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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!

lednikovyy: CW (And never again and never again)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-06-30 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Well now he's really glad he's not Jefferson because Jefferson sounds like an ass.

"You make a habit of picking locks?" She's got his attention now. There's a little smile on his face that feels unfamiliar these days. He hasn't been smiling much, hasn't had much cause for it, but then again it's only been recently that he's starting to feel like a person again. The mild flirting feels almost like slipping into a suit he hasn't worn in years, not sure if it will fit anymore or if it will be awkward and not too worried about it either way. If he's awkward, then he's awkward. It's the least of his worries.

"Because I've been known to pick a lock on occasion, myself." Not that he has tools on him or any idea how these doors function, but breaking into places is sometimes necessary when you're living off the grid. He has the skills from before--from HYDRA--but he tries not to think about that now.
monya: (byob-a-25)

[personal profile] monya 2018-06-30 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh. oh wow. she looks incredibly familiar--- actually, there's no mistaking who she is. even he, the one that lives mostly in a black bag carried around by a frizzy-haired boy, knows who Hifumi is. thankfully with his ability to be a cat, the most innocent and lovable of animals, he can slip into the room and not be immediately recognized as a threat (unlike those slimes whose smiles really bother him for some reason).

carefully, he bumps his forehead into her side, peering up with a faux-feline curiosity.

no way he's going to out himself so quickly. besides, Mona's not even sure if she'd recognize him as 'belonging' to Akira in the first place. ]
lednikovyy: CW (Well I tried)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-06-30 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Bucky raises an eyebrow. If those words came from a woman, he'd think it was flirting. Actually, he's still not entirely sure that it isn't, but the body language doesn't back it up.

Had that been overly friendly? It's how the old Bucky Barnes would have behaved. Before.

Some days he feels like he's wearing Bucky Barnes like a suit. He doesn't know if he's really the guy anymore, but he knows the guy well enough to pull off a reasonable impression, even with all the holes in his memory.

It slows him down just a little, though, having to ask himself what Bucky Barnes would do instead of just doing it.

The smirk comes slowly.
]

If friendly makes you uncomfortable, I can be an asshole. Says more about you than me, though.
lednikovyy: CW (One more night)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-06-30 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
too busy trying to shoot each other, I think.

[ Which he really hopes won't be the case here. His last memory of her is her letting him and Steve get away so they can go to Siberia. He hopes that decision sticks, because there's only so much more fighting he can take. ]
beknight: ([ bvs ] 87.)

[personal profile] beknight 2018-06-30 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's a joke that's only funny to Bruce — he's the friendly one, Barnes is the funny one. Old roles, parts of a set, that no one has to think about. (He's reeling from the hole in his chest that's Diana, gone, asleep) and this comes back like a crippling blow. But he breathes — body never betraying the wounds. ]

Maybe I speak fluent asshole.

[ The rest, he's not contesting — it's the truth. He preferred seeing the edges, he knew it was preferred about him in return. ]

Want to take a chance on me?
hellzone: (SAD ♪ things suck even more)

problems!

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-06-30 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's not the only one here. On the other side of the room stands Yoshiko—or, leans might be an accurate word. Her arm is pretty solidly stuck to the table thanks to one of those slimes, which is happily trying to encase her entire arm. Occasionally it blows bubbles in her face.

She's not doing so hot either.
]

Whatever it is, it's awful! This thing won't leave me alone!

[ With her not stuck hand, she waves Bree over so the other girl can try and get a better look. ]
hellzone: (GRIN ♪ i love this already)

social

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-06-30 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Music!!!

What kind of music do you sing?


[ this is something she knows, this is a familiar topic, Yoshiko is gonna latch right onto this. ]
expiable: (028.)

i have to do thermostat leave me alone

[personal profile] expiable 2018-06-30 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ when the temperature drops, they're trapped in one of the lounges, door locked and impervious to picking or god-kicking. it hadn't been apparent at first, but the thermostat on the wall confirms her theory. cold and getting colder. now, nat perches in the corner of the sofa, hands folded in her lap after having just zipped up her leather jacket. plenty of people have called her cold-blooded, but that doesn't make it true. she feels the chill like anyone else.

it just doesn't show.

she hasn't asked about the eye (yet), but she mentioned the new 'do offhandedly: nice hair. ]


The perks of being a god include internal heating?

[ it's not a no. ]
decathlons: (☢ TOTALLY CHILL)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's a real relief to see natasha honestly, as much as a part of him would way rather see his aunt or a friend up and about; natasha's an avenger, she's the black widow, she's got to have this, in some way, covered.

