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ɴᴀᴛʜᴀ orbiters ❰ mod collective ❱ ([personal profile] natha) wrote in [community profile] elnyan2018-06-29 03:05 pm
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❪ test drive #6 ❫

YOUR STORY BEGINS    

The Storm came. You remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that.

You don't know how long you slept, but the dreams were short. You remember the expanse of stars and galaxies in your direct view. Every world and solar system ever known to man was present in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You also witnessed the Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. Your Earth and similar planets were assimilated by the Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of your world. That was when she told you what happened. You knew that you'd be living somewhere new. The details weren't clear, but you knew it was a part of a deal with the entity known as Darma.

Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station. Your body is still cold; it all felt like a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't —

We were mistaken to think we should not intervene. Dangers far beyond what should exist on this planet lurk beyond even our sight. Poor Ysverai's resurrection is only a portent of what threatens this world. El Nysa must remain frozen in time until we have found a way to repair the damage the High Dragon has wrought. But repair it we will. We give you this promise.

We are sorry for leaving you in your time of need. There was greater danger, or so we thought. The Storm, for the first time, had somehow encroached beyond our shields. Blinded to what was occurring on the planet, we believed it safe to turn our sight from the planet… Safe to leave our physical forms entirely, for we needed the energy to ward off the Storm. We withdrew ourselves from our aspect that we call Thesa, and in doing so left you vulnerable. We can only hope you will forgive us.

Still, we must ask your aid, for both your sake, and for all life on this fragile planet. Please, leave the matter of Ysverai's curse in our hands. Ready yourselves to journey to Nadril and find how the High Dragon's resurrection was hidden from our sight. We will do all in our power to repair El Nysa, but you should prepare yourselves well. We fear there is yet greater danger ahead, both from the Storm and from what lies obscured on the planet.

CLEAN-UP CREW    

While everything has wound down significantly from the strife and destruction of battle, the frozen image of Ysverai, the massive, rotten dragon, and the hole he tore in El Nysa's sky, on several screens of the station is a constant reminder of what took place. New and old refugees alike will notice that prolonged exposure to these images will leave them with a disquiet that gradually builds to actual pain. The discomfort starts from a crawling sensation, insects over skin, and gradually becomes unbearable. They will begin to hear the cries of Ysverai’s pain and suffering, first whispers, then echoes, then wails. Even after Refugees tear their eyes away from this footage, a strange itching sensation remains beneath their skin for several minutes.

The dragon isn’t a matter for them to deal with, however. Darma made it clear that the Natha will find a solution. For now, everyone is encouraged to assist in the clean-up of the cities currently frozen in time. However, in interest of the current events and the fact that the refugees still have much to prepare for, they will be offering this help remotely.

Several stations are set up where refugees can remote control drones to map out areas and pick up some of the lighter weight debris. Those more well versed technology are encouraged to assist those who may be having trouble getting started with the unfamiliar Natha tech. It seems like it’ll definitely take some getting used to, though. On the bright side, they’re pretty durable drones so if at first you don’t succeed, press the next button? To keep morale high during the clean-up efforts, one of the Natha have set up large hoops around dumpsites and a scoreboard program in the control room, though there's no sign of any directions or rules to be found. That's right, you can play a mechanized version of… some sort of game while you're helping clean up El Nysa. Just make sure you don't get too carried away with competitive spirit!

For those looking to pilot something more heavy-duty, there are also cockpits set up for remote control piloting of basic mecha. These are very similar to the VR simulations offered on the station. However, they will not work without a partner. To be able to successfully move one of these, two refugees will be required to connect their minds and pilot in tandem. This may be a daunting task, but with the extensive structural damage to the cities, it's a necessary one. Piloting will require trust and cooperation to make it through. The more connected the pilots are, the more agile and powerful their mecha will be. For those who can’t seem to get on the same page, coordination will be a pipe dream.

