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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 (They gave us two shots)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-02 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's still more than a little jumpy with touch and he knows it, but at least he sees her hand coming and he doesn't move away from the touch. The metal of his arm is cold, but it still registers touch to his brain the way it always has, so much like a real arm that it might as well have nerves in it and maybe he doesn't trust her the way he trusts Steve (as if he'd ever trust anyone that much), but she's a connection to the man he used to be, even if it was only during the war, and that settles his mind a lot. ]

I'd love to.

[ There's something in his voice, a little more emotion than he usually lets through. Hell, it's probably more than he usually has. He can almost lose himself and pretend they're back in the war like this and who would've thought that that would be a preferable place for him? By the time they'd met, he'd already been a POW once. ]

I'm always hungry.
dancerefresher: (she's in me)

[personal profile] dancerefresher 2018-07-02 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
All right good

no

I'm not sure why I said we
Maybe I was talking to myself and this? I don't know
versianvirtue: (37)

Social Linked (un: seylum)

[personal profile] versianvirtue 2018-07-02 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Greetings, Cú Chulainn! My name is Asseylum, another refugee currently taking shelter in Thesa Station. I saw your profile, and I couldn't help but wonder what a heroic spirit is. Are you... incorporeal?

[Like... a ghost? The things that are possible around here!]
decathlons: (☢ put your phone down jesus)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-02 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry for scaring you. [ maybe scaring isn't the right word. so he adds -- ] And, uh, busting into your room.

[ but at least she doesn't seem to be holding it against him! and believes his explanation. the sense of alarm fades as she stands, and he settles back into his own skin. ]

I was trying to find the VR room. I heard there was some wintery training program for that place we're supposed to go to.
nineteenfortyfive: (WAX)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-02 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[That question is always a gamble. Either people become even more upset, because they haven't found a familiar face, or they perk up. Good thing she won that gamble.]

Your captain? [She does know a captain, and only really calls him Captain teasingly, so she takes another roll of the dice.] He wouldn't be a walking bruise, would he?
dancerefresher: (always with me)

[personal profile] dancerefresher 2018-07-02 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
An emotional mess? It's not-it's not the same but. You know.

[She makes a helpless gesture, a shrug with some flaily hands.]

Sorry. I guess I'm very confusing...sorry.

[She kind of shrinks on herself. Who's the sad puppy now.]

Are Wolfskin like Taguels...? I'm sorry, I've never heard of Wolfskins...I guess I don't know much.
catmanding: (2)

[personal profile] catmanding 2018-07-02 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hmmm. Someone certainly seems intolerant to all of slimekind. It gives Ranulf a bit of a pause, stroking his chin with his thumb and index finger as he sizes Shinjiro up. Both ears twitch, then flatten, his tail lowering in some very subtle alarm. ]

Maybe you're the pest, and you interrupted whatever party they were having? [ He's not outside of trying to find the most preposterous yet humorous possibility, approaching Shinjiro with his hands behind his back and his tail starting to sway back and forth. ] Or perhaps they're attracted to your temper?

[ Kneeling down, he gets a better look at the slime that the human shook off. Blue with an empty smile. ]

Either way, they don't seem all too dangerous.

[ Even though the one he's paying attention to is... definitely drooling. ]
beatupgrass: (✘ i like to call it the warthog)

c!!!!

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2018-07-02 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Rocket doesn't like the cold ever since That Incident, so getting adjusted to it before going back down is a necessity. It doesn't bother him as much as certain other things do, but once it seeps into his bones despite the layers he's wearing over his fur, there's this niggling anxiety that he won't ever get warm again.

He challenges this thought by pacing up and down a snowbank to prove he can, which is how he catches sight of white with touches of red. He squints against the heavy snowfall, but tries to pass it off as nothing.]


Nah. Can't be. [Wishful thinking is all. They're coming up on a year in El Nysa, so he's probably just getting nostalgic. She can't possibly be back just like that.]
lednikovyy: CW (Touched by angels)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-02 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
He's definitely never heard of Storybrooke, but Maine isn't exactly familiar terrain for him, either as Bucky Barnes or his time under HYDRA control. It sounds made up, he wants to say, but they're on a giant space ship, so maybe he won't push that right now.

"I don't really know what magic entails, so I feel like committing to not freaking out might make me into a liar." But it gives him an idea of what unusual problems might be. At the very least, he's seen some things that couldn't be explained and read about more of them. Maybe magic exists in some capacity out there or maybe she's completely insane.

