is broken glass littering the ship. The air filtration systems are going into overdrive to clear out the miniscule particles floating everywhere. So, sometimes, too deep a breath may end with inhaling shards of glass. The clothing you’re wearing might have turned to glass, doors are sealed shut, and it’s hard to discern where the Moira starts and the Caducan ship ends.
Everyone has only one job: be careful of the glass. ☄ We Break Fast, We Are Glass
The crystalline glass that is woven into the ship is now possibly a part of the crew. The transition from skin to glass might be painful or feel as if it’s always been that way. Hair has turned to glass, and arms, eyes, patches of skin or entire bodies are now transparent and reflect light. Joints may be stiff, or flex and move as good as they did before. If a crystalline hand is smashed against a wall it might break, or dent steel. For those who need medical attention, all staff have been summoned to the Medbay once more to help their fellow crew. Prosthetics and coverings will be made and offered to ensure that the glass doesn’t get broken or to prevent further breakage. Crew may assist each other in finding a way to remove the glass, or leave it as it is until a permanent solution can be found.
( ooc; When it comes to barracks, each player can decide if their room has ceased to exist for the event or not. Characters that have roommates need to decide together what they’d prefer. The amount of glass that a character has turned to is up to the player, as well as if it is painful or uncomfortable in any way. For questions, please go here. Please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! ) ( Other helpful links: Original Negotiation Plan | Defense Plan | Offense Plan ) |
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thisavrou_log2016-07-02 12:22 am
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He hadn't made any contact with Niko during the fight, knowing how much his friend would have despaired at how everything had turned out. None of them really wanted it to go this way (except for maybe a few psychopaths among the crew), but it seems to Snake they'd been screwed before they ever started.
The hug isn't something he's braced for, and so his body goes stiff when Niko's arms first wrap around him. Snake isn't much of a hugger. Even with Otacon, they have the wind-up of their handshake so that he can psych himself up.
But after a few seconds, he lifts both arms (flesh and glass) to gingerly return the hug. Glass fingers curl into a fist as he forces out a breath. ]
I'm sorry that it went this way. [ Niko had probably gone over as one of the negotiators, so the fact that he got back here in one piece is the only good news Snake has heard in the past day or so. Snake has no idea if Niko ended up having to fight or kill the people he'd wanted to save, but he isn't going to ask. ]
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I figured they would be more sorry than us if it did. Looks like I was right, but this is some bad shit. I never even got to make it through all of my points. They sit on their asses for days and then they can't listen to someone try to talk sense for ten minutes.
[He takes Snake's face in his hands and makes him look at him.] You might have to ask your friend for a spare pair of sunglasses 'cause I can see right the hell in there. [Then he loudly pats his cheek and returns his much needed space.]
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The comment earns a snort from him. He blinks a few times, shifting his eyes around in his skull as he compares how each one feels in the socket. The difference isn't as pronounced as he would expect it to be. ]
Yeah, well. People are gonna have to get used to it. I'm figuring I'm not the only one who's stuck with something like this.
[ He sighs and shifts his weight onto his heels, crossing his arms (with some care for the glass one) over his chest. ] So they wouldn't listen to reason, huh? Can't say I'm surprised. [ Sorry, Niko. ]
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[And he's still feeling guilty that his own fingers are completely intact. At least Snake's alive. He would have been pretty damn pissed off if he'd failed so badly that he lost one of the more level friends in his life.]
Starting to think Kobra was right. We should have run. Sure, they called the idea cowardice, but what sort of fucking honor leads to this bullshit?
Now they're all dead.
[He holds out his hand, this time asking permission.] Let me see how it feels. I'll be careful. [He says of that clear hand.]
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Snake sizes Niko up for a few seconds before he nods and reaches out, palm up. ]
I need to figure out how durable it is, but there's no easy way to do that without shattering it.
[ He drags his other hand through his hair. ]
I could just break it off and put a prosthetic on instead, but what if this gets undone at some point? [ Or is that the sort of wishful thinking that he's better off avoiding? ]
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And it'll probably get fixed. This time is not idealism. It's that if they don't fix this fucking ship we're not going to be able to do anything. Figure if they figure out how to fix that, they gotta be able to fix you guys, too.
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Niko's talking a lot of sense, though. Snake's first instinct had been to break the arm off and replace it with a prosthetic similar to Miller's, but that would be the same as giving up on ever getting this fixed. Stranger things have happened. ]
Armor. All right. Might be a little bulky for my taste, but if it's a temporary thing, I can put up with it.
[ He tilts his head, looking Niko over again. ]
You get stuck with any glass parts? [ His guess is no, seeing how Niko had said "you guys," but best to be sure. ]
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[To be honest he'd find the most stable transport off this ship and fuck right off. Unlike many, he doesn't really need to go back home. But now he has friends here, and he wants to see that they make it if nothing else. Sounds like Snake has important things he still has to do.]
[Glass arm certainly wouldn't help with fighting big ass robots.]
I still wish that I could have reached those people. I think if I did better, there was a chance. But I'm not kidding myself, they were real goddamn stupid for going through with it. There was nothing noble about this shit. It just hurt a lot of people.
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He'll hold off on doing anything drastic with his arm for now. Maybe it will get fixed, as unlikely as that seems to him right now.
Snake takes a step back and sets his good hand on his hip. ] I kind of doubt there's anything anyone on our side could have said to make them see reason. You get that set on revenge? It's like you've got tunnel vision.
[ For once, he isn't speaking from his own experience but from someone else's. ]
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Is a lot worse when it is on the part of a whole people.
I think most of us survived, though. Not all in one piece. [He gestures at Snake's fragile arm.] But most of us.
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Not everyone. But... yeah, I think we kept casualties on our side to a low, all things considered.
[ Snake sighs and rubs at his eyes with his right hand. ]
But given what happened, they may just come after us with even more numbers. We haven't solved the problem. Maybe we've scared them off, but maybe we haven't.
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[He thinks he's mentioned some, but he doesn't know if he told Snake about the Neraki. About what the instructors made them do.]
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[ Of course, there had also been implications that the captains of that ship had harsher requirements of the crew, but Snake doesn't want to make assumptions. ]
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Well, there is a whole planet gone because of it. And all the people that lived on it. Because of the things they make us do.
These people should have been happy with their chance to live.
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No wonder this situation had Niko so worked up. It's dredged up every traumatic memory from his experience on his previous ship. ]
They wanted us dead. They were willing to do whatever it took to make that happen.
[ Snake pauses for a moment, staring at the wall over Niko's shoulder as something occurs to him. ]
If the Ingress revives all of us... why didn't it revive them?
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Or else some people wouldn't stay dead.
But, come to think of it? They didn't come through the ingress anyway. They are from here.
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It's almost like the mixed timeline was trying to repair itself, crazy as that sounds. ]
So you think we're the only ones who get the revival treatment? Because we got pulled from where we're supposed to be, maybe?
[ Snake heaves out a sigh and shakes his head. He wasn't built to think about things like this, but the unsolved mysteries are going to nag at him either way. ]