PROBLEMS WITH THE SHIP    

By now it’s likely clear to all refugees, new and old, that for all that they may appear to be infinitely powerful, the Natha Orbiters have been shaken by the recent events on El Nysa. The details of Ysverai’s revival were somehow obscured from their view, and while they’re focusing their efforts on the planet, certain… abnormalities again begin to arise on Thesa Station.

The most prevalent of the problems plaguing the Station are the malfunctioning doors. Walking through a door that should lead to a bedroom or kitchen (or, for the truly unfortunate, a toilet) will suddenly take refugees somewhere entirely different and possibly even new. And while this may lead to some accusations of breaking and entering, at least these mishaps can be quickly rectified by an apology and a hasty exit. That is, unless the door refuses to open again — the locks also seem to be malfunctioning.

Still, those that find themselves transported somewhere familiar, though off-limits, should consider themselves lucky. Thesa Station is far more vast than most refugees are aware, and some of them might find themselves wandering into a uniquely sticky laboratory. This area appears to serve no purpose other than to house dozens of slimes. These slimes appear not only in a variety of fun colours, but with a variety of not-so-fun abilities ranging from harmless (spitting bubbles) to deadly (spitting fire). Regardless of what abilities a slime possesses however, they are all relentlessly friendly, and characters will need to be careful not to accidentally bringing one out with them once they manage to escape.

Unfortunately, that’s not the only situation to escape from. Whether it’s in the mess hall or the bathroom, many will find themselves suddenly rising off the ground. … with everything else in the room, too! It seems like gravity control is also on the fritz. Fortunately, most open spaces aboard the station have a small control panel that can correct these effects. The only problem is getting there. Hopefully at least one of you refugees took that anti-gravity safety course.

SUMMER TURNS TO WINTER    

The news that the refugees should begin preparations for a return to El Nysa may come as a surprise given that the planet still remains frozen, but it appears there is one community that has somehow withstood Darma’s intervention: an area known as Nadril where time continues to flow freely. Not much information is available regarding this destination, other than the fact that it is isolated, and, more importantly, that it is cold.

(Maybe characters should consider the malfunctioning thermostat plunging the temperature to below zero in certain areas on the station as preparation for their upcoming journey!)

There are other resources available for those itching to take action, of course. There will be a new supply pack delivered to each room containing gear meant to withstand freezing temperatures — both clothing and storage gear to keep water rations from freezing. Characters will also be alerted to new training programs available in the VR room that are designed to assist with survival in the snowy regions of Nadril.

The training programs will consist of a variety of tutorials that will assist in winter survival. Naturally, there will be courses on how to start fires, find food, and build igloos to withstand the frigid temperatures, but that’s not all. Due to the Natha testing their systems, there will occasionally be strange occurrences. For example, refugees may experience a snowball or two pelting them from out of nowhere, or they may suddenly find themselves being cloaked by a snow yeti costume, amongst many other inconveniences. Hopefully that doesn’t detract from the lessons to be learned here, as some of the training programs can include extreme weather survival, including the perils of snow storms or avalanches.

SOCIAL-LINKED(in)   
By some miracle, there are still some quieter parts of the hall. This may be an appropriate time to check out your smartphone. Aside from the expected "Omage" app, there seems to be a new one called Social-Linked. There, you may find a profile waiting to be posted. The app allows for the user to fill it in, but there is also an auto-function! upon pressing it, it will generate a shockingly-honest answer based on the Natha's observation of your history. Roman will be your only friend in this app, with his very own profile:

●●●●○ THESA
ROMAN
@romannoodles (∞), Thesa

I WAS A: Butler! I still am, and I'm happy to serve all of the new arrivals!

I'M SKILLED IN: Cooking, cleaning, anything that involves making your life better!

I'M LOOKING FOR: Consistency!

ALSO, I'M: Not entirely certain if the "auto" profile function is to your liking. Feel free to edit if it is not to taste!

