❪ test drive: #2 ❫

[natha]

OVERFLOW POST

THE PROLOGUE     Many people in stasis seem to be medically sound enough to wake up, brother. Are the preparations ready to go? Yes, I've long prepared myself for this. Watching them everyday has been truly rewarding. ... Right. Yeah. Okay, let's get them ready to wake up. We should keep their minds active to ease the transition into consciousness. A simple VR program should do the trick, I think. I will boot one immediately. There! All systems are green. Their consciousnesses are linked. However, their minds appear to be too active... They may be over-stimulated, brother. Huh? How can that be...? Can we pull them out safely? Not from my end, no. This may be too large for us to fix alone. Do you think...? Yes, I think so... It will have to be done organically. Can you send out a message to our refugees? Of course, brother. I will send one swiftly. We must be sure to fix this before Darma returns. There is urgency in the Orbiters' request. Refugees currently in El Nysa are asked via mass message to please return to Thesa Station virtual reality area immediately. Zasere tells them that the next set of Refugees are scheduled to wake, but there's been an issue. On Thesa, refugees will find that the people in stasis are still apparently trapped in slumber. Most of them are complete strangers, but there's a chance you may recognize a familiar face or two. Normally, these people would wake up from their pods without issue, but due to a malfunction caused by the unforeseen force during The Descent, they have to go through extra measures to make this possible. Those in slumber require extra stimulation, something to keep their minds active. What better than a simulation of an area of El Nysa? Keeping their minds active requires an extremely involved simulation. Those subjected to the VR (prospective characters) will find themselves completely immersed in their new environment, believing themselves to be native Olympians. To wake up from the simulation, characters must work together to accomplish a certain objective(s) in the icy tundra. Characters in-game will be aware that this is a simulation, but this is good practice for properly interacting with El Nysa natives, isn't it? An AC-length log thread on this TDM may be submitted for Two (2) Natha REP points HERE. Please read the OOC note at the bottom of this post for the terms. PROMPT: WINTER CAME     The wind in the icy wasteland is bitter and frigid. You are wrapped up in a winter coat, but even still, the cold bites at your skin and leaves you yearning for a warm fire. Perhaps you're a merchant from the city, here to make a delivery, or you're a royal guard, sent to patrol the area. Who are you? The sky is the limit. One thing is certain — you won't snap out of your new identity until you finish a task. 1. Due to the vast diversity of the creatures on El Nysa and the fact that new ones are constantly being discovered, an important objective is to carefully chronicle different species. Unfortunately, to research these new species, they happen to need more than just a visual. More than just fleeting glances in over a snowy hill. Researchers are constantly looking for ways to secure... You guessed it! Blood and stool samples. The supplies for the former will be given. Supplies are offered in a small box; one per person. In this box is a small dart that will automatically procure a small touch of blood, and easily shaken off so the creature will be able to securely escape. As for the latter— well, they'll give you a plastic bag if that counts. Look, sometimes to get a job done, you have to get your hands dirty. Specifically, they seek samples from a newly recorded rare beast known as a Klep. Kleps spend much of their time hidden in caves, so hitting them with the darts will be tricky. They are also nocturnal, but you may be able to lure them out of the cave with fish as bait. When struck with a dart, you must grab the dart and escape immediately, as they will charge you, and killing such an endangered species is illegal. As for stool samples, well... Once you find a pile, you will have plenty of sample to work with. 2. It's cold, to say the least. Too cold to continue forward. Whatever you were doing, you must stop and seek shelter. Looks like your goal is clear, at least. Get warm. Not finding a way to sustain heat, whether it be seeking shelter, building a fire, cuddling up, or all of the above, will likely end in serious consequences. 3. You are stuck in a dilemma. On one hand, you are set to work for Olympia. One the other, you're not completely sure what is really expected of you, or who the man who gave you this mission truly is. You and your partner are meant to protect precious trade cargo for them. You were told that these were essential supplies for one of the outer colonies. They assured you it was mostly food. In loading the cargo onto the supplied wagon with your partner, however, you noticed something inherently off about it. The weight and even the sounds of some of the contents inside definitely don't sound like food. Moreover, some boxes are more obviously more concealed— draped in black sheets and reinforced on all sides. You've also caught wind of rumors that you are potentially being utilized to supply advanced weapons and other contraband to Wyver terrorists in the colonies. But what do you do? Refuse to make the delivery, and people in the colony will surely starve. Try to remove the weapons and only deliver the food, and you will be killed on sight for being too suspicious. Make the delivery as-is, and not only will Olympians die at the hands of terrorists in the future, but you will betray your country. Decide quickly... 4. There are many dangers associated with traveling in such an isolated, harsh environment. You must help each other to survive. Perhaps someone has fallen on thin ice, and requires a rescue. Maybe someone is on the brink of starvation, and you must share what provisions you have. When you come to, you will awaken in Thesa Station. All will be explained to you by Zasere or Sael via telepathic link. Your world is no more. The Storm has consumed it. We offer proof in the Observation Deck if you desire it, but it won't be an easy thing to stomach. We offer you a new life, in our planet of El Nysa. We just ask for your help in maintaining the vitality of El Nysa. What can we offer you in exchange for your help? PROMPT: STASIS UNIT     You have found the massive section of Thesa known as the Stasis Unit. There’s no special access required to access this part of Thesa Station, but refugees are warned that it may not be for the faint of heart. Here, in large pods that nearly cover every square inch of the space, are all of the people the Orbiters have managed to rescue. Your loved ones, your greatest enemy, your next door neighbor— you might find them here. These people are in a state of deep cryosleep. Due to the damaging effects of The Storm, their bodies are not yet ready to be awoken. PROMPT: GET REKT     The Orbiters have noticed that some of the refugees really miss their video games. The technology in El Nysa could be much worse, but it definitely leaves much to be desired. Which is why, after expressing relief that everyone awoke safely, the Orbiters have decided to provide a little fun in the form of video game competitions. Anything from old-timey arcade machines to state-of-the-art computers, consoles, and VR headsets (though you may be a little tired of VR right now...) is available, and yes, they have your favorite games! Enjoy PAC-MAN, Starcraft 2, or perhaps Dance Dance Revolution! Teach a friend how to play. Get unnecessarily angry and competitive. Most importantly, have fun. Keep fourthwalling to a minimum, please. Recommended playing: QWOP PROMPT: OMAGE     Upon receiving your mobile phone, you will be asked to set a username. Voila, you can now access the network! You can choose to send a message to the entire network, specific usernames, or you can try out the Orbiters’ service, Omage, which connects you to a random user. They thought this might be a good way for their new guests to make friends with each other... Connecting to server... Looking for someone you can chat with... You’re now chatting with [username]... Say hi! PROMPT: WILDCARD     You are welcome to write any scenarios in Thesa Station! Characters have been granted temporary access to the Observation Room, and are encouraged to study it carefully. FINAL OOC NOTE     Please give toplevel priority to prospective characters! Current characters wishing to thread these scenarios with other current characters are encouraged to create separate logs. However, threads between 2 current characters are not eligible for Natha Orbiter REP. These threads may be carried over as game canon if players choose! Players are encouraged to submit TDM threads as application samples, but they are not required. Please direct any OOC questions to the questions thread below! A TDM thread of AC length may be submitted HERE for 2 NATHA ORBITER REPUTATION POINTS. Current players may submit their thread at any time, and prospective players may submit a thread after acceptance. Please note that threads must contain at least five (5) log comments from your character. A toplevel counts as a comment. Network threads are not eligible. QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● world ● map ● reputation ● npcs taken ● reserves ● application calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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[veneries]

