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Thán ([personal profile] hohnkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_ooc2016-10-04 05:44 pm
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( tdm 13 )

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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.



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fallin1: (Default)

i made quite the ungodly noise there.

[personal profile] fallin1 2016-10-06 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
We seem to have this conversation quite often. I've told you, I'm immortal.

[ The evidence, now, is immediately in front of her eyes, staining his clothes and smeared on the skin of his torso. His expression softens from sarcasm to genuine concern. This isn't their usual banter, nor the place they might usually have it. He knows she is, by far, well out of her element.

He shifts his hands to cup under her elbows, cradling them and offering his own strength to steady her when she pales violently. ]


Right. Yes, sit first. I don't think you'd enjoy embarrassing yourself on your first trip in space.

[ He doesn't force her to sit, but he does adjust his stance to lean towards her taking a seat at the next opportunity. ]

Dead? Well, technically, I suppose. I got better. Made a deal with Dad, so everything should be just fine once we get back. This, however, is a rather new development, and I'm not completely uncertain that it isn't a prank of sorts on his part. Personally, I think his Netflix queue must be atrociously unoriginal.

[ But then those gears are turning from shock and thought to utter disbelief and ---no, definitely not. They are very much not dead. ]

No, we aren't. Trust me, there's only two stops when it comes to that sort of thing, and with the First running things while I've been gone---it wouldn't look half as cheery as this dingy little spacecraft. You, my dear detective, are boldly going.

It's good, isn't it?
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good, excellent, this pleases me, this is getting continued or so help me

[personal profile] nofluffybunny 2016-11-03 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's still so unsteady, even as she's moving with him, legs automatically bending until she's got herself seated on the edge of a chair nearest to the doors. As long as Lucifer doesn't let go of her, Chloe is going to keep a tight hold on his arms because that's keeping her grounded and it's keeping her from passing out. ]

But you're not— [ Cutting herself off, she stares up at him. Her eyes drop to the stain of blood staring her in the face and suddenly she feels like she's going to really be sick, fingers twisting in his sleeves to tug. God, just get down on her level so she isn't stuck staring at that bloodstain.

Chloe can't even bring herself to respond to his quip about Netflix and pranking and Dad this, Dad that.
]

What? No, no this isn't good. This is bad.
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[personal profile] fallin1 2016-11-03 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's having quite the odd reaction to such a fantastic turn of events, isn't she? What better way to avoid the responsibility of both of their lives than to find themselves suddenly in a place not tied to their own realities? That's bloody brilliant.

But he lets her tug him down into a sitting position beside her, and shifts to wrap an arm around her shoulders to stabilize her. ]


Bad? No, this is fantastic. You see, if I've got this figured out well enough, then things have stopped where we come from. It's a kind of chrono-kinesis, that's slowing or stopping time for you, and my kind are capable of doing as much. That means, we get to have ourselves an extended vacation, and then we can come back and deal with that human stain my brother released from hell, rescue Trixie, and save the day.

It's wonderful.

[ It is wonderful. He won't be convinced otherwise. This is a chance to avoid the boring responsibilities of life for a little while. Also he gets to avoid his brother, the fact that his mother apparently escaped Hell, and the deal he made with his father. ]