So, have you decided on making your own profile? Perhaps you used the "auto" function on accident? Regardless, once your profile is out there, it's out there. And like the Omage app, it will match you with someone. NOTE: Please use the form below to fill out a profile! Whether it's auto-generated or filled by the character is up to you!

STASIS UNITS    

During this time of crisis, the Natha have done their utmost to ensure the safety of those in cryosleep. However, due to the nature of recent events, they will be asking some refugees to do a quick check on some of the pods in the stasis unit. While they are definitely looking for any damage that may have occurred over these past few weeks, they also seem interested in getting a deeper insight into some of the occupants.

On each control panel for the pods, there's a new application, asking observers to add notes and commentary — the Natha are looking for a more personal understanding of their sleeping occupants. Refugees are tasked with providing evaluations of the sleepers, based on both their knowledge of those from their homes and on what they can observe just by examining them in their repose. The application asks for how useful you think the pod's occupant would be in a crisis, what their skills are, what their best feature is, if you'd take them with you for a long walk on the beach, and so on… And, of course, all answers must be recorded out loud. Anyone passing by could overhear these evaluations, flattering or less than.

FINAL OOC NOTES    
As always, feel free to wildcard prompts within Thesa Station!

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.

New players may submit an AC-length thread HERE from this TDM for 2 Natha REP. In addition, old players who have not submitted rep for the Hour of Ruin log may also submit a TDM thread for 2 Natha REP. The due date for submission is July 15 11:59 PM EST.

For this application cycle, there will be a cap of 60 and no reserves. Applications will be open on July 9 12:01 AM EST and end on July 13 11:59 PM EST. Thank you!

mollymocked: (⚔ out of the drudgery)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-07-16 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Molly breathes a sigh of relief, but does not disengage from Caleb's shoulder because this is fucking weird as shit and he'd rather not be alone here. Also it gives him the proximity required to spin Caleb around and gently walk him towards the door.]

Good. No magical dragon-scrying bullshit. Just a extremely unsettling metal box we're all stuck on. Ja. [The last part is said with a little more sardonic oomph to punctuate how very totally fine he is. The fun wore out of this place so quickly.]
mollymocked: (⚔ and walls you keep in)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-07-16 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Molly literally adjusts his cloak and sits down on the snow like a kid pulling up a carpet square during storytime, a delighted look in his pupil-less red eyes. It's a little weird that he can convey childlike wonder with a face like that, but holy shit he's doing it.

"That's all right. I've nothing to compare it to anyway. Dazzle me." Yes, he's going to make her dance and sing in simulated snow for his amusement, because why would you bother going somewhere else when you can have instant gratification?
mollymocked: (⚔ got your head hung low)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-07-16 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Got it. We'll add one very important bird to the list.

[He says with all the enthusiasm that Molly has ever had about Kiri, which is next to none, but everyone else would be in utter despair if they lost Kiri after just giving her a nice place to stay.

The pod room is just as terrifying as Molly remembers it, and while it sure beats crawling out of a grave, it was still extremely claustrophobic and horrible for the few moments he vaguely remembered it. It's also extremely disorganized with rows and rows of sleeping forms and no form of directory.

It's gonna be a job. He puts his hands on his hips and scans his eyes over the first few rows to see if maybe they'll get lucky.]


They organized this very poorly. It's like a junk shop filled with people.
botw: (8)

[personal profile] botw 2018-07-16 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course.

[ his tone is a little more gentle, a little more warm... probably not as heated as Chuuya is getting, but something more congenial and light. borderline flirty? after all, it's such a lovely hue! ]

Hey... you don't have to be like that. I'm sure it didn't mean to.

[ after all, it's smiling!

carefully, he slips behind Chuuya and gives his waist a tug. ]


Put it down and I'm sure we'll find a way to fix it that doesn't involve these monsters. Is that okay?
inaurare: (Glancing)

[personal profile] inaurare 2018-07-16 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
That does remind me of a country that neighboured my own, though.

