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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!

givingback: (8.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-06-30 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This could either go badly or...well. She doesn't know. She has no idea what to expect. ]

Claire and Jamie Fraser.
pullsheavendown: (※ damaged at best)

Do as you say not as you do

[personal profile] pullsheavendown 2018-06-30 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Roxas doesn't know what he expects to happen, but he's nearly as startled as Sora when his other half wakes up. Unconsciously, he mirrors him, falling back from a crouch to rest on his butt. The extra space behind him saves his head from a matching bump.]

I don't know!

[This is no way to figure it out. Roxas pushes himself up, meeting Sora exactly eye to eye, both sets wide.]

I thought I was dreaming, about the Storm, and then I woke up and...

[He shakes his head.]

I'm not supposed to be here. I thought maybe...if darkness swallowed everything, maybe it swallowed you, too.

[Leaving one Heartless and one Nobody. Again.]
krasnaya_vdova: (My Life in Red)

stasis

[personal profile] krasnaya_vdova 2018-06-30 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
It's-- fine. You're fine.

[She gestures with a hand and shakes her head a little. It always seems somehow incredibly sad once you actually talk about the weird thing that they all do here. Going and looking at the people they care about trapped in tubes, in that perfect icy stillness. Tony was awake, and now he's not, Sana was still quiet and safe, but in a way that always felt so very vulnerable.

She shakes her head a little sadly, her eyes lingering on Tony's tube for a moment before she looks over to Peter, her lips thinning a little.]
They're not going anywhere. I just like to make sure once in a while.

[Probably not the most graceful thing she could have said, but here they are.]

Did you just wake up? I don't think I've seen you around before.

[And Ava was good with faces. She feels like she should probably offer him her name or ask for his or something, but there's always something strange about meeting people here. It was so large and it was both so empty and so filled with people and there was so much energy, but nothing changed, not really. And this wasn't even all of them, not all the people the Natha had saved. It was hard to wrap your head around, sometimes.]
Edited 2018-06-30 20:21 (UTC)
claudel: (Default)

[personal profile] claudel 2018-06-30 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The response is delayed. He would know, wouldn't he, if Jamie and Claire had a daughter? But this is a strange place and Claire had gone away. So he supposes ... ]

Then I know them very well! They are like parents to me, and you are lucky to call them that. And now you know that they are both here. C'est bon!
expiable: (005.)

[personal profile] expiable 2018-06-30 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Times are a-changin.

[ She lowered her weapon, after all.

And the world ended. ]


Find what you're looking for yet?

[ Referring to his profile wants and a certain Mr. Rogers. ]
givingback: (18.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-06-30 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
I've never known Jamie. But I guess here, I won't have any excuse not to.

[ It makes her nervous, for some reason, to meet Jamie. ]

My mother told me about you. About how you carried paperwork all the way back to Lallybroch before the battle at Culloden.
bangleofjustice: (left behind as always)

[personal profile] bangleofjustice 2018-06-30 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Ten... months?! I must have missed out on a lot then, huh-

Did you say undead dragon?

[First, dragons are real, and now they can be zombies too?? Maybe he can convince those moon people to let him sleep again. This is too weird.]

Wait, you said "we"? Who else is here, Mr. Edgeworth?
ukase: (Stop diggin' fellas)

Problems

[personal profile] ukase 2018-06-30 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[This was not entirely how he imagined stepping out of cryo again, but really, who didn't love a good maze with random items, strange slime-like creatures and faces of old. It was all part of a good murder mystery novel honestly; he just wished he wasn't exactly part of the guess-who stage of it.

Rumlow flicked slime from the sleeve of his arm and sighed as he made his way over passed one of the many lounge couches, spotting a familiar red-head. He had managed to find a steel pipe along the way, but otherwise, he hadn't bothered to pick anything else up. The pipe was covered in slime-ooze.

He plunked himself down and laid his arms across the back of the couch, keeping the table that her heels were resting on between them. He had scarring around his eyes, but not the complete melted candle appearance to the left side of his face.]


I'd rather eat one than become one at your hands. You must be a noob around these parts, Romanoff.
decathlons: was so questionable (☢ the editing on this scene)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ of course she has a strong handshake. she's peggy carter, and he just shook hands with her. in a way, it's weird when she says she's the only one from the past (their past, his past)? and in a way, it's hard not to think that of course it'd be someone as awesome as her, if it were only one person.

