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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!

acuerdo: (107)

[personal profile] acuerdo 2018-07-01 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's just like her to demand things isn't it? to know why he's killing people, to drive his car, and now for the use of his jacket. He shrugs out of her grasp fairly easily, though that might be at least in part aided by the fact that she's having to hold her now beer drenched towel closed with one hand. Robbie's not too keen on the idea of parting with the worn leather though. Who knows where it, and Daisy, might run off to if he hands it over.]

Uh uh. First thing's first. You owe me a beer. And second, I don't think it'll do much for you.

[Give him a good reason to be giving up the goods, Ms Johnson and maybe he'll do it. But from where he's standing she's got an uphill battle to prove she deserves it.]
evite: (am i free or am i tied up)

this is The Worst and i hate you

[personal profile] evite 2018-07-01 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
You're such an asshole.

( you know what? fine. she'll just deal with this the old-fashioned way. that'll show him. with her mouth set in a straight line of determination, daisy uses her remaining free hand to reach over him, grabbing a half-full pint glass of beer from his now-intrigued neighbor and shoving it firmly into robbie's chest. as for her other hand? well, it was holding said towel closed around her chest, preventing any sort of aggressive nudity from public view.

but now? well, after a beat, it's just held tight against her towel-wrapped hips, as if to say "what now, punk". as in, that's actually the question, because daisy's just going to stand there, naked from the waist up, glaring daggers at the idiot man who won't give up his jacket. )


There's your beer. Happy now?
soulmakingsound: ([Simon] My beautiful sister.)

come to my bosom

[personal profile] soulmakingsound 2018-07-01 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
The answer is very much no, given the way she hurtles herself towards Inara, wrapping her arms tight around her, face pressed against her neck. She'd thought she'd been alone, and that was -- words cannot describe the panic in River's already overwrought mind.

"They won't wake up."
givingback: (29.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-07-01 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Dragon business. This is all so insane, mom. It's beyond. There was really a dragon? I told myself I'd never doubt anything you ever told me again after everything with Jamie and time travel.

[ But this is all so surreal. ]

I believe you, it's just a lot. In one day.
Edited 2018-07-01 20:39 (UTC)
soulmakingsound: (Default)

[personal profile] soulmakingsound 2018-07-01 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Your turn. [She's given her name, where she's from. Relevant information for an introduction. But she doesn't know anything about the man next to her, and doesn't want to try to reach out, reach in to find out. Too many other people in the way.]
sheriffing: (🌟 036)

ii.b.

[personal profile] sheriffing 2018-07-01 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Emma's just here for a snack, she didn't realize there would be a show, too.

Jaime's kind of hard to miss, in clothing similar to what someone might wear in the Enchanted Forest, with a hand that Killian's either going to be envious of or laugh at (she's not sure which). either way, the guy doesn't seem to manage it well, and the annoying blob of a creature seems to slip away from him a little too easily.

she should get back to her cocoa, because this is probably going to be a headache if she gets dragged into it. still, she almost wonders how far he'll go. it's a little like watching the kitchen scene in The Little Mermaid come to life. ]


I'd let it go. He's going to win. [ after all, Sebastian did.]
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acuerdo: (127)

[personal profile] acuerdo 2018-07-01 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I am not a —

[The rest of the words die on his lips though, because like the now-intrigued neighbor, he's getting a very public show. One that makes his ears burn. She's standing there with laser eyed focus, and much to the disappointment of the rest of the bar, Robbie has to concede this game of chicken.

He huffs, setting the beer down long enough to pull his arms through the jacket sleeves and foist it in her general direction. Mouth a thin line, he basically hisses at her.]


Jesus. Put some clothes on.
nineteenfortyfive: (SINCERE)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-01 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I know, darling. It is a lot. But as long as we're together, we'll be all right.

[Probably. The dragon was unlike anything she'd ever seen, and the damage done to the city and to people was terrifying.]

I had a hard time wrapping my mind around it when I first arrived, too.
evite: (Default)

[personal profile] evite 2018-07-01 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I tried to, but somebody didn't want to hand over their precious pleather zip-up.