[he could make a sweeping generalisation and say they were all prudes there but, well. He probably seems enough of a prude himself, even if that's only due to effects of a servant's upbringing, of ideas of behaviour...

A little hum with those words.]


Not to all. But perhaps to some...
flask: (after all these years)

[personal profile] flask 2018-07-16 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nott grimaces, removing her mask when it seems like they're alone in here. This place gives her the creeps in a very intimate way. Even if it means they're all safe, thinking about Caleb sleeping in one of these things is utterly unnerving.]

You'd think they'd put us all together. Since we're from the same place.

[But Detective Nott is on the case. Normally, if she can't find someone, she'll just Message around randomly until she gets a hit, but since they can't respond if they receive it, that plan's out the window.

She picks a row that she thinks might have been the one that she came out of, but really it was all a blur at that point. But her thought is that since she was sleeping in the same tent as Caleb, she'd probably be near him.
]

Caleeeeb! Jeeeester! Kiri!!

[She calls out through the rows, thinking that if maybe she can wake up one of them that would kill two birds with one stone.]
flask: (pay my lip service)

[personal profile] flask 2018-07-16 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nott rolls her eyes right back. She hates how out of her element she is with this. She just wants to figure this out so she can do it herself in the future.]

Wait! It's not going to explode or something, is it? Are you sure it's not going to explode?

[Her fingers are right in it! She needs those!]
stuns: ( art by disasterscenario ) (018.)

[personal profile] stuns 2018-07-16 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
If it explodes you’re gonna have to worry about a lot more than just your fingers. Take them out, I know what I’m pulling.

[ he doesn’t really have it, per se, but he’s got fingers pinching a wire that he’s pretty sure is snaking up and into the door. maybe. how the fuck does nureyev do any of this? he’s just going off a hunch, but hey.

you live and die off your hunches... might as well right? in any case, juno pushes himself up against the pried up panel. he waits for her to let go so he can block it fully. a door exploding in his face probably doesn’t feel... too bad... ]
flask: (he waits in the wings)

[personal profile] flask 2018-07-16 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
THIS ISN'T REASSURING!!!

[Nott pulls her fingers out the instant he gives the okay and backs away from the door panel. Far, far away. She's literally pressing herself against some shelves full of cleaning products, half tangled in them.

She's seen explosions! Technically some of them weren't that harmful! But without knowing what to expect, she covers her eyes and whines.
]

Tell me when it's over. Or when we're dead!
stuns: ( art by disasterscenario ) (006.)

[personal profile] stuns 2018-07-16 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ juno has never been reassuring a day in his life. he can barely reassure himself, by it’s just a couple wires. if he can deal with miasma’s weird brain torture, he can take some singed fingers if that’s the case. he blocks the rest of the panel with the breadth of his shoulders and gives the wire pinched in his grip a tug.

there’s something that hums low inside of the door, a ratcheting clicking sound and a sharp snap and pop. it isn’t loud, but it startles juno enough that he lets out a yelp that breaks. he falls back as something leaks a little smoke from inside. ]


Boom. Hey - uh what’s your name - let’s try popping this sucker open.

sorry this is so late!!

[personal profile] krasnaya_vdova 2018-07-16 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
That's fine; the offer'll stand.

[And then at the question that he does ask, she quiets and considers. It takes her a moment to work out the answer.]

Sort of, I guess. There's a lot of weirdness that goes on, and they're not the most forthcoming- but I haven't seen anything that makes me think they're lying about the Storm. But when they send us back to the surface, I wouldn't assume we're getting all the pieces. They had some investment in this planet before the Storm, but I don't know the scope of that just yet.

[She sighs, shrugs her shoulders a little, and her voice softens, low words like it's hard to talk about.] Not everyone's memories are the same here. They say it's about- different universes, damage from the Storm.
gravemistake: (pic#12397938)

[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-16 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gabriel realizes that unless he wants to pick a physical fight, there isn't really anything he can do if Dylas wants to follow along. What he will do, however, is make it clear what will happen if he turns out to be a liability. He trudges off through the snow with a grumble, not stopping Dylas from following him but certainly not caring about his own pace.]

