( august intro log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: August 1st and on
Where: The Moira
What: New “guests” join the crew on their journey and implement some changes.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!

I N T R O L O G

old but unfamiliar faces "We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once." 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. Any questions you might have would be answered in a straightforward manner as well as an explanation about how the Ingress, the thing that has pulled you onto the Moira, is broken and bringing people here unintentionally. This process also 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 or wrist with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters. At first, this month seems no more unusual than the previous one for those who have been aboard the Moira for any amount of time. The crew who had landed on the slaver outpost were rescued, and with everyone aboard, the ship has pushed forward into the darker parts of the Runoff. Anyone arriving through the Ingress follows the same routine—moving from the Ingress room into the Medbay for their physical and contract before being assisted by seasoned crew members and helped to their assigned decks. But all familiar things must eventually come to an end: two final travelers come through the Ingress. The first, and most noticeable difference between them and all the others, is their clothing. Both are dressed in standard Moira uniforms, though they bear the insignia of one sharing the same rank as Captains Cúrre and Thán. After a moment to take in all the people on the platform ahead of them, one of the two latest arrivals approaches one of the Ingress panels and begins to manipulate the controls. The Ingress completely shuts down. Unlike before, however, there isn’t an imbalance felt across the ship; everything remains normal and stable. Utilizing the computer systems located in the Ingress room, they send out the following message to the crew via the MID: To all those aboard this vessel: I am Ira Phirun, assigned captain of the Moira. First Mate Egan and I will be commandeering all rights to the ship as soon as word is sent to those currently in charge. Expect a more detailed report as soon as all records and logs in Navigation have been reviewed by myself and the First Mate. All questions will be answered in a timely matter. For now, there will be no interruption of daily routine or reprimand if conduct among ranks is broken. Thanks for your time. Heading to Navigation, the Captain and First Mate, for seemingly unknown reasons, approach Navigator Manasseh and have her show them all records and logs of the Moira. Those working in Navigation when the Captain and First Mate arrive will see Mana greet them in a professional manner. Oddly, the Captain and First Mate act very familiar with the Navigator. They review all documents, but when they come upon news that the Ploiatos is on board, their mostly friendly demeanor shifts quickly. The Captain issues a sharp order, unintelligible to those who are close enough to overhear parts of their conversation, and without any warning at all, Mana loses consciousness and collapses right there on the bridge. Within minutes of this happening, the ship as a whole falls into a low power state with basic functions only. Mana’s MID alerts Medbay, and without hesitation, Captain Cúrre places her in cryo with strict orders to those who work there not to disturb the unit. As promised, the Captain and First Mate soon address the crew. ☄ lights down low The lighting has dimmed in all the rooms and halls, the normally crisp air that is pumped from the vents low, and all machines and tech are running at half-speed. These effects can be found throughout the ship. Water in the showers remain hot for only a few minutes before reverting to cold. Recreational equipment powers off not long after it has been turned on. The sanitation and water filtration systems require an hourly manual reboot, and all unused areas of the ship have no power allotted to them until a crew member steps inside. Even then, most functions are not optimal. It’s as if the Moira has been transformed into a dark house with only a candle flickering on the window sill. ☄ reuse & recycle The Captain and First Mate are quick to establish that this is a new regime and go about making the ship and its crew more efficient in the wake of their change in course and the low power state of the ship itself. This means they will systematically inspect each occupied barracks room and leave notes for what needs to be disposed of or stowed away. Unlike before, this is no longer a pleasure cruise, and each member of the crew is a guest on board; they will not tolerate useless clutter. Anything seen as unnecessary will be either placed into storage in the Cargo Bay or disposed of through the airlock. This new need for efficiency also extends to the need to conserve resources until they reach their destination. The showers are set to an automatic timer to minimize water waste. Those few minutes of hot water are all a crew member is now given. Meals are smaller, bordering on ration sizes, and luxuries are done away with entirely in order to preserve supplies so that the ship can go longer before needing to dock at a planet. ☄ new jobs, same faces The Captain and his First Mate, as expressed in their addressing of the Moira, explain that work efficiency is a priority. Applications for a head of the following departments will be accepted for a short period: Navigation, the Tower, Medbay, Defense, the Hold, Sanitation, Ingress work, and the Galley/Mess Hall. (Here.) After reviewing what they receive, one head of department will be chosen and tasked with helping crew find positions relevant to those departments and their own skillsets. They will be allowed to retain any positions that they held before that aren’t ship-functional jobs, but they will have to be done in leisure time. In two weeks time, they’ll be accepting department position applications which will be approved, and all those that do not apply will be assigned in accordance with their initial work application. They will also choose three individuals to act as guards of Ploiatos to ensure that there is a rotation available at all times. Will you choose to follow this new decision and promote yourself into a position of responsibility? Or will you simply wait for a reassignment?

