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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!

dirthena: (hey girl hey)

social!

[personal profile] dirthena 2018-07-02 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Aggressive negotiations" is something I haven't heard before, although I can only imagine what it entails. The "unruly omnipotent beings" less so.
panzersoldat: (old knight)

[personal profile] panzersoldat 2018-07-02 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ He nods adamantly. Just one. He would be happy if he could save just one more. He's lost count of how many little villages he and Brigitte had traveled though that he had helped. How many smiling little girls he had left behind. Certainly, he paid for each with his body, adding injury upon injury, but in the end, his motivation has always been the same. Just one more. ]

It doesn't feel like it. No. But I can't stand idly by and let them die. It's a sacrifice that doesn't need to be made at all. [ He has indeed never grown out of it. Kirei stands before Don Quixote in the flesh, only there is no Knight of Mirrors and his windmills are actually giants.]

I refuse. [ He crosses thick arms over his chest in a show of old aged stubbornness. ] A knight does not go back on his word. If I say I will do something, I will do it. [ Or he'll die trying. ] I won't run away merely because it's hard. Impossible is only a word cowards tell themselves to make themselves feel better about standing by. Make no mistake, mein freund, I will do everything in my power to help them. I won't forget them and when the time comes, I will save them. Even if it kills me.
warmare: (裏切者)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-07-02 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[For a moment, he sounds just like the sorts of old men who appear in the tales, unflappable and wise. The sorts that always turned out to be gods in the end, visiting to impart their guidance or wishes upon heroes and emperors and sages. But she is none of those things. She is a warrior, disgraced, a traitor, a failure, and to be offered hope despite that... life despite that-

His words remind her shamefully that she had not yet put words to Matsukaze's son. Her gaze shifts noticeably over to a more normal sized pod that holds a young centaur, still slim of leg and bushy tailed with foalhood. Perhaps an innocent picture, lying there, if half of his face didn't speak to hardship, covered in barely healed burn scars that melted skin and eye. What is she supposed to say? What if he woke up first? What if the other village orphans woke up, and it wasn't the gentle Matsukaze, the kind Koume, or the playful Kohibari that awaited them... what if it was just her?

Hayame cannot wipe the stricken expression from her face even when she forces herself to ten back to the man. A father trying hard for the sake of his daughter. What did a jinba born to a breeding stable know of such love? What did she, born of a broken armless mare that raised her tail each season for whatever stallion was chosen for her know of such sacrifice? Such motivation?

She should say something- and yet the words stick in her throat, shame her further.

Because he asks what she will do.

And the only thing that comes to mind is to slit her belly open now while she still has honor left.]
conqueredhearts: (Lend Me Your Ears)

[personal profile] conqueredhearts 2018-07-02 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
A Lancer! And what a figure you are!

[He's about to laugh when he's asked that question. Suddenly he looks baffled as he rests his hands on his hips and leans forward. Go for his throat? Why would he do such a thing? That hardly seems a way to gain allies and friends.]

What reason would I have for that?

[That grin is back as he continues on. It's really hard to keep this man down.]

Let us be friends instead! Allies and companions! That seems more beneficial!

[He rises back up and spreads his hands out.]

Then you can join my magnificent army!

[Yep. He sure did just say that.]
doomedtheworld: (adelaide-kane-teen-wolf-3375151)

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[personal profile] doomedtheworld 2018-07-02 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Vin is rarely down visiting the stasis pods, choosing to maintain the illusion of having nobody down there she's eager to see again. As blatantly false as that is.

But with the news that more refugees are beginning to wake up she's been down there more, checking the pods and becoming more and more disappointed as she finds those familiar faces still sleeping in silence.

So, she'd just been passing by when she was stopped by a woman talking to, apparently, her? She thinks? When she finishes, Vin stands still for a second glancing up and down the row before speaking up. As bluntly as anything.]


I have no idea what you are talking about.
dancerefresher: (seen her)

[personal profile] dancerefresher 2018-07-02 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[She blinks, and watches as Henry leans RIGHT in. But as he starts talking, she starts giggling under her breath, trying to smother it under his hand.

It sounds so accurate, but still.]


Maybe his idea of a date is a spar?

[That sounds like some of the people they know. She giggles a little more, before making to lean in and touch him tentatively on the back.]

I think you can pull away now.
dancerefresher: (seamstress for the band)

[personal profile] dancerefresher 2018-07-02 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Nice to meet you Emma!

I didn't realize there was a Royal guard here either. Maybe I'll have one-but if I don't, then I'll let you know.

And I'll pay you and the guard back for my sword, somehow.
conqueredhearts: (Defective Master...Want A Refund)

[personal profile] conqueredhearts 2018-07-02 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
You know, after reading these things you've said, I find you very interesting. I am one to not be able to settle easily into a peaceful existence either. Something like that would be too close to fading away for me.

[He has to wonder what motivates this one to be so hungry for chaos though. What inspires that. Interesting.]

Does this chaos make you happy, I wonder?
morbide: ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ: Kozaki Yusuke, <user name="kymg" site="twitter.com"> (now that's a reputation!)