Move and stay close.

[He doesn't sound happy about this in the least.]

You fall behind, that's not my problem.
flask: (he sees what i see)

[personal profile] flask 2018-07-16 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[When the thing snaps suddenly and the guy yelps, Nott shrieks instantly in response. But... it doesn't seem like anything happened. Nott lets out the breath she was holding and unfolds herself from her hiding place within the shelves.

She shoots him an annoyed look at his "boom" comment and wanders back over to the door, now that it's apparently over. And smoking? Why is even checking for traps complicated here.
]

It's-- Nick.

[She's never given her real name to anyone, like hell she's starting now.

She reaches for the door and tries it again. She tugs a few times, then winds up for a good, solid pull... and it opens.

Revealing an empty bedroom.
]

...Well. That's... great. We're out of the closet.
larsenist: (pic#11631219)

[personal profile] larsenist 2018-07-17 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ 'Truthfully'. He has to wonder, though he knows part of it is true enough. Waking is never a straight-forward task, memories often slow to catch up, muddied or tangled. Or perhaps missing entirely, as his own was and still is. ]

It is.

[ A lot, he can agree on that. A new world, a new life, a new beginning. (Though his ties to his confidants is anything but, old bonds that anchor him to the shared and lost fragments of their past.) ]

...I've been awake for a while.

[ He shrugs lightly, not bothering to elaborate. (He's never been the chatty one, anyway.) ]
colorature: (34)

[personal profile] colorature 2018-07-17 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Her bandaged arms are crossed over her front as she stares at Saya, a pout fully formed on her lips. How was she supposed to make a promise like that if she knew she probably wouldn't be able to keep it? There's a disgruntled sound, a drawn out whine before she answers, much like a petulant child would.]

Fine, I promise.

[Don't blame her that her definition of necessary is different from yours though Saya.]
gravemistake: (pic#12397934)

[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-17 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[This is extremely embarrassing, almost to the point where Gabriel wants to extricate himself from this situation, and possibly the simulation entirely, especially because it seems like it's malfunctioning. The problem is that she sounds young, and for as hardened as he is, there's a part of him that knows he shouldn't abandon a kid civilian to this type of fate, even if it isn't real.]

I'm coming closer.

[That's a courtesy he doens't have to give, but he also doesn't want to startle her, especially if she can't see.]

Turn around.
larsenist: (pic#12353888)

[personal profile] larsenist 2018-07-17 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ No worries, it's a lot harder to convey emotions over text especially for someone who hardly emotes even while speaking. (sux to suck, Akira.) ]

Not sure what you mean.

[ asks her to explain herself 2 tags in a row gomen jeibo ]
morbide: ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ: Kozaki Yusuke, <user name="kymg" site="twitter.com"> (i'm not going to die so easily!)

[personal profile] morbide 2018-07-17 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Sure, that checks out with me. Depending on what sort of magic you're talking. But let's go with that.

[His curiosity sated, Henry no longer wiggles in anticipation to feel zombie skin for the millionth time or whatever. Instead, he tilts his head curiously.]

So, are you Caleb's apprentice in the magical arts? Are you learning to become a wicked spell-slinger, or did you learn for the heck of it?
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[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-17 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ ... ... ... ... ... So sometimes there's this Bad Feeling she definitely can't shake off and the best thing to do would be to ignore it but—

the next response takes a moment. then two. then three. Futaba's trying to figure out how to figure out what she needs to figure out without tipping Akira off. ]


you know, with the metaverse stuff

the last trip was wild!!!
personalwar: visor (pic#11621345)

[personal profile] personalwar 2018-07-17 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ What this is all about, huh? Neither of them are going to tell him why they've reacted this way, treating him like some kind of threat instead of an old friend. If they continue to be hostile, Gabriel might actually start to put things together, and so Jack crosses his arms and shifts his weight, his posture less guarded.