( is she smug and self-satisfied? absofrickinlutely. she's also not immune to the gaggle of curious onlookers currently trying to both crane their necks for a better view of the show and pretend like they weren't just totally staring in the process. fortunately for her, though, she's learned the melinda may method acting approach of just Acting Like You Don't Give A Shit.

hence her decision to hop up onto the bartop, legs dangling to the side of him as she zips up said jacket. it's a fair bit big on her, but it'll do for now. )


Now, I think you owe me a drink. And your neighbor, actually, since he was so nice about loaning me yours.
decathlons: apparently so easy a high school sophomore can do it??? (☢ hacking tony stark's tech)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-01 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Uhhh
Not really
I guess I mostly just hang out


[ /rimshot ]
decathlons: he says, jumping on the bed (☢ treated like a kid)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-01 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the little slime in peter's hoodie placidly floats free, rolling through the air both silently and slowly. it doesn't seem too alarmed by the situation, which is more than peter can really say. to be fair, zero-g would seem way more awesome if it weren't suddenly sprung on peter. he's definitely always wanted the experience, just...you know.

he looks over when he hears a girl's voice, alarmed at just giving himself away like that, but she's....definitely doing something too?? at least, she's not just floating around like the where-did-that-slime-come-from. ]


How am I doing this? How are you doing that?
votum: (084)

[personal profile] votum 2018-07-01 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ before he can puzzle out what the meaning of her simple dismissal of Sandor, her next words distract him. does she mean to threaten me? this is not the Sansa Stark who cowed to his sister in King's Landing. at first, Jaime thinks she means Stannis, with his red god and fleshfires, but her — the Targaryen girl across the sea? what Lannister might serve her? even Jaime can solve the mystery as quickly as it occurs to him, blood boiling. why, the one that killed his father.

memories of roasting flesh return to him unbidden, men cooking in their armour, screams echoing the halls of the Red Keep by day and the king's bedchambers by night. what a horror it would be to burn. Jaime laughs, a hollow sound brought on partly by disbelief that the little girl has become a trout, more like her mother and uncle than her father.

Ned Stark's words were never so haunting. ]


Another Targaryen once kept a Lannister at his side, night and day. [ everyone knows how that ended, though the details leave something to be desired. a slit throat, not a stab in the back; the golden armour, not the white. ]

[ with a casual air. ] Unfortunately, I can't fight your brother. [ a heartbeat. ] I swore an oath to Lady Catelyn, never again to take up arms against the Starks or Tullys.

[ gods, the only good that oath has done is keep him out of single combat. ]
Edited (words words words) 2018-07-01 21:05 (UTC)
morbide: ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ: pixiv member id=61606 (さっきのカラスたちが教えてくれたんだ~!)

[personal profile] morbide 2018-07-01 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[For the moment, Henry saves his breath and lets her do as she will. Her intent is clear to him, and in order to help her achieve her goals in changing his fate for the better, he allows it. Once she climbs onto his lap, the sorcerer leans forward to bury his face into her fur with enthusiasm, weakened though he may be. It's hard to let his freezing state get him down when the promise of warmth lays over him, after all.

Though his face is buried, it doesn't keep him from muttering muffled words into her coat:]
You're reeeeeally warm... It's nice. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't come to my rescue. Wait until the blood in veins froze up, probably. But it's okay, since you showed up...!

[It occurs to him that he's in a "simulation", after all. Though he has only a limited understanding of what that truly entails, coming from a technology-deprived setting, he understands well enough that the reality he's in is separate from the one he woke up to at Thesa Station. He hums.]

I wonder, are you just part of this training thing? That would be too bad, but it would make doing this completely worth it, to me.
decathlons: he is not cool (☢ trying to be cool™)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-01 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he looks up when river pulls -- something off of him, revealed to be yet another slime. he doesn't recognize her, of course, but she's clearly giving him a hand, means no harm -- nothing to set off his spider senses -- so he smiles at her easily. ]

These guys are super friendly. I've never seen anything like them before.
bangleofjustice: (left behind as always)

[personal profile] bangleofjustice 2018-07-01 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[If he opened a wound, he really didn't mean to. Poor Miss Cykes. Hopefully she's been cured and resting so she can wake up soon.]

They will someday! We just have to keep going for them! And for whoever else is out there!

[Of course he didn't see who else was sleeping in the pods so he doesn't know the full scope. Yet.]
acuerdo: (337)

[personal profile] acuerdo 2018-07-01 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's not expecting company, but he really shouldn't be surprised. He'd seen a few people milling about, no doubt coming to check in on their loved ones too. Is it a little odd and perhaps a little rude? Maybe, but there's nothing about the stranger that causes alarm bells to go ringing off in his head.]

You're probably right about it being safer, but honestly? I'm a little overwhelmed and a familiar face might make it a little less... freaky.

How're you holding up?
almaredemptoris: (Default)

[personal profile] almaredemptoris 2018-07-01 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Realization lightly touches his expression.]

Ah, you misunderstand me, mademoiselle. I awakened on this station some time ago. It is this...laboratory to which I do not know how I came. I was on my way to the dining hall, but the doorway led me here instead and then refused to open again.

[He pauses, as he sidesteps to avoid one of the peculiar water-gushing little beasts. The girl recollects a dim memory, but he cannot place it, nor can he pin why she seems familiar.]

