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ABOARD THE MOIRA
Whether adjusting to space travel has been difficult or not, there is always something to be done. From working to leisure, the Moira offers a multitude of opportunities to get to know your crewmates a bit better. Exploration of the ship is highly encouraged, but as another planet grows closer to being docked, things start to get a little hectic. You'll notice a slight change in the artificial gravity as the Moira is pulled into a gravitational field; however, more noticeable changes can be found in the overall morale as you prepare to descend.
☄ on your ownThere are plenty of other communal areas on the ship to explore! Pick a place, and see where it takes you. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. ) H A I S T O SUnlike previously visited locations, the sweltering heat of this planet can be felt long before arrival. The surface of Haistos is not a place for those with a weak constitution. It’s in a constant state of low-level volcanic activity as its land masses are dotted with many volcanoes—all of them spewing black ash into the air. Breathing is difficult without the aid of a respirator due to the potential of breathing in ash, and the plant life is stunted, adapted to living in an environment with little sunlight. The weather is unpredictable, and ash-storms will often blow in fiercely, leaving people trapped for a hours at a time before they blow themselves out. But that same ash which chokes everything on this planet is what also provides its livelihood. Haistos’ volcanic resources are a highly sought-after commodity elsewhere in the universe, and as long as gathering the ash is profitable, people will continue to return.
Looking closely, etched into the curling paths of ignimbrite deposits that swirl along the base of the volcanoes is a language that is easily translated by the MID, often resembling Latin. Carved over time by visitors and travelers, it tells a tale of fire and stone and power. Some might even say there are mystic abilities associated with these volcanoes, though the rumors and myths behind it seem to be nothing but a warning to those who think to go looking for it. It’s also hard to tell if the words carry any true meaning since there are no natives to question, and all those who harvest the ash can only tell stories. Still, it’s apparent that people from many different times have all added to the scrolling messages.
A word of caution: you cannot build here. Stone, metal, and wood all burn, all crumble. Only what is true can survive, and fire will show its true quality.
☄ breathing sparksDespite the haphazard lay of the land, there are things to do. Or, at least, things to see. The rocky terrain often leads to some inactive volcanoes that are perfect for exploring and harvesting the ash that continues to rain down across Haistos. There are step-like structures built into the sides of the volcanic craters, narrow but sturdy. With each move down, the air gets even thicker, and your respirator takes longer and longer to filter the unbreathable atmosphere the deeper into the planet you travel. Yet, the risk of asphyxiation is worth what awaits at the bottom of the staircase. Still warm, the volcanic rocks that are sunk into the deposits are both smooth and clear as crystal. Most of these gems retain heat permanently and can be used to warm small spaces. Gathering too many together in a single place, however, creates a reaction with the limited air supply and can spark a faux volcanic eruption—yes, these rocks are capable of producing lava at an impossibly quick rate.
Is it possible to outrun the flow and reach the steps before it begins filling the bottom of the crater? The only thing worse than a sudden swimming pool of lava would be the respirator finally breaking because of the abrupt, extreme heat, wouldn’t it? ☄ under pressureDespite being unable to actually build any structures of substance on Haistos, walking around the planet itself is surprisingly easy. Due to its unusual composition, the ground itself is a noticeable mixture of dark rock and shining surfaces. More than that, each step around the bases of the volcanoes reveals something both amazing and rather fascinating: the ability to create diamonds without much pressure at all. It only takes a single step or even a hand print. Take a break and sit to rest? Diamonds. Wrestling over what pile of ash is yours to claim? Diamonds. Tripping and falling and refusing to get up so that no one sees your embarrassment? Diamonds. Suddenly, moving around on Haistos has taken a whole new turn. Especially when it’s completely possible to keep what you make with your very own body weight. ☄ if you break it, you buy itOut of the eater came something to eat, and out of the strong came something sweet.