(he remembers, belatedly: you're an avenger now. it's not that he forgot, exactly, but there's just been -- a lot's happened.)

he opens his mouth and closes it when she says she could use the company -- she doesn't know him, he remembers as he does with pretty much everyone from his world around here -- and then nods, his open awe tamped down by their surroundings.

at her question, though, he can't help a laugh -- a little bit of a nervous one, but also familiar. he knows what she's talking about, who they're talking about, is familiar enough to get the joke. ]


I mean, I wouldn't say -- [ wait, oops. he's just an ex-intern of stark industries, as far as anyone's concerned. CLEARS HIS THROAT. ] That! That I know. I haven't met him before. I've just seen -- you know, the news and stuff.
expiable: (062.)

[personal profile] expiable 2018-06-30 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Let me guess. Male boss?

[ sorry tony... ]

The brochure seems light on diplomacy.

[ High on magic and fighting, though. Thor's kind of thing. ]
givingback: (27.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-06-30 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Hang on a second.

[ She wants to try and help, so she grabs whatever science tool that's goo-free and makes her way over. ]

Maybe I can make it stick to this instead and you can get your arm free.

[ Bree starts trying to pry underneath the slime, making a disgusted face mostly because it's an unknown snotty substance that's somehow strong. ]

It's like it's...I know this is going to sound crazy, but. It's like it's alive.
nineteenfortyfive: (AUCTION)

WHEEZES

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[If the ship happens to take Bree to the infirmary, a place Claire frequents, surely it's just a coincidence. Claire's decided to stay put with all the confusion, though she's been itching to wander around and see who might be awake. It's a habit. She always checks. But Claire assumes the flood of the newly-awake will end as it always does--with her checking stasis, ultimately, and finding the same faces still beneath the glass.

It breaks her heart and brings her peace at the same time. She wants her family, desperately, but she'd never want them to suffer the uncertainty and chaos of El Nysa. If it's not politics, it's rotting dragons.

It's probably why she nearly jumps out of her skin when she hears the voice of her daughter. It's the last thing she expects.

Claire stares, a tube of some sort of ointment in her hands that's meant to be packed away.]


Bree?

[It's been so long that she doesn't entirely believe this to be real.]
givingback: (1.)

hi you!

[personal profile] givingback 2018-06-30 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Bree spins around so hard that she almost whirls right to the ground, her eyes wide. She went back, didn't she? Back to Jamie through the stones, but here she is in front of her, and Bree was so disoriented even after the explanation by whatever brought her here, that she launches herself at Claire, wrapping her arms around her tightly. ]

Mama.

[ Thinking she'd never see her again once she left in that taxi - and yet holding onto her now - is insane, incredible, and the biggest relief she's ever felt. Her mother isn't in stasis, she's right here. ]
nineteenfortyfive: (DAUGHTER)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[She did find Jamie and a whole slew of others upon her return through the stones, as well as an adventure that took her right back to America. Home, some little voice inside of her dared to say, but it wasn't. Home was with her daughter.

Letting the tube in her hand clatter to the floor, Claire catches Bree in her arms and squeezes her so tightly her own bones ache.]


Oh, Bree! My God, it's really you--

[Not even in her dreams did she imagine that today she'd have her girl back.]
nineteenfortyfive: (COSTUME)

ii a

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[After being awake for a year and having some familiarity with the place (when the doors aren't rebelling), Claire does feel some responsibility for the newcomers. She's always been drawn to those that look more out of place, timeline wise--swords, "medieval" clothing, they're all things she's familiar with in addition to some of the more modern ways of life here. If anyone knows how it feels to be out of place and a woman out of time, even before the Storm, it's Claire Fraser.

This man looks like he might need some... help? Claire looks at the bowl and then to him.]


I was going to ask you that.
givingback: (26.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-06-30 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There are so many questions to ask, but for now - for right now - Brianna needs this after months of not seeing or hearing her mother. It was so much harder than she ever thought it would be, to know her mom was alive but in a completely different time. Coming to terms with it hadn't been easy, living with the fact that it was Bree's own words that pushed her there was harder. ]

It didn't sink in until you were really gone that I couldn't...

[ She trails off, closing her eyes tightly. That she couldn't pick up the phone or simply hop on a plane, simple as that. But finally, she does pull back just to look at her, maybe very quickly wiping away a tear. ]

I never thought I'd see you here. But then I didn't see you in stasis.

[ So, the next logical conclusion had been twofold: either she'd bent time to the point she couldn't be brought here or she was already awake. ]
soulmakingsound: ([upset] Bullet in the brainpan. Squish.)

[personal profile] soulmakingsound 2018-06-30 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't notice his arrival. What she does notice is the calm he exudes. She reaches for it, resting her palms against the sides of his face like she might be able to absorb some of it that way.

Be a stone in the river. It makes her laugh a little, the unintentional joke, and she takes a deep breath.]