You have just awakened, then? It is overwhelming, frightening to hear of what has happened, but there are good people here willing to help however they can.
sheriffing: (🌟 283)

problems

[personal profile] sheriffing 2018-07-01 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ as far as Emma's concerned, the doors malfunctioning is kind of a hard sell. they've taken her so many places that she's started to think someone is sitting at a control panel somewhere and doing this on purpose, laughing at her when she responds with annoyance every time they take her somewhere new.

she wasn't trying for the lab, either. when she gets there, the guy talking to the slime catches her attention. it's tough to say what's funnier, him chatting with it, or how carefully that thing is listening to him.]
You know those things are all kinds of trouble, right?
acuerdo: (143)

[personal profile] acuerdo 2018-07-01 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey. Check your facts, chica. That's genuine.

[Is he really arguing about the fact that the jacket's 100% leather? Yes, but that's wounded pride for you. Robbie hasn't mastered the art of not giving a shit, and has always disliked being a part of the spotlight, so he's very acutely aware of the audience that they've attracted as the previously loud crowd has become surprisingly quiet as Daisy hops up on the counter and demands repayment when she's the one who's inconvenienced him.

Does he owe the innocent bystander a drink? Most definitely. Does he owe Daisy one too? Not really, but will he get her one? If it means that people stop staring at him, he might.]


I'll give him a drink, because it's not my fault you showed up without clothes or cash, but give me one good reason why you think you deserve one? Hmm?
livingimpaired: (Default)

[personal profile] livingimpaired 2018-07-01 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I believe you are going to find that difficult this time around. Not all these people are soldiers, but those forcibly enlisted. After all, I am a priest. A fake priest, but still a priest.

All the same, average people need to know who they are fighting with, or else they cannot guard their back.
nineteenfortyfive: (RAIN)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-01 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire frowns, and once more reaches out, this time to give his arm a squeeze.]

Yes. That's our understanding, anyway.
monya: (byob-a-1)

[personal profile] monya 2018-07-01 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ okay. first off, she didn't run screaming from the room! that's certainly a valid point. second, she didn't try smacking him on the head thinking that he was a monster! another point. good on her for getting two easy points.

the third, however, may prove to be more difficult. ]


If I said that I could, but you wouldn't have been able to understand me anyway, would that make sense to you?

[ because that IS the truth. the truth that also proved to be a clue and a lifesaver at the same time. ]

I promise I'm not trying to deceive you.

[ and he immediately goes to headbutt her hand. more to comfort her than anything, but also please return to the scratches you've started and you can't just stop. ]
Edited 2018-07-01 21:23 (UTC)
decathlons: (spider-man) (☢ oh good more suffering)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-01 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ peter does not exactly notice the way sansa grips the needle hard, doesn't know about her stashed gun. but he also doesn't not notice.

it's like this: ever since the spider bite, his senses have expanded. they pick up on more, constantly, all the time, taking in the environment all around him with his brain processing rapidly as it can. peter'd get overwhelmed really easily at first before he got used to it, started figuring out ways to cope. the fact is, there's so much input and his mind parses it so fast that his conscious mind can't even keep up. he knows, but he doesn't know, exactly, when there's danger. it's his hair standing on end, it's a prickle at the back of his neck, it's a burst of panic before he knows why.

stumbling on a pretty girl sewing something wouldn't normally scare him. but there's a flash of something from his senses, and all at once he's more alert than he's been all day. he's acutely aware of the steel in her hand and in her voice, of the space he has to move if need be, of the webshooters stowed under his long sleeves.

his eyes are pulled wide, but his tone's apologetic -- he kind of is the one at fault, here. ]


I knew it went to a room, but I thought it went to -- a different room? The doors have been really weird today. I tried to go to the kitchen earlier and ended up in a slime lab, I don't know why.
evite: (but our hearts get torn up)

[personal profile] evite 2018-07-01 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
( does she care if the jacket is genuine tanned dead cow? not really, which is why daisy only gives a casual shrug of her shoulders in response, shifting a bit so as to ensure as little of her unclothed bits are exposed as possible. a bit of knee or thigh's no big deal, but she'd like to keep the show away from an x rating today. )

Technically, I'm the victim here. ( well, technically speaking, anyway. ) I was trying to get dressed. It's not my fault this place is a freaking disaster show.

( honestly, he should take pity on her and buy her the damn drink. look, she'll even pout convincingly in his direction, sad puppy dog eyes and all... but if that doesn't win him over, well. she might just have to take this show on the road. metaphorically speaking, anyway. )

Don't make me start asking around. The towel probably won't last that long.
missionmaker: (...)

[personal profile] missionmaker 2018-07-01 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Average people shouldn't be fighting. Do they really have no choice?