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Thán ([personal profile] hohnkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_ooc2016-12-02 06:24 pm
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Survival is the exception
"living is an act of courage."

THROUGH THE INGRESS
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 rocky planet.

Former crew of the Moira are there to greet you, and it’s a grim message they have to share. The Moira has crashed and is beyond repair, but there’s good news... the destination the crew has been heading towards for over a year? You’re standing on it. But before you get into exploration and survival, it’s best to deal with the effects of coming through a broken Ingress.


☄ slip and trip
find your footing fast
Coming through the Ingress has left your character with one of three changes - an age slip, a form of body horror, or an extreme weakness. The first, the age slip, will mean that the character is either older or younger and this change can’t be rectified during their first month in game. The second, body horror, comes in the form of an alteration to the character's body due to whatever they were carrying at the time they came through. If they were wearing a watch, it’s now fused to their wrist, clothes are permanent, knifes replace fingers, and many other alterations (anything goes) and it lasts the first month as well. The third, extreme weakness, can be a mental or physical decrease - weaker arms, legs, or the weaker ability to talk or do math.

ooc: the choice of change is up to each player and this prompt can be game canon.

☄ introductions aren’t awkward
as long as you don’t shake their hand too long
A new planet. Physical and mental changes. Talk of a ship that crashed and a Hub that is home to the ‘creators’ of a technology you’ve never heard of. A lot is happening and the best way to sort through it is by getting to know the Moira’s crew. They’ll help you settle in and get you any care you might need, all the while informing you that the group is on its way to the center of the hub. Something that might seem mundane is an absolute necessity for survival. Ask a seasoned space traveling veteran for answers and guidance.

ooc: this prompt can be game canon.

☄ dealer's choice
just make the right one
Characters have the option of coming through an Ingress that is any possible location on this planet. It can be inside a cave, at the top of a rock formation, etc. This means you can have your character have to climb or slide down, have them yelling for help, and have other characters see them and come to their aid. Your character's arrival is completely up to you, and since this is a unique situation that hasn't happened before, go nuts with it!

ooc: this prompt can be game canon.



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buyeverything: (that bow tie man)

[personal profile] buyeverything 2016-12-24 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[There definitely is something off about him, but he doesn't know it yet. Someone get this boy a mirror or a reflective surface.]

You've been here... where ever that is, for six months? What?

[Now he's even more confused. How. What. Why. She'd been on that damn island coming to save Nate's ass, no doubt, how the hell was she here too? It's still a bit much for him, not being dead, running into someone who honestly should be threatening to fix that issue for him and he just. Give him a minute.

Rafe breathes out harshly, then in deeply, closing his eyes for a few seconds. He's counting in his head to keep himself calm, because this is some bullshit and it's only getting more outrageous as it goes on. It makes no sense.]


... so there's no one who can explain what is going on here better? No one who can direct me to someone who can fix this?

[His eyes open again a few words out of his mouth, calm, but there's an underlying edge there. He's forcing himself to stay clam, but it doesn't mean he is.]



(ooc: You are forgiven <3)
Edited (html why) 2016-12-24 05:59 (UTC)
retrovirion: (yadda)

[personal profile] retrovirion 2016-12-24 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ ..o.....kaaaaaay.............

that's not like. ominous or foreboding or - shit what was that word that showed up last week... pre.. presentimental at all, there we go. PSAT, suck it. it.

anyway
]

Do the outfits look like yours?
brokeassgoing: (can i get a puff puff)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-24 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
[he just stares at Peter for a long moment]

You think I'm a doctor? You're really floundering, kid. No, theirs are...green? I dunno. You'll probably know em when you see em.
retrovirion: (pineapples)

[personal profile] retrovirion 2016-12-24 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ peter similarly stares back ]

What? No, but you said I didn't have an outfit, so I guessed that you would be in one then, because... I don't know, because you knew I wasn't in one. So I asked if they all looked like yours. You don't act like a doctor at all.
brokeassgoing: (roll it up)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-24 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
That's jobcist, I think. Careercist. Something like that.

[also right on the mark too???]
retrovirion: (something something blah)

[personal profile] retrovirion 2016-12-24 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
What? No it isn't. I don't think you understand the appellation of the su-, -of the, uh, the end of the word.
brokeassgoing: (a wiseguy)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-25 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Uh huh. Well either way, you're right on the money.