Follow your breathing.
Edited 2018-06-30 17:49 (UTC)
thunderblight: (☀ 13)

Link pls

[personal profile] thunderblight 2018-06-30 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Bombs don't light and detonate themselves, from my experience.
nineteenfortyfive: (CRADLE)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I know. I know, Bree.

[It was so much harder than she imagined. Leaving was only possible because Brianna gave her blessing, but the heartache never ceased. She could put it on the backburner, at times, but her heart was always longing for her daughter even if she said she didn't need her anymore. Months at sea searching for Ian and then a year here. She'd never been apart from her so long.

When she pulls back, Claire cups her face, thumbs moving to smudge away any tears that might have escaped, her own eyes wet. But she's smiling.]


I visited you all the time.

[Knowing Bree couldn't hear her or possibly know she was there. But just seeing her helped.]

I missed you so much, Brianna.
givingback: (12.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-06-30 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I've missed you, too.

[ Her voice breaks and she blinks quickly, but then lets out a breath. ]

How long have you been awake? It's been months since I've seen you, not quite a year. Did you ever go through the stones? Did you find my father?
ukase: (Aim)

Social: un: spanglethesestars

[personal profile] ukase 2018-06-30 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Swing dancing? Wonders never cease.

You sound like a Canadian starting your conversations with an apology.
inaurare: (Yet also pouty and blushy.) (Unsure)

B~!

[personal profile] inaurare 2018-06-30 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[He does hesitate at the purple gentleman, uncertain]

Oh—! No rush...

[no rush exactly, but Linneus is struggling with maneuvering in the anti-gravity. He’s graceful enough, but moving is hard, pulling himself along the walls.]

But it’s floating that’s new.
reek: (pic#11611948)

ii a

[personal profile] reek 2018-06-30 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Kingslayer.

[ For the first time in a very long time, Theon Greyjoy smiles what might be his old arrogant smile, if his teeth weren’t still shards and splinters. He’s a pale ghost, white haired and dressed in clothes too fine for his skeletal frame, but he remembers a time when he stood beside Robb Stark in the Whispering Wood and nearly came face to face with Jaime Lannister.

He had almost forgotten. In a sea of pain and guilt, the Kingslayer’s face completely slipped from his mind. Now, his humiliation only entertains him and momentarily distracts him from the ongoing troubles in his own head.
]

I haven’t lost anything.

[ Save for a few fingers, some scraps of skin and his name, but that’s hardly worth mentioning. The former is fairly obvious anyway, given the awkward way his gloves fit. ]

But you will, if you move your hand.

[ He gestures to the slime trapped beneath its bowl prison. Yeah, he’s not helping. He’s just here to troll. ]
alibabas: let's them all sit here, hipster af (pic#11453377)

futaba sakura | persona 5

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-06-30 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
ONE → CLEAN UP CREW

[ It doesn't take Futaba long before she makes herself perfectly at home.

— Well, that's not entirely true. It'll take some time before she gets comfortable anywhere, but it doesn't take her long before she's distracted by some cool gadget or another. Which El Nysa has no shortage of; in this case, her attention is focused on the drone a few feet away from her, both hands on the remote control. ]


I can't believe they inverted the controls... [ Who's she talking to, who knows. It takes her a few seconds before her drone is flying straight, at least, and then a few more seconds before it speeds up, then —

A few more seconds before it crashes into another drone. ]
Hey! What the hell are you— Oh. [ She locks eyes with who seems to be the driver of the other drone, and all the fight leaves her body immediately. ] Um.

[ And so does her ability to speak, it seems. ]

TWO → PROBLEMS WITH THE SHIP

[ Anyone who has the misfortune of having their door lead them to a very narrow hallway will find that said hallway is currently occupied.

Right in front of them is the back of a small, orange haired girl her arms crossed on her chest. For anyone taller than her ( which happens to be the majority of people ), it's not hard to see that she seems to be in some stand-off with a bright blue slime. She doesn't seem to notice that there's an audience now, though, no pause in her words— ]


— believe you're real, but you're definitely not friendly. You better be ready to go down!

[ Stop her before she decides to summon a giant UFO in this hallway. Or not. For the record, the giant UFO does not have any attacks. ]

THREE → WILDCARD

( no social-linked profile, but omage is still fair game! otherwise if none of these suit your fancy, shoot me a prompt and i'll write us a starter ( oooor write me a starter, i'm not picky ). )
triplerose: (Default)

i - stasis

[personal profile] triplerose 2018-06-30 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Loras returns to Stasis as often as he can. He feels the absence of his family terribly, and while he's doing fine without them, there are still times when he wishes for the council of his sister.

Today, an unexpected face stops him on his way.

Loras feels the frown come to his face of its own accord. Lannisters. Though his quarrel is not so much with Jaime.
]

Ser Jaime, what an unexpected surprise.