"I probably won't freak out, though, no."
beatupgrass: (✘i can tell you what we weren't doing)

text | un: ROCKET

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2018-07-02 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
But are you sorry for the fighting, the killing, or the swing dancing?
Edited 2018-07-02 01:39 (UTC)
inaurare: (Surprise)

Ship Problems

[personal profile] inaurare 2018-07-02 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Ah--!

[the sight of the large man seated on the floor makes it very clear to Linneus that he is not in the room he is looking for. Unfortunate for him that when he turns to leave through the door again that he finds the partition closed in his face - but lucky, at least, in that he manages to save himself from walking into it headlong.

It does not seem to reopen, though.

Hailed by the other man, drawing up and turning back to see him surrounded by unusual colourful... well, Linneus isn't entirely sure what they are but he almost speaks to refuse the invitation. Understandable, given his one-too many run-ins with strange liquids and potions. Even if they are creatures - "friendly" creatures... liln were friendly too, until someone made a torture device of them.

Not that this man looks like he'd have a hard time at all, if someone were ever to take it into their head to capture him. Linneus is cautious, though, as he steps over, one hand rising to touch at his hair]


Are they creatures...?
alibabas: (pic#12403600)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-02 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's trying not to think about how jarring all of it is — the fact that no one else seems to remember that she was here before, the fact that Yusuke is the only one who remembers. She's not sure if she wants to ask why, and it's easier to just pretend she's new like everyone else — not that it matters, much, because she's not about to talk to a stranger about any of this. So much has changed, and she figures out on her own that it's been close to a year.

A year in cryo. She's almost sad that she missed out on how all of it happened, but she's almost unsettled by the fact that time ... passed right by her.

So, she does what any teenager of her prowess would to distract herself. Inari, for as stupid as he can be, isn't totally useless when she needs a co-pilot. Hopefully. If nothing else, he'll be good as a body to warm the seat while she tries out these super rad mecha.

( Or not. ) ]
It's not broken, stupid. [ She rolls her eyes, plopping down on the seat ( it takes a minute before she's gotten the seat adjusted so that she can reach all the controls ). ] It needs both of us sitting.

[ And with that, she pushes a button — and the mecha whirs to life. ] See?
beatupgrass: (✘ WHO IS RUNNING THIS ARMY?)

1

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2018-07-02 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[You know, Rocket didn't wake up today expecting to get trampled by a horse lady, but that's apparently where his day is going. Angry horse-lay runs and Rocket presses himself against the wall to avoid being trampled, and then, rather than walking away and deciding that was weird, he instigates.

As he do.]


Whoa, whoa. Lady, where's the fire? You're gonna put somebody's eye out with those hooves if you ain't careful. [and then he mutters:] Crazy newbies, I swear. [and then louder.] Hey, stop.
nineteenfortyfive: (FOND)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-02 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[A smile was the goal. He's in an awful situation for someone so young, and if Claire can at least coax a smile out of him, she'll worry less.]

Just one. My husband. But I've made a lot of good friends. And you seem friendly, so I'm sure you won't be lacking for friends before too long, Peter.
lednikovyy: CW (They gave us two shots)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-02 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Depends on what your goal is.

[ Even with his back turned, he's hyper aware of any movement behind him. The slide of fabric or a soft footfall. He's always listening, always hyper aware even when he doesn't need to be. Decades of habits don't go away, especially when they're compounded by two very understandably paranoid years on the run.

He glances back, not really comfortable keeping his eyes off the man for too long.
]
historyrepeating: (The wind is still distant)

[personal profile] historyrepeating 2018-07-02 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[However long it takes 9S to finish his speech, it ends up being either just enough or so far over the line that whoever or whatever is in charge of who wakes up when decides to take pity on him. Not long after he's left 2B snaps awake with a shuddering gasp in, lungs that don't need to breathe struggling to do so all the same, and she swears she can hear 9S' voice in her ears.

It takes her some time to get her bearings, but not much. Not long after he's stepped out, she's right on his heels, her own clacking in that familiar way as she comes up behind him, visor clasped in her hand rather than tied around her eyes yet.

The last thing she remembers is pain, red blurring her vision, and A2... She had turned her head and seen 9S, whispered his name, and she does the same now.]


Nines...