(but still weird. huh.)

he's tempted to ask if cap is also around -- mainly because of the shield -- when she beats him to another question, one he mulls over. ]


I know you co-found SHIELD, [ he volunteers, shrugging. ] And, um, that you were a codebreaker and stuff during World War II. And that you knew Captain America, obviously, and were like -- wait, am I spoiling you about your future? Is that going to break time or something?
decathlons: (☢ just sayin')

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's?? a classic?? just like all those really old movies he loves, okay ]

Um yes
Obvs
But yk now I'm wondering who you are to talk
I'm not seeing any meme-fu over here
expiable: (055.)

[personal profile] expiable 2018-06-30 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the news, huh. nat doesn't think the average iron man fanboy would laugh at that quip, but then she can't imagine why this kid would know tony well enough to be familiar with his (gently amusing) shortcomings.

he's nervy, but that might be her fault. she can't put it down to the question yet. ]


Right. [ sure, jan. ] You keep up with the latest broadcasts?

[ the ones that tell the story of black widow, captain america, falcon, scarlet witch, and vision on the lam. they're on orders to be captured and extradited to the united states (or maybe a neutral zone where the united nations to try them). she's fuzzy on the details. ]
expiable: (010.)

[personal profile] expiable 2018-06-30 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
My condolences.

[ men, amiright? ]

You think there's fine print on this rescue deal?

[ or another story entirely. ]
fabrications: (Default)

Goro Akechi | Persona 5

[personal profile] fabrications 2018-06-30 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
( a - dragon watching )
[ So you got shot and your world got devoured, but you also got a second chance you really didn't expect and definitely didn't deserve. Now what?

Go exploring, of course, and discover that just because you feel impossibly okay now doesn't mean you're immune to other unpleasant sensations.

Akechi finds himself drawn to the monitor displaying the frozen Ysverai, fascinated despite all of the unusual things he's encountered up until now. This is definitely something new and unique, after all. So he doesn't leave as soon as he feels a 'bug' crawling on him, instead absently brushing it away as he keeps his gaze fixed on the display. But then there are more insects, which demands looking down, which leads to Akechi giving a started jerk when he realizes there's nothing actually there. He ends up rapidly backing away from the monitor, brushing his arm off with alarmed urgency.

It takes a few moments, but the sensation does fade after his focus on the monitor is broken. One it's gone he takes a moment to peer down at his hands, then finally glances at someone else who happens to be standing nearby.
]

Is that... normal?

[ Or is he losing it over here? ]

( b - droning on and on )
[ Akechi may not exactly be familiar with this technology, but he is a teenager from modern times. He knows just enough about video games to fit in and seem perfectly normal and charming get used to the controls with a bit of trial and error. Before long he's scooping up bits of debris and navigating back to the garbage heap... not exactly swiftly, but carefully enough to avoid any buildings or frozen civilians.

He is curious about those hoops, however, and on his latest return trip he pauses to toss a bit of debris through one and... gets a point? There's a pause before Akechi huffs out a wry laugh.
]

I can't say this seems entirely appropriate...

[ He deson't seem to be speaking to anyone in particular, but that just means he's open to anyone responding, right? ]

( c - dragon quest in space )
[ When Akechi had wandered into the laboratory he'd been perfectly happy to poke around on account of being incredibly nosy. Then one of the slimes, colored a cheery pink color, breathes an actual laser at him and Akechi decides that it's probably time to be done with the lab. Fortunately, the door unlocks right away and lets him beat a hasty escape.

Unfortunately, gravity switches off right as he darts past the door's threshold and Akechi's momentum sends him drifting lazily towards the ceiling before he has a chance to turn and lock the door. This is... potentially problematic. He did see someone out of the corner of his eye as he darted past, however, and he twists around to call over his shoulder:
]

Sorry, but--could you get the door?

[ He'd do it himself, but... you know, he's floating away. ]

( d - wildcard )
[ Write your own starter! Alternatively, PM me or PP [plurk.com profile] begleiter for a custom starter! ]
99luftballons: (004)

3 - omage, love me jay

[personal profile] 99luftballons 2018-06-30 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
hello
decathlons: (☢ ambles away)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Um. Yeah.

[ not that he needs to because, of course, he was there. in berlin, anyway. he's fuzzier on what happened after he left the airport (and, ahem, did some unauthorized spider-manning and saved the chancellor on accident) and especially on whatever went down in siberia. still, though, he definitely knows what she's alluding to. ]

For the record, though, I still think you're awesome.
earthy: ([ ! dismay ])

the abyss looms

[personal profile] earthy 2018-06-30 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mercifully for 'Ven', Terra's hands fly up promptly at the yell. He takes a startled step backward and stares down at his friend, absolutely bewildered by the response.]

Ven...? What's wrong?

[Something's obviously wrong here. Is Ven... angry with him? For not letting him tag along, way back in Radiant Garden? For not being there for him during the fight with Xehanort and Vanitas? For... not visiting his pod a lot lately?