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Genji Shimada | Overwatch

[gluteusexmachina]

[ Back in uniform (post-medbay) ]

Genji didn't often take to wearing actual clothes much anymore. The augmentations served well enough. Most people didn't think much of seeing him walk around as-is. Not since the older days of Overwatch, when he donned the uniform for better or worse. The things they gave him fit well enough, but he finds it a little tight in the shoulders.

He tears the sleeves off at the seam. Old habits die hard, as McCree would have said.

It's funny, maybe it's his way of coping with this whole situation, just focusing in on the fine details and thinking about the past. The latter is nothing new though. Whenever his mind has an idle moment he finds himself drifting backwards. For now he busies himself with sitting down just in the main hall outside the medbay to fiddle with the device the game him. At least he's got his sword. For now, that will have to do for familiarity.


[ Lights down low (wandering/exploring) ]

It wasn't long before his curiosity overcame apprehension. He does boast to be an adventurer, after all. He'd have better get to adventuring, and that means seeing every part of the ship he can feasibly get away with. He's quiet, but the bright lime-green glow kind of stands out in the low lights. Seems like they're a bit stingy with the electricity here. Now that he's moved past his initial distress, being on an actual deep-space ship is pretty cool. When he was little he had always wanted to go to the moon research facility. Apes or no, he'd wanted to see it so badly. Now he's on a vessel drifting far away amongst the stars. It's scary and thrilling all at the same time. He wonders quietly if there's a nice place to look outside. The view must be dazzling.

For now, he'll settle to try to poke around until he's told to leave, and hopefully meet some of the folks who are stuck in the same position.

outside medbay yoooooo

[grandpaladin]

Well. It seems he has good timing. While Genji is seated outside, the monolith that is Reinhardt and his Crusader armor is on his way inside. He stops, however, upon seeing the other armored figure. His head tilts. Okay, so there could only be so many people in the world with that sort of armor.

"... Genji?"

If Reinhardt sounded pleasantly surprised, he is. He hadn't seen the man since he left Overwatch. Likely, he was one step away from picking him up in a giant, crushing embrace.

Re: outside medbay yoooooo

[gluteusexmachina]

That is a voice and a set of armor he didn't expect here. He can practically taste the rush of relief. Reinhardt. He didn't realize how tense he was until it rushes away from his body as he's practically launching himself to his feet and at the mountain of a man.

Genji can't give much in the way of crushing hugs compared to this man, but he'll do his damnedest even if he looks like a ragdoll hanging off Reinhardt.

"You're here too?!" So much for calm and collected. Then again, the man only merits this kind of greeting after all. "It's so good to see you! Are the others here?"

He remembers a time when Reinhardt would snag him into a hug and he'd squirm and complain and grouse until he was released. Now, it's a soothing wash of nostalgia and comfort.

[grandpaladin]

Ragdoll hug or no ragdoll hug, it's returned full force. And hasn't changed. Not even a little. It's still the same monster hug it always was. Still the same monster laugh -- overjoyed and rolling off the walls. Yes, he's here. And glad to see another familiar face.

"I am here! Surprise!" Another laugh, big and booming. He even swings Genji around a couple times before he settles the smaller man down onto his feet. Still weighs next to nothing.

"But no, I have not seen anyone else..." A pause. "It has been a while, my friend. Are you well?"

snoopin

[redshitlord]

"Dig the sleeves, my dude."

Sorry, Genjer. Your ninja skills are great. But your lights stand out. About as much as bright red armor and bright blue lights. This, from the lanky beanpole Autobot on the floor of the observatory, head propped up on his hands.

"Hi."

Oh yeah, greeting. That's probably something he should have done when he first saw the guy. Oops.

[gluteusexmachina]

Well. That sure is one of the most well-articulated mechs he's ever seen. Or is it some form of Omnic?

Still.

"Whoa." Genji looks up, the way his hands hang at his sides conveys the awe adequately.