At the base of one of the smaller volcanoes, this message is carved into the rock in large, curling script. The volcano is currently inactive and is dotted with openings large enough for visitors to enter through. Stranger than the message is the faint tinkling sound - almost like glass clinking against glass - that grows louder the deeper into the volcano you go. The intricate honeycomb of paths all lead in the same direction—towards the sound and a mellow blue glow.
At the center, the sound is loud and the light illuminates a large space. Thousands of crystalline creatures swirl and bump against one another, the source of both the sound and light. They appear to be a cross between a lightning bug and bee, glowing and noisy and harmless. The beautiful sight may, or may not, be dampened by the fact that the cavern is littered with glass honeycombs that have been built up within the bodies of fallen travelers. It’s clear that the organisms didn’t harm them, perhaps the result of too much ash or broken respirators, and the honey they’ve produced is light blue and clear. It’s sweet if eaten, bright and citrus-y, and carries an earthy undertone, making the skin glow temporarily after ingesting.
If careful, visitors may harvest the honey, but do not disturb the creatures. Their wings are sharp, and when agitated, they swarm out of fear.
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thisavrou_ooc2016-06-07 03:39 pm
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[ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. It's funny because it's true. :| ]
If you shave I'll mercy kill you. I've seen what you look like without a beard. And three or so inches shorter. And absurdly blond. I don't need it in my life twice, don't do that to me.
i don't have "cold realization" beard icons so deal w this
What.
LMFAO the beard is never shocked
HE THOUGHT YOU KNEW ALREADY???? ]
You didn't see Steve? He was in Medical when we got in the other day. [ maybe he left before Alva showed up???
Fucking. Oops. ]
the beard is eternally mildly disappointed idk man evans get more beard roles
Who the goddamned fuck is Steve? What are you talking about? What do you mean he looks like me?
i would say use the commando icons from ur other alan journal but lol commando alva...
Fucking Christ.
Okay, just wait until I get back on the ship. I'll fill you in, just
Sit your giant ass down somewhere and think about the periodic table or organizing bandaids or something.
Don't do anything.
I'm on my way.
yeah nope not happening
The periodic table pisses me off.
[ Does the "adult" thing that is closing the communication line, though, and just combs through his hair with his fingers until it looks like he'd gone a dozen rounds with a child's hair blower. It's long enough for a small hair tie. He'll have to cut his hair soon. (Glory III would be so pleased to hear that.)
This isn't what he was expecting. ]
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Then don't fucking think of that!!
[ oh my god, you're a bigger baby than all of them. Andyr will be abandoning everything he's doing on the planet for the moment, grabbing Val, and getting on a transport back to the ship.
Some time later, he hasn't even made it out of his planet side gear, respirator hanging around his neck and pack still attached to his back, as he comes jogging into the medbay. ]
You haven't strangled anyone yet, have you?
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In front of him are bandaids, being sorted by size and cut. ]
Was it me?
[ It. Not he. ]
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Especially since the concept alone goes against everything Andyr believes in. But it'll be worse on Alva if he murders some random innocent in a rage. Much as the Steve guy freaks him out, he doesn't deserve to die. And sure as hell not in the way Alvary will kill him. ]
No. [ spoken calm and even, but frank. if nothing else, Andyr will be the utmost of honest with him. Alva's always done the same for him. ] I thought it was, at first, and I was ready to kill him and everyone else in the lab for it.
[ Because Alva did not want to be cloned, he shouldn't have been able to be cloned, it just shouldn't happen. If someone had somehow forced it, Andyr would've killed them just as fast as Alva. ]
He wasn't made, he was born. Somewhere else, and the Ingress pulled him in. He started out a lot smaller, too. [ Apparently. There's the whole spiel about 'serum', but he'll get there in a second. First, explaining that they didn't come from the same place, and it would've been impossible to get Alva's genetic material to him. ]
They have wars like the old ones, there. Not just resources and border expansion. He wanted to protect people.