❪ test drive: #2 ❫ THE OVERFLOW

[natha]

ORIGINAL 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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I am!! :D AND GOD YES ME TOO PLEASE. they're adorable, I love them

[likethelight]

[ "Impressed" might not be the word for it... though it's true that Allen does have incredibly healthy respect for Cross. Namely for how much of a monster he can be.

At the inquiry about Tim he blinks for a second though, before smiling a little at that. Tim meanwhile, still having crawled up to peek out from his collar, fluffs up and gives a yap before descending back down to curl up in the depth's of his coat again. Somewhere around his middle, judging from the lump. ]

Mn. To be honest, it helps us both a little with the cold.

I guess it's a good thing he's small. [ Although truth be told, even if he were larger—he'd probably still try to crawl into Allen's coat to stay warm. Or just because he likes the attention. Although that does make him consider their situation more—at which point he looks a little concerned. ]

Will you be alright? [ Maybe he should be more concerned about himself and the state of his slowly-freezing nose, but. Allen never really has. ] I tried to start a fire, but—everything here is too damp.

[ Also it's just some old moss from summer that were stuck to the rocks and twigs. Woops. ]

you'll have to ping me when you do your ic intro!

[ofseraphim]

[ Hey, trudging through the blustery snow out there? Definitely separates the men from the boys. Or, the men from the... monsters? Regardless, consider Sorey successfully preemptively impressed with Cross’s fortitude, for whatever that’s worth.

Meanwhile, mention of whatever companion Allen’s got at his (literal) side makes an almost canine-like sound of reply and proceeds to disappear once more. ]

I bet it does! Seems like he’s got the right idea, burrowing down like that.

[ Says the young man admittedly watching the path of that roving lump with perhaps a bit too much curiosity. What exactly is Tim? Sorey can’t bring himself to be so rude as to bluntly ask. ]

Oh, me? I’ll be fine! [ It may not look it, but he’s got layers upon layers upon layers on his back. Plus mandarin collars. Plus leather. Plus gloves. Yeah, safe to say he’s all set in the warmth department.

...For now. Looking at the state of the not!fire, Sorey can’t help but internally bemoan the absence of (should he say another?) seraphim in this place. Man, if only he had Lailah here...

Oh well. They’ll just have to make do some other way. ]

Well, that’s the problem with trying to start a fire in a storm like this. But, on the upside, at least we’ve got some shelter from the wind!

[ That’s only going to do so much good, however. ]

Although, if the temperature keeps dropping like this...

[ They’ll have to think of something. ]

absolutely!!

[likethelight]

[ Thankfully for Sorey right now, in this VR-world where Allen believes he's a slightly more normal Olympian, Tim is not Timcanpy and thus has traded in his glorious golden shine for intense fuzz. But it's true, he is a weird sort of little dog and seems to be more pom than body. Call it a small kindness given that Allen wakes there will be no Timcanpy or Tim—again. This entire thing, even being stuck in the middle of a blizzard, is a great kindness compared to everything he'll wake up to—both regarding the destruction of his world, and remembering just who and where he is and what was happening. Being a traveling performer with a dog who's just looking for his errant, still-alive master...

...it's strangely nice in a way that doesn't even make sense to him right now.

Also there's a whole other sad tale from his childhood involving traveling performers with dogs but maybe that's a far less healthy way of looking at it.

But ehe—he cracks a smile at the observation even if it's a touch.. squirrely. He wonders what happens to people that freeze... But if they have nothing else to burn what can they do?

He shifts a little however, pulling the scarf wrapped around his head a bit tighter and looking thoughtful. ]

Are you usually up this far north for your research?

[ofseraphim]

Not usually! [ He shrugs sheepishly -- then shivers, abruptly and from out of nowhere, as though doing so let cold air in against his back -- and scratches at his cheek with the tip of a gloved index finger. ] But I’ve always been really fond of exploring, so it’s... not really a surprise that I wound up all the way up here.

[ Typically, he’s exploring ruins rather than landscapes, but... well, he’ll take what he can get. It’s enough already that he gets paid now for certain finds -- seeking them being something he’d do anyway, with or without compensation involved. It’s really a dream come true for this nerd. ]

You said you’re a traveling performer, right? So, what is it that you do, if I can ask?

[ He’s all ears!

--Until the wind whips by in an aggressive, frigid whoosh so harsh that Sorey has to wince. ]

Sounds like the wind’s getting even worse out there... are you and Tim going to be able to keep warm? If it helps, I could share my cloak -- it doesn’t seem like much, but it’s warmer than it looks!

[ And thus, would leave him frostbitten without it. But, as usual, he’s not thinking of himself. It’s selflessness that is his greatest strength; and sometimes, his biggest mistake. ]