"Hi."

[redshitlord]

"S'up!"

Of course, he's going to notice the awe. And of course,being a teenager, he's going to hunker down and wave properly. This is the weirdest bot he's ever seen, but then again, he's not much smaller than Bee, so...

"Haven't seen you around yet, man. You new?"

light down low - honor bomb incoming

[whatshimadayou]

It hasn't been long since Hanzo has been here, but he has done similarly: explore his new surroundings, mentally map it out, understand where he is, and determine the strengths and weaknesses of each location.

Only, he processes it all in a manner of survival, and not for adventure in itself. He hasn't had that sort of mindset in years.

Over the course of time, Hanzo's rage has quelled, albeit barely. It's down to a simmer, burning inside of his chest, angry that he is here and unable to do anything about it. Control stolen from his fingers does nothing to assure a dragon's rage.

Out of the corner of his eye, sees it. The familiar green glow.

(He remembers the day Genji dyed his hair bright green, showing up in their home with a shit-eating smile. Brother, do you like it? he asked smugly, knowing full well how much Hanzo would hate it.

And he did.)

Hanzo tenses, and knows it to be him. Not long ago, his last sight of his brother had been disappearing shortly after telling him how he had hope for Hanzo, like a fool.

Steeling himself, Hanzo turns to face his brother.

"Genji."

[gluteusexmachina]

This is the last face he'd expected to see. Their last meeting had been in his terms. They'd fought again, but that's familiar. He watches Hanzo notice him, and his brother gets the first word.

It's a bit different when he can disappear into the night. Here, they're trapped on this ship together. He immediately recognizes that. Maybe- just maybe, it'll be for the better. Maybe this is good. He smiles behind his mask, almost hearing that hopeful thought in Zenyattas voice.

"Anija." His voice is soft as he turns to face him, palms turned out, a show of peace. "I... did not expect to see you here as well."

Then again, Reinhardt is here too. He tries to quell the anxiety tensing his body, let himself flow with the situation. He doesn't particularly like feeling cornered like this though. The ship is a little claustrophobic compared to the vastness of Nepal or even the Overwatch base.

What does he say now? Right.

"Have you thought since our last meeting?"

[whatshimadayou]

There it is, a complexity of emotion washing over him when it comes to his brother. While his face keeps the all familiar scowl, he is internally conflicted.

Relieved, he knows that Genji is in one piece. (More or less, because anything missing is his fault anyway.) Angry, because he shouldn't be here, Genji should be far, far away from this and this isn't right. (It isn't right that Genji should be trapped here with him. Or is he angry because they both have no where to run now, forced to face each other? His greatest mistake?)

And the fury of knowing too cruelly of how much different he is.

This is a different man than the Genji he thought he'd slain all those years ago. He hates it.

"I think you are still a fool," Hanzo says coldly.

medbay!

[aerospacecommander]

Originally Starscream stopped by the medbay looking to see if Ratchet was there. As soon as he saw the small ... human? Robot human? All thoughts shattered and he completely forgot why he came there in the first place. Call it scientific curiosity or just plain being nosy. Either way, now he's very much distracted.

The large seeker stepped on closer though he was sure the person had seen him already (how can anyone miss something as big and glorious as Starscream anyway).

"You're new. Also a ninja?" The guy had a sword like a ninja, he's seen TV before.

For all he knows the humans probably created some sort of robot ninja just because they could.

Re: medbay!

[gluteusexmachina]

Oh...

Another one of these. Not Omnic. Not mech. Still somehow alive. It's still so alarmingly alien. And large. Not that Genji isn't used to being shorter than just about everyone he meets.

The question actually catches him off guard, and he tries to compose himself. Right. Don't stare. It's rude.

"Yes. I am. Also? Wait, there are more here?"

Re: medbay!

[aerospacecommander]

Go on and stare, Starscream is. He has no sense of not being rude, that's just how he is.

"Like you? No. People with with swords? Yes. I've seen a few. Not the most effective weapon if you ask me," no one did but Starscream will give his opinion anyway.

He crouches down to get a closer look, visually scanning over the robot man mostly out of curiosity.

lights down low

[cookshisgoose]

[It wasn't hard to note the glowing green figure wandering the halls. Peggy was heading back to her room after a busy day of work and helping the new arrivals when she spotted the quiet figure. She watched for a moment, curious, before she finally decided to speak up.]