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-12-25 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a lot to unpack in that explanation, enough that Anakin lets the simple explanation of Force-blocking aliens slide. They are what they are, but being a part of a galaxy whole and separate from this awful one they're caught in, their existence--as interesting (and frustrating) as it would be in the moment--does nothing to explain the current predicament.

There's enough in the rest of it that rankles all on its own. Which is not insomuch the people he mentions, even given his fractured relationship with his daughter when she had been here, but the fact--the very inarguable fact--that he's missed more than an entire lifetime here. An entire lifetime twice the span of his own, a harrowing, impossible thing to swallow around, where the hurt of it winds its way around his insides like a serpent and pulls.

There's not a way around it. No apology than can make up for lost time, let alone fifty years of it.

He sighs.]


Luke, I don't think that has anything to do with this...place. We're not anywhere near home. Even when the Force is present, it doesn't...reach that far.
tearsinajar: backchat (pic#10427695)

[personal profile] tearsinajar 2016-12-26 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
I've only heard of WOW in passing. I was never sure what it was. My kind of games are more like Crash Bandicoot.

[ That's one no one can beat her at. Nate hasn't tried; there was very little time for video games before and during their marriage. ]
farmboyjedi: Kid Luke (kid luke)

[personal profile] farmboyjedi 2016-12-26 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luke can tell that his father is dealing with a lot, and that it's taking a bit for him to deal with all of this. It's the same for him, really. And he just keeps finding out more strange things.]

Do you mean like another part of the universe? It's all so confusing. I know I can sense certain things even on the other side of the galaxy, but I do understand how it could be harder if we're in a far away place. I think. It's hard to make sense of it all.
sidekick_this: (dammit tony)

[personal profile] sidekick_this 2016-12-27 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[He has to do everything around here just like back home. jeez...

Rhodey can't command the armor to open since the AI is kind of shot, so he removes a glove to reveal his human arm and hand.]


See? I'm a human under all this metal.
morethan084: (shadows)

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-12-29 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
There's really nothing fine about that.

[Daisy reaches a hand out to hover near his upper arm as if she were about to guide him.]

You really need to get that looked at.
morethan084: (disoriented)

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-12-29 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Was this actually happening right now? She didn't seem to acknowledge Daisy either, which confused her.]

What's the last thing you remember?

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-12-29 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
I mean-- [He starts, only to pause and regard the boy in front of him; if he'd had a mirror that showed himself at twelve...Force, he'd never imagined they'd look that much alike. Leia seemed to have gotten all of her mother to herself. He sighs quietly, and nods back in the way of the small gathering of Moira survivors. There isn't anything left out here of value.]

It's another universe entirely. Like...like wild space, just farther away. There isn't any turning around and just going home.

[At least not in any permanent way, nothing that makes sense to explain concisely. He's seen visions of home plenty, broken pieces of it melded together across timelines in a way that never should have been possible. But the Ingress isn't home, and as far as everyone here is concerned, there's no simple way to go back willingly. And who knows what's happened to those who've disappeared.]
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egil | original

[personal profile] norms 2016-12-29 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
☄ the open sea (kinda)
[ Egil wakes up soaking wet.

At first, nothing seems wrong with this considering how much time he's spent on the water these days, but as his surroundings slowly blur into motion, there's not that noticeable sway of the Speranţă or the loud sounds of the crew moving and working and living around him. In fact, it's rather quiet, and his breath catches in his throat at the prospect of Sorin actually following through with some of his idle threats and tossing him back onto land. The ground's solid, anyway, and he's unconsciously shivering from the sudden drop in temperature. He's alone, and the oddity of that fact makes him feel sick to his stomach, scrambling up from the damp puddle he's been soaking in for who knows how long and clawing his way towards the opening he sees up ahead. Obviously, he's in a cave, and there's no real memory of how he'd gotten there.

Had the fiare gotten him? Is this what some of them did now? Drag helpless people back to their nest to devour them later?

Egil swallows his fear and grits his teeth, stumbling out onto the rocky surface almost angrily. If this is a joke, he's really not so pleased, and the greyness of the atmosphere says rain to him. Yet, he doesn't smell it, doesn't sense anything at all, and the instinct to run, run, run is a humming thought in the back of his head. But run where? He doesn't know where he is, and last he remembered, there had been talk about heading to Australia. Or something. Is this what Australia looks like? Whatever, he doesn't care.