Terra's eyes drift to Ven's shoulder, to where his hand rested a moment ago. A leather coat. His heart sinks in his chest as he finally really sees and recognizes it. The coat... The same kind the Nobodies wear, the same kind Riku wears.

Terra shakes his head and takes another step back.]


Why are you wearing that coat?
cuchullaim: (in the nick of time)

[personal profile] cuchullaim 2018-06-30 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure, I'll join you. It sounds like it'll be fun, whatever the computer decides.

[Making it out as if he's going to win, anyway. Rohan isn't the only little snot.]
thetaintedsorrow: (: /)

[personal profile] thetaintedsorrow 2018-06-30 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
No, I don’t.

Though I guess you’d be useful to someone else.
alibabas: (Default)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-06-30 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
You slighted me first, aren't you supposed to make up for it before you ask me for creds
decathlons: (☢ hand gestures: the saga)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Dude
You texted me first
cuchullaim: (Don't like your tilted stage)

[personal profile] cuchullaim 2018-06-30 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[First glance about, it looks normal and then...ah.

Bones? And other bits...but the bottle makes him leery. That could be anything, and he has no idea what it could be.]


I was looking for the kitchen.

[He starts off, then realize who he's talking to. He's...is he talking to a puppy? He's talking to an actual puppy. With a dusty tail.]

Not that I was hungry but, I wanted to familiarize myself with the place.
euronvision: (crazy but that's how it goes)

Euron Greyjoy | Game of Thrones/ASoIaF

[personal profile] euronvision 2018-06-30 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I. Sweet Dreams

[ He dreamt of a Storm. Not the sort of storm with which he is familiar - no lightning or thunder, no wind or rain, only darkness and destruction. He saw it lay waste to everything he ever knew. And he smiled.

If only he could harness that power...

The point of the message is lost on him entirely. He pays it no mind at all. Except for the part about the dragon. As soon as he hears that, he's on his feet and off to find someone who can tell him more.

So if you happen to be in the vicinity, there's a good chance you'll be bowled over by a dragon-hunting madman 8D ]


II. Keep Looking
[ He almost rushes right past the screen before he realizes the image it bears is precisely what he's looking for. His dragon. Frozen there, in all it's glory. And oh, it is glorious. Just look at it. What a magnificent beast...

He smiles as he stands there staring, transfixed. If he looks hard enough, if he memorizes that landscape, perhaps he can find it. Perhaps it's still there.

His smiles fades a bit as his skin begins to crawl, but he doesn't take his eyes off the image. Instead he tries to brush away the offending thing, but it doesn't work. There's nothing there, but the feeling grows worse with each passing moment.

And then he can hear it. A distant cry, faint but growing ever louder. Pain. Suffering. Agony. A sound he knows well - in human form, at least. But this is different. Worse. It's the dragon. And the louder it wails, the more it hurts. Until, at last, he shuts his eyes, and then... slowly, the sound fades and with it the pain, and he's left breathless.

And curious.

Obviously, something doesn't want him looking at the dragon. So as soon as he's recovered, he turns and looks again. ]


III. Anti-Social Media

●●●●○ THESA
Euron
@crowseye (?), Westeros

I WAS A: ruthless pirate and wannabe wizard

I'M SKILLED IN: murder, manipulation, color coordination

I'M LOOKING FOR: power

ALSO, I'M: insane


IV. Family Reunion

[ When he first finds the stasis units, he's amused. All of these people, sleeping in their little capsules, lined up in neat little rows, like some little girls collection of dolls. And what an impressive collection. It seems utterly endless.

Amazing.

He wanders among them for some time, peering in the little windows at their faces, trying to see if their naked, wondering what would happen if he pushed some of those buttons. Could he wake them up?

That question is still hanging, unanswered, in his thoughts when he suddenly comes upon a face he knows. He takes half a step back and rubs his uncovered eye, as if he might be seeing things. But no, it's no trick of the light or the mind. That is Balons dour face.

He wrinkles his nose and looks to the next unit... and the next... They're all here. All three of the brothers he murdered.

He stands there staring at them, nose slightly wrinkled. Vexed. ]


I thought I got rid of you.

V. Wildcard

[ Go on. Get wild. ]
alibabas: (pic#11453387)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-06-30 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Because you put out old memes out in public

Some people here don't even know what a meme is, I can't have them get the wrong impression
[ This is definitely for the good of the public, yes. ]
decathlons: (☢ JUMPS ONTO THE BED)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
What
Who DOESN'T know what a meme is???
alibabas: weeeeeh (pic#11453378)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-06-30 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
There's people who haven't heard of the internet before

Think about what you've done