( tdm 13 )

[hohnkai]

T E S T D R I V E

my evil twin, bad weather friend "I know someday I'll meet him, but I don't know where or when." ABOARD THE MOIRA 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. 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. You may notice a slight change in the artificial gravity every once in awhile; however, more noticeable changes can be found in overall morale of those of the crew. ☄ on your own There 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. ) Every day, the ship gets closer to its destination: the Midway Hub. Answers as to how to the fix the broken Ingress and send everyone home are sought there. Your captains, both old and new, have been working together peacefully to make the trip a little easier, though events occur that are well outside of their control. After having made the last cargo supply stop at the Mini Colony, the Moira and its crew are on the last stretch of its journey. The Ingress, for the majority of the time, is left off and only turned back on during testing; that's when new crew and other items come through. It's October on the Moira, and it's been far, far too peaceful.. ☄ older and far less kind get clowned when I come around On one of the ship's many stops, a group of sentient, flying whale-type natives were stumbled upon. They were friendly, although unfortunately hunted for a substance they produce, and the crew paid a group of mercenaries to keep these beings safe. Now, early afternoon, red lights begin to flash, and Captain Ira makes an announcement. A gam of a less advanced sub-species of those gentle giants is in the ship's path, and crew are told to make their way to the Observation Deck, Tower, and anywhere else that affords them a view of space. When the beings move closer to the Moira, the captains send out non-explosive decoys that can be remotely operated by the crew—lead these beings away from the ship so that the Moira can safely pass through. ☄ graveyard smash i was working in the lab, late one night Let's set the scene. It's early in the morning. Those who don't sleep or sleep very little already know what's going on as they've been roped into helping by the Captains. Everyone else wakes to a surprise. Some universes celebrate holidays like Halloween or Samhain, and this one is no different. First Mate Egan's home is known for honoring the dead on October 15th of every year, and after approaching the other Captains, they've decided to celebrate it on the Moira. The observation deck is decorated with candles and lights, music playing in the background. Small gift boxes are left outside everyone's door; a MID message explains that each crew member is to put something inside and then place them on the observation deck. At the end of the day, each crew takes a random box. A device that alters the gravity around a single object is used to make drinks, food, and gifts and float through the air. Everyone is encouraged to relax and have a good time. ☄ section t unfinished business, that's what There are many locations on the ship that are inaccessible, either because they are locked unless crew have clearance or for some an unknown reason. Section T is one of those such areas. Crew are known to get lost in this area, and hear voices, among other things. Having this brought to the Captain's attention, an expedition of sorts ghost hunters in space has been organized, and anyone who wishes to join will be paired up and sent in with their MIDs on alert to track their paths. Not long into the search, it will become clear that something, or someone, is displeased with the large number of people wandering through. Some unlucky crew will stumble across an apparition and those who are luckier won't. It's relatively harmless, and appears to only seek to scare everyone out of Section T. OUT OF CHARACTER INFO FAQ | LOCATIONS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION For mature or graphic content, please label. For questions, please direct them to the FAQ. As always, be kind and have fun!

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FIVE MINUTES LATER

[patchricide]

All right.

There's no need to panic.

There must be a perfectly good explanation for how the trail disappeared.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

So, under normal circumstances I would be screaming because I'm pretty sure we're going to die. We're going to die in the underbelly of a spaceship in the darkest catacombs where countless people have, as I feel the need to point out, already gotten lost.

But, I feel inclined as of this moment to say, as I look at the clock on that MID thing, that it has been exactly five minutes.

Who's got two thumbs and is going to die being right?

This guy~

[patchricide]

Oh, for-- stop talking like that! We are not going to die!

Every one of those lost crew members found their way back, didn't they? That means this place must have an exit. Let's keep an eye out for it while we continue searching the area.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Sure, sure. There has to be an exit, right? Just like how we're supposed to track our route?

How about our wits? I don't know about yours but mine is as sharp as ever.

Seriously, at the rate we're going I'm going to start keeping score.

[And yet, despite this, he's still following along. Though he does seem a bit jumpy.]

[patchricide]

Then perhaps you need to sharpen them more. From what I can see, yours are getting a bit dull.

See that hallway over there? There's light coming in from there. If we're in the "darkest catacombs", what do you think a light source is going to lead us towards?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Heaven.

[patchricide]

To our exit.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Or it's a trap.

I mean, we can go two for two if you want. I like my odds so far.

[He bows and ushers her towards the hallway.]

After you, Princess~

[patchricide]

... wouldn't that actually be a good sign?

The theory is that there's supernatural activity down here, but -- what kind of ghost would set a trap?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

The kind that doesn't want its souls running away full tilt?

[Like, Jinkies, Allura. Maybe he'll go check it out if you offer him a Darin-Snack.]

[patchricide]

I think the reports would have mentioned if crew members were coming back without their souls in tact.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

...You read the reports?

[patchricide]

... you don't?

Darin, did you even know what this job was going to be about, up until you arrived?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

What do you take me for?

Hold on, let me rephrase what I meant to say:

[Ahem.]

...There were reports?

[patchricide]

Of course there were reports! They weren't about to send us in with no information to prepare ourselves with!

[Okay. Calm down, it's fine. That just means she has to continue being the only one here who knows what's going on.]

Given how you ended up here, it wouldn't surprise me if you signed it like a contract and handed it back to them.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Good, because that's literally what happened.

[He shrugs.]

Look, Princess. Would it make you happy if I checked out that lit hallway?

[patchricide]

Since that would mean you're contributing to the mission, rather than standing around waiting for it to fail?

It would, yes.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Fine, if it gets us the hell out of here faster, I'll give it a go.

Wait here, I'll call back if I find something.

[Darin takes point, pulling his dao from the sheathe across his back. As if that was going to do something against the ghost. Either way, he heads for that hallway and cranes his head around the corner to look down it.]

...It's just a bright hallway...really bright...

[patchricide]

What do you mean, "just" a hallway? Where does it go?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

I don't know, I can't see that far down.

Hold on...

[He turns and enters the hallway, disappearing around the corner.]





[And then the light goes out completely.]

[patchricide]

Darin?!

[WHY THIS.]

Darin, what happened? Can you hear me?!

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Nope, nothing. No sound. No nothing. But a few seconds later, the light clicks back on, like nothing was wrong.]

[patchricide]

[Of course it does.

All right, well! Allura is not about to abandon her teammate, even if there's good evidence to suggest that it might make this mission easier. Treading lightly, she starts heading down the hallway. She's on her guard for any sign of the trouble that Darin might have encountered.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[The light is really bright. Almost blinding.]

[Which means it's a very good thing when it goes out with a sharp bang.]

[As Allura's eyes adjust, she might see what looks like a person standing at the end of the hallway, in front of a door. It's definitely a person...someone big with spiky blue hair. Looks like she found Darin, except he's got his back to her.]

[patchricide]

[Yes, she definitely jumps at the light burning out. Disorientation, hauntings, and now bad wiring? This place keeps getting better and better.

And speaking of hauntings... she frowns when she sees him.]

What are you doing, Darin? And why weren't you answering me before?