[For a heartbeat, it's all Ramsay can do but stare back.

As always, his first instinct is to look for a weapon, a knife, anything. He needs allies, yes. But allies who have no prior alliances within the seven kingdoms are to be preferred.

The moment passes and he forces a grin.] Well, the old gods and the new will be twice as fucked. [He downs the cup, still unconvinced that the clear, tasteless liquid in it was really water.

Drinking gives him time to think. He hasn't got a weapon, and this man looks like anything but a threat. He sits.] So, Loras. Where are you from, in the seven kingdoms?

[triplerose]

[ Loras is a bit struck by the fact that his name, in combination with his home, seems to be completely missed by Ramsay. It wasn't as if he was some farmer, or even some common Lord who bought his namesake. He feels almost immediately guilty for thinking of the luxuries of his life.]

My family was from The Reach, in the south.

[veneries]

[There were advantages to being a bastard; the names of all the lords outside the North didn't need to be memorized. Though Ramsay knew the great houses, since being legitimated by his father he'd resisted learned the names of all the lords and their families. They wouldn't know his name yet, why should he learn theirs?

He has to think a moment.]

Not Loras Tyrell, of house Highgarden?

[triplerose]

[ So much for that anonymity. The disgrace of his house, even here. Loras picks up the spoon for his food again. ]

The very same.

[veneries]

[Almost clinically, Ramsay studies the man. He thinks of the ravens from King's Landing, with the news of Tyrell siblings and their crimes. It hadn't been important at all in the North, with both Winterfell and the Dreadfort to hold, Northern lords to bring under his sway, and the bastard Jon Snow to rout.

He's glad to know of it now. This man's a far cry from the Knight of Flowers he'd hear the kitchen girls tittering about.]

Then fuck the High Sparrow and all his new gods too. [His cup, newly filled, is drained again. More time to think about how to use this.]

[triplerose]

[ The Knight Of Flowers is long gone, as far as Loras is concerned. A symbol of vanity and falsehood. He doesn't raise his glass or share in Ramsay's toasts. ]

He was not a bad man. He had a cause he fought for, like we all do. He sought a better world.

[ They may have won in the end, but Loras is smart enough to know who the evil behind it was. ]

[veneries]

[Keeping the disgust off his face is a challenge that Ramsay mostly manages. That sounds like southern softness at it's worst, and it's like the reason the once celebrated knight now look like shit.

Mocking people is not a good way to make friends, however.]

You're kinder to him than I'd be.

[triplerose]

He showed me mercy.

[ Or something like that. Loras had avoided a parade through the streets, and he'd endured their marking, but he wouldn't receive a punishment for his alleged crimes. No more than he had. ]

That's not so freely offered in Westeros.

[veneries]

[It was clear what the High Sparrow had gained from that mercy. Loras spoke well of him, likely would have followed and obeyed him without any resistance. Ramsay knew well the value of that kind of mercy, used in the right place.]

It's rarely found in the North. Winter doesn't know mercy.

[triplerose]

[ Ah. A northerner. Loras hasn't had many encounters with them, save for a few of the Starks. He has heard they're harder than those in the south. ]

Perhaps here will prove to be a kinder place.

[veneries]

Perhaps. [If it meant men were as malleable as this one, he'd welcome it.

Then with something like compassion:] I'll pray it's so, for your sake.

[triplerose]

Thank you. That is very kind of you.

[ Looking at what remains of his food, Loras is no longer hungry. ] And thank you for your company.

[veneries]

It was my pleasure. [His grin spreads.] I'm glad I ran into you, my lord. We men of Westeros must not abandon one another in this strange new world.