He starts to walk, trying to wring out some of the water in his shirt that's glued itself to him, and he hates how deep that cold feeling has sunk. And later, when he thinks he sees someone up ahead, Egil doesn't even think about whether or not it's dangerous. If they're dangerous. A mistake he hasn't made in a long time, but again, there's little to care about when he's probably going to die like this. He moves towards them. ]


« Is this Australia? » [ He phrases the question in his native Icelandic, though he quickly trips over himself to switch back to what he's been speaking aboard Sorin's ship. ] Can you tell me if this is Australia? Which direction is it to the shoreline? [ If anything, he probably looks impatient. ]

☄ camping in the desert (not really)
[ He hates this.

He hates this, he hates this, he hates this. In fact, he hates this so much he thinks he hates it more than he's ever hated anything in his life, and there's a strong bitterness to it, expression drawn as he wanders around through the tents and glares at anyone who might look at him. He's gotten a dry shirt, at least, and other bits and pieces of clothes. They've given him a ridiculous little card to contact the people of this group, and frankly, Egil would rather sit at the edge of camp and not speak to anyone. So, that's what he tries to do. Sort of. Except on his way to the outside edge of the tents, he knocks into someone and grimaces at the contact. ]


Don't touch me. [ He doesn't spit it out like he normally might have, calm but not at all apologetic as he gives them a once-over and keeps on going in the direction he'd aimed for originally. Really, he just wants to be alone so he can think about how much he's lost and if he'll ever have it back again. ]


( some info about egil's world/his history is here. also open to doing other stuff, so just hit me up with a pm or over @ [plurk.com profile] overcasts c: )
unaffluent: (Raw Power)

[personal profile] unaffluent 2016-12-30 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Adam gives a quiet sigh at her insistence but he really doesn't want to keep arguing with a virtual stranger who seems to not be a total asshole so..]

I'm sure there's more serious things to worry about... [He's not sure what, but he's sure they exist.]
propheta: (pic#10548584)

camping!!

[personal profile] propheta 2016-12-30 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ prophetic visions and a reality of constant time dilation are nice and all, but when it comes down to it, reid mattix is still fucking blind. when his oracle nature goes on the fritz, by, say, unfortunate adjustment to new dimensions and laws of physics, the typical jumbled wax paper layers of his perception of the world around him, and reid's own reality, become even more of a fuzzed out blur, and when he should have at least heard the boy passing by in front of him, it goes completely over his attention.

surprises have become things reid seriously dislikes, since his rebirth into this life, usually because it means he's fucked up, and something bad could be on it's way. in the grand scheme of things, bumping into a stranger isn't too terrible, but it has him feeling a dip of something anxious and frustrated in him regardless - not good enough, get it together, read the time. but someone's taken him out of the book he knows and dropped him into something foreign, and the lines don't follow all the same anymore. his brows knit, lips presses tight, with the heel of a palm rubbing against one of his opaque, invalid eyes, dust from the planet having snuck in with his sunglasses removed for the moment. the boy tells him don't touch me, and yet, just his solidity here - the touch of him, his voice, the bright anger and resentment that fuels his spirit - is like a lighthouse in a storm, and reid doesn't want him to leave. it's giving him a small patch of land to stand out, and get his head above water. clarity starts to filter in - his name is egil, he hates it here, he wants to be alone, but he's been alone a long time now, hasn't he? ]


I won't, but... could you keep talking? [ stay present, stay bright, stay vivid against the madness in the background and give him a way to see again. ] Just for a minute. Please.
morethan084: (unsure/forcedsmile)

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-12-30 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Well having a watch that looks like it's melted into your skin seems pretty important.

[At least he wasn't still putting up a front, which makes her start to lead him in the direction of the med bay.]

Where are you from, Adam?
farmboyjedi: Kid Luke (kid luke)

[personal profile] farmboyjedi 2016-12-30 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke has never thought much about the idea of alternate universes, though he will become more convinced while he's here.]