[Maybe she's still a little out of it, come to think of it.]
alibabas: (pic#11453369)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-02 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, the good news is that he didn't try to beat her to pulp, so that's nice.

But he almost seems to mock her, considering he's mirroring her own expression. Her frown grows, and she goes as far as to cross her arms.

With her bravery returning— ]
They look cute, but they're still mobs. They're going to attack when you least expect it. [ Probably. At least, the video game versions did. ]
beatupgrass: (✘this is a hammer you fucking idiot.)

ysverai

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2018-07-02 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[What he almost runs into- or rather almost steps on is a very exasperated looking rabbit raccoonoid.]

Dude, seriously? I'm short, not invisible, and- are you about to cry?

[Your one eye is looking a little moist there, bro. Is it the space pollen?? PLEASE BE THE SPACE POLLEN HE'S STILL WORKING ON HIS CAPTAIN-Y EMOTIONAL MATURITY.]
evite: (Default)

[personal profile] evite 2018-07-02 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
( don't make that face, robbie reyes. she knows that look. that's the 'things are really crappy but i'm trying to hold on to my strong silent type reputation' look.

daisy huffs a bit, crossing her legs at the ankles as she reaches over to palm over the lip of his cup. slim fingers lift it up and out of his grasp with a firm tug; she considers taking a sip just to be obnoxious before deciding better of it, opting instead to simply set it down on the bartop beside her. hopefully she doesn't knock it over. )


I accept your forgiveness, Father, but there's a few more sins we gotta talk about tonight.

( like getting summoned to space? the world ending? you know, things. )

Kidnapping by aliens and all the people we know in ATCU goop pods to start. What do you think?
doomedtheworld: (adelaide-kane-teen-wolf-3375174)

[personal profile] doomedtheworld 2018-07-02 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[What the? Where did that thing come from? She watches the slime drift on by, looking as pleased as anything to be bouncing around the walls. She makes a face, why even have creatures like that around here?

But... oh, right, she's probably not much more subtle. Her hair is drifting around in the zero gravity, her clothes ruffling around her loosely while she floats comfortably in place. A moment passes before she frowns a bit.]


I asked first.
sheriffing: (🌟 107)

[personal profile] sheriffing 2018-07-02 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Adjust, get some rest, maybe a train a little? Battling that dragon wasn't easy, I feel like we all need to be prepared.
inaurare: (Yes?)

[personal profile] inaurare 2018-07-02 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
There is nothing wrong with new experiences. But I think if I must be off the ground, I tend to prefer to use my own arms and legs...!

[he hasn't really climbed much since his teens, but he knows his own body well enough to trust in the strength of his limbs to keep him up, keep him climbing, and safe from any falls]

I have tried before, in a manner of speaking. One of the cultures below has - had - draughts of sorts that could make one fly.

[he tried. Mostly he just propelled himself around with the help of friends and the occasional tree branch.]

Forgive me, I'm being rude. [he might have at least introduced himself] My name is Linneus.
illuminating: (icons credited to rightful makers.) (Default)

[personal profile] illuminating 2018-07-02 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[She emits those close-mouthed groans when species of her type are satisfied with a nice ear scratching, and leans her head into his palm and fingers, one paw raising faintly.

At the mention of the tiger's name, she tilts her head inquisitively, and straightens herself out. A single, also close-mouthed, whine frees itself, unverbalized question. It can, and does mean, a number of things. Who's Daifuku, what else has he been up to? Please share with her.]
Edited (forgot to do the icon. ;; ) 2018-07-02 01:58 (UTC)
dancerefresher: (Ballerina)

[personal profile] dancerefresher 2018-07-02 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[She was touched, truly. But she also didn't want him to see something that she thought of as mortifying, especially since she had to answer out loud. Or he would, he he wanted to.]

Henry!

[Yes, maybe it was a bit of a guessing game now, and maybe he was self aware of how he kept his eyes mostly closed but-this wasn't the time!!! For making guesses about bodies!!!

Besides she had to do that three sleepers back.]


M-maybe it isn't difficult to make me blush but-but...

[She sighs. Actually, Henry is likely one of the most difficult people to ruffle, for various reasons. So her hand slowly drops from his eyes.]

I just...you didn't need to hear me say something....scandalous.
dancerefresher: (always with me)

[personal profile] dancerefresher 2018-07-02 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not sure if I could be much help with my sword.

Maybe I could help refresh people for when they battle again but...I'm not sure.