He willfully misinterprets Gabriel's words for now. ]


It's pretty much what you've already been told. Earth is gone. So are a lot of other planets, which you probably guessed based on the sheer number of people in stasis.

[ Jack decides to give Gabriel information with the intent of making him more forthcoming. This isn't anything that other people couldn't tell him, if he asked around. ]

Wilhelm and Oxton are both awake, like us. McCree and Dr. Ziegler were, but they went back into stasis close to a year ago.

[ With nothing said about Reaper's short stint, of course. ]
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lancings: all by <user name="lancings"> | please do not take (✪ 029。)

[personal profile] lancings 2018-07-17 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Oh- uhm... that's quite-

[ She's not sure what to say, though she's not unused to hearing that. In fact, it's usually the first thing out of the mouths of her admirers and rarely much else. Even so, it's never sat well with her to be complimented for something she had no control over. ]

-really unnecessary. You can call me Cordelia. It's nice to meet you.

[ She's just going to move a bit away to protect her breastplate and all that's beneath it, unable to quell her residual embarrassment. ]

Are you a local or a visitor... like most of us? I didn't want to assume incorrectly.

[ Everyone looks rather odd to her, so it's hard to place what the citizens of this land happen to look like. She hasn't seen many with odd ears and could have mistaken her for a Taguel from far away. ]
lancings: all by <user name="lancings"> | please do not take (。✪ 023)

[personal profile] lancings 2018-07-17 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
No apologies needed. I am simply relieved to see you and in one piece.

[ Though her eyes can't help wander over his form, doing a thorough assessment for any injuries or missing limbs. He doesn't appear any different than when she last saw him, but that's Frederick for you. Difficult to ruffle and always steadfast in the face of danger. Cordelia certainly envies that attribute at the moment as she's struggling to keep collected and keep her mind on task. ]

I tried to find out what information I could about this place. Is it true what they say... about our homeworlds being destroyed?

[ If anyone would have looked into the matter, it would have most certainly been him, and she values his opinion quite a lot. She wouldn't seek him out for counsel if she didn't, and she hopes there's enough trust between them for him to talk frankly about their current state. ]
lancings: all by <user name="lancings"> | please do not take (✪ 021。)

[personal profile] lancings 2018-07-17 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
That would work... if we had something to sell.

[ She didn't exactly come here with an arm load of supplies, weapons, or materials. As it is, she just has a few vulneraries, none of which would fetch that high of a coin at the moment. Not enough to wake their sleeping comrade. ]

I suppose we could sell our services? But that doesn't seem like something Chrom would adhere to. He always wanted the Shepherds to serve and protect the people of the land without any recompense.

[ And she'd sooner give her left arm up than go against his wishes, but she does have another plan- ]

Did you bring any coins with you? If not... we can simulate the sounds of a full coin purse and jiggle it by her casket to see if she stirs.

[ It's not the greatest of plans, but it's the only one she has at the moment. How else are they going to get their friend out of there? ]
larsenist: personal commission / dnt (pic#12040562)

[personal profile] larsenist 2018-07-17 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Something happen on the ship?

[ Shido's Palace is the last thing he remembers, and that in itself was a fluke memshare...

(...Don't tell him they died as mice... That's sad and also a sort of adorable way to go.) ]
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flask: (no matter if youre fast)

[personal profile] flask 2018-07-17 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[She folds her arms uncomfortably, glancing back at the sleeping Caleb.]

No... I'm not any kind of wizard like he is. He's just taught me a few things as we've traveled together. And I even taught him how to cast Message. But he's got the real magic, you know. The big stuff, Scorching Rays and things.

[And being able to disguise herself with magic can be essential for her. It can be the difference between being ignored or being attacked or arrested on sight.

Not that her disguise isn't perfect.
]