I knew I felt something was off when the stuff with the contract and all that came up. Like it wasn't the whole truth. But I do still think the Force must have brought us together for a reason. I hope something good will still happen, even though I don't like being trapped very much.

And hopefully we'll somehow find something that can help us find a way home.

[He wonders about his father though. Might Anakin be better here than at home? But will history change if he is stuck here? If they both are?]
norms: (pic#10842719)

[personal profile] norms 2016-12-30 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's only a few steps off when the person he'd run into asks him to keep talking, and there's so much irony in that question that Egil stops short of stomping off into the background to disappear. Most people usually tell him the exact opposite (or worse), and he's torn between fulfilling that request and simply brushing it off before returning to his goal of being alone. Really, though, with how much time he's spent on Sorin's ship, he hates the feeling of it now. Even when he'd been alone, he hadn't actually been alone, and there's a moment where he craves so much more than what he'd told this person to do, so strong that he almost feels sick because of it. Something's wrong with him, and all he wants to do is blame this place and how it makes no sense, how he doesn't care to find his way around so long as it sends him home. Then again, he can't remember what that's supposed to feel like ever since Lárus died. ]

Why do you want me to do that? If you want company, I'm sure there are better people than me. [ He says, though his heart aches for something else. Maybe he should try... But trying means getting attached to people, means losing them if things go wrong, and there's so much wrong about this place that Egil doesn't even hardly understand. He pauses though, teeth pulling at his lip as he turns a bit to face him. ] Are you lost or something?

[ Sure, Egil, someone's lost in the middle of camp. ]

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2017-01-02 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
[History, as he sees it, really has no bearing here anymore. None of what has happened in his time with the Moira has followed the narrative he's been presented as correct, vetted, and unavoidable. He knows too much. And if, Force willing, he's given the chance, "history" can take a back seat to how much he plans to instill Justice.

He gives a small shrug. Nothing he has is good news for this sort of optimism. Especially not when it's such a struggle to find and understand it himself. Without the Force's attempt at helping him keep his emotions at an even keel (as futile as the attempt may often seem), the worry and despair has settled in with barely any adjustment period. They're not unfamiliar sentiments, but it's rarely so all-encompassing like this.

It brings him an uncomfortable step closer back to that toxic, depressive mindset of Leia's revelation. And however much he wishes he could move away from the knowledge that not only can he fail, but that he's meant to, it's difficult to feign the necessary positivity to not simply let the truth fall between them.]


It's been almost two years, Luke. [If he has his timing right, anyway. If time even means the same thing out here as it does back home. That's still up for debate.] I'm not sure getting any of us home has ever been a priority.
Edited 2017-01-02 08:15 (UTC)
play2win: (pic#10806054)

[personal profile] play2win 2017-01-03 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Oh man, that's like ancient. Are you getting the HD when you get home?

[At least someone kind of speaks her language.]
unaffluent: (Used to Love Her)

[personal profile] unaffluent 2017-01-03 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Adam didn't really find himself bothered by her sarcasm -- after all he's basically immune to it being friends with Blue Sargent and Ronan Lynch after all. He had to have developed a thick skin for sarcasm to put up with those two. He shrugged at her question, but he knew how frustrating it was so he didn't actually hold any of it against the new stranger.

"I guess not." It was actually a bit nauseating when it stopped almost being comical to look at. "Does it hurt?"

Not that his watch fused into his wrist hurt but also her entire had was gone so that's a completely different matter.
farmboyjedi: Kid Luke (kid luke)

[personal profile] farmboyjedi 2017-01-04 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Wow.

It's not hard to imagine. Whoever brought us here probably has power that we can't begin to imagine...There were things they told me about, papers they said everyone got, but I had a strong suspicion the whole truth wasn't told. And they probably only care about whatever reason they had or whatever they intend to accomplish.

[It reminds him a bit of the Empire, really. Only probably much more powerful. They didn't care either about who they manipulated or used or who got hurt. They only cared about what it accomplished in the end.]

I do want to get back to my family, and I'll keep trying to find a way if it's possible. I guess all we can do for now is to keep trying to survive, a day at a time. Find a way to make it through. A lot like back home, actually...things've been pretty rough there, too.
tearsinajar: backchat (pic#10002107)

[personal profile] tearsinajar 2017-01-04 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
There is no HD version. It's just the old school PlayStation One version.