Are you looking for something? Perhaps I can point you in the right direction? [She doesn't know if they're a new arrival or not, but she's been there five months now. She's got a pretty good run of the ship, if he needs help finding something.]

Re: lights down low

[gluteusexmachina]

[ The cyborg turns, the green glow of his visor leaving a streak in the dim lights. A pause, before he tosses up two fingers in a very casual hello. ]

Greetings! Actually, I am looking for my room.

[ It's kind of nice to find someone decently normal looking here, though he's not one to talk. He holds up the card he was given with the room assignment number. ]

I know I am on Moro- I think at least. Haha, I am a little turned around.

[ His accent is somewhat garbled by a synthetic buzz, but it comes through clear enough. ]

[cookshisgoose]

If you're looking for Moro, you're in the right place.

[She knows how confusing this ship can be. It definitely takes time to get used to it's layout.]

What room number were you assigned?

Lights Down Low

[armsmode]

[Another cyborg is all it takes to eventually attract Genos' attention. The situation could be funny, given that Genos also ripped the sleeves off of his uniform for the exact same reason, but instead there's a menacing whirring of Genos' core as he approaches with his fists clenched at his sides.]

You're new here.

inhale scream

[gluteusexmachina]

[ The lights are what catches his eye first, and he turns to face the other man as he approaches. He's very apparently heavily augmented, like Genji himself. He can't help but feel a little surge of excitement. Maybe this goes beyond simple prosthetics?

Maybe someone like him? ]

I am! Hello!

[ You can practically hear the smile in his voice. He gives a tiny little bow. ]

Are you new as well?

I'M SORRY ABOUT THIS

[armsmode]

[Genos just snarls his questions out before he even thinks of addressing pleasantries.] Answer this question or be incinerated: have you ever destroyed a whole town? Has anyone connected to you destroyed an entire block and killed many people before? Do you know any cyborgs with faulty mental capacities?

Re: Genji Shimada | Overwatch

[justice_from_above]

[The unknown, Genji; it's the best part!

Okay the kidnapping maybe not so much but at least it sounded unintentional.

Pharah is doing her own exploration of the ship. She's already run into a couple friends, so when she sees those familiar green lights in the darkness she can't help but smile.]

Genji? Is that you?

Re: Genji Shimada | Overwatch

[gluteusexmachina]

[ Oh. He knows that voice anywhere! The cyborg whirls around, and in a streak of green, he's there. Pausing awkwardly before deciding it's okay to throw his arms around her neck and hug her. ]

Pharah!

[ Proceeding with the squeezing. ]

You are here too!

[justice_from_above]

[She hugs him back, trying to remember the last time she'd seen him. It certainly wasn't in recent memory.]

I am, somehow. At least I know I am with friends. [She stands back, a hand still on his shoulder, and looks at him with a smile.]

post-medbay

[flashbanging]

By this point, McCree's already seen a familiar face or two. As such, he's not terrifically surprised when he spots Genji in the hallway, looking for all the world like he didn't belong anywhere else but here. McCree shouldn't be glad that another friend of his is stuck in this situation--and really, he's not--but misery loves company.

Besides, McCree hasn't seen his old friend in years. The elation comes on so quick that not even the subsequent guilt can tamp it down, and so he just gives in to impulse. He strides over to Genji, he grabs the other man by the waist, and then he lifts him up in a great big bear hug.

"Fancy seein' you here!" he says, grinning a mile wide.

[gluteusexmachina]

It should not be surprising, considering how many of them he's found here, but getting lifted and bear-hugged out of the blue is definitely a shock. More when he realizes just who is accosting him so boldly and without restraint. He quickly returns it, as best he can fit his arms around the much larger cowboy.

"Jesse!" The laugh is evident in his voice, absolutely delighted to be lifted off his feet now.

"It has been so long! Oh my gosh! Look at your beard!"

[flashbanging]

He's not sure what response he expected: last he saw Genji, the other man hadn't always been a joyful presence. Sure, they'd had moments; they were friends--good friends, even, McCree likes to think. But if ever a man had unfinished business, Genji was it. Now, however, he's downright jovial. McCree can't say he isn't glad of it.

He sets Genji down, grin unwavering, and dramatically strokes his beard with the fingers of his good hand. "Yeah, get you an eyeful. It's nice, ain't it? Rugged like."