[personal profile] morbide 2018-07-02 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
So you do magic, too? Cool! Here, I'd been assuming you didn't know a thing about curses and such. I always like meeting other magic users!

Yep, I was a soldier. Ever since my magical awakening, I've been sculpted into the dark mage I am today. Say, by restorative, do you mean healing and whatnot? That kind of thing's totally out of my skill set. Dunno if I'd have what it takes to sign up for holy healing.
warmare: (武士)

I love it... I'm the sorry one

[personal profile] warmare 2018-07-02 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Hayame has been trained for battle since she was old enough to hold a bow. Trained to kill humans, and her fellow jinba alike. With arrows, a blade, or her own body if she had to... though she preferred weapons and the dignity they allowed her, the illusion of humanity... in times of instinct, it was not so easy to suppress more... animal tendencies.

She would have jumped over him if he presented a small enough target, kept running if he dodged... but he charges her. (Or so it seems.) Tried to ride her as if she were a beast. He becomes an enemy in her eyes, and she had been taught well how to deal with enemies who sought to pull such maneuvers on the battlefield.

With no reply... Hayame rams herself into the side of the hallway, slamming the side of her body he clings to against the metal paneling, slowing down... but only to start to buck, reaching down simultaneously to grab her would-be rider by the hair and attempt to pry him off.]
conqueredhearts: (Bwah?  What's This?)

[personal profile] conqueredhearts 2018-07-02 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Rather than be startled by any of this, he just calmly watches with curiosity on his face. It's very interesting to behold this unusual power and he waits until it finishes and he's left with a slime.

Stuck to his ass.

He doesn't seem bothered by that.]


Amazing. What is it that you did there? This...Heaven's Door.

[He'll deal with the slime in a moment.]
objectionattorney: (Phoenix And The Gang)

b!

[personal profile] objectionattorney 2018-07-02 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
Heeey! Didn't I always tell you to keep more aware of what's going on around you!?

[Now that was a familiar voice to be certain.

After all his months spent on El Nyssa, Phoenix had grown used to helping those who had just woken from stasis acclimatize themselves to the ways of the world. Especially now, since he had taken on the important task of working for the Thesas' civilian-run coalition between the two warring nations down below. It made him feel all the more responsible for all those who needed it upon waking.

What he didn't expect though, was to run into a familiar face. Especially since it was a face he wasn't expecting to see again for a very long time.
]

What good are those eye's of yours for if you don't think to look up at the world around you every now and then? Hm?
willrevile: ( commission / dnt ) (0520)

[personal profile] willrevile 2018-07-02 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
You and me both.

[ Iowan winters, Delta Vega. He keeps walking. ] The city I was living in down on the planet has the warmest climate, of the two, [ Jim says. ] Wyver. It's the more 'primitive', too, but they're both so behind it's hard for me to really notice.

[ It seems like most refugees are wildly more comfortable in Olympia, but it's all akin to camping, for Jim. A door sasses him by not opening, and Jim mutters 'not right now' at it, and miraculously, it just ... opens, and takes them to the hall that leads into the little common area between his quarters and a few other refugees'. ]

The state of the planet, is, though.. [ mmm. Jim pokes the coffee maker. ] I'll start at the beginning.
conqueredhearts: (A Toast To Kings)

[personal profile] conqueredhearts 2018-07-02 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
They do, girl!

[He laughs and rests his hands on his knees as he watches the slimes do their various little tricks. They're such fascinating little creatures. He can't see why more people aren't here enjoying how amazing they are.]

What are the slugs like? These ones from your home?

[Because he's never one to turn down the chance to learn more about another culture or world.]
cuchullaim: (But I got smarter)

[personal profile] cuchullaim 2018-07-02 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[This guy...this guy. He's used to people that are a little more serious, and yet here this Rider is, riding in on...feel good vibes???

It's strange but. Well.]


Aa, you've got a point. There's no point in that when there's no War.

[Not over the Grail anyway. But when he's offered a part of the army, he has to hold his hand up.]

Pass.

[Not that there's anything wrong with an army? He's been part of that before? But they just met FIVE SECONDS AGO.]

I can be an ally, but I'm not joining your army.
soulmakingsound: ([neutral] She doesn't comprehend.)

[personal profile] soulmakingsound 2018-07-02 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[It feels off. But everything feels off right now, and she's too tired to question it.]

It doesn't make sense. This place. None of us should be here. They plucked us, like fruit from a dying tree, and put us all in one basket.
panzersoldat: (22)

[personal profile] panzersoldat 2018-07-02 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Reyes. It is Reyes. He knows it is. He can't forget this man. Could never forget him. That's why the confusion and hurt is so strong when he finds himself coming face to face with one of Gabriel's guns. He does slow down to a stop, blinking away the tears in his one good eye.

It's not because he's afraid of those guns. He never has been. He's always been that crazy guy that goes full tilt at the things shooting at him, shield in hand and a laugh on his lips. It's just that tone and the fact that he hasn't seen this man in so so long that forced him to stop.

Only for a moment though, as Reinhardt does dare to take another step forward. Six years. It's been six years since he buried the empty coffin of Gabriel Reyes. ]
It's you? It's really really you? You're...alive. [ A pause because he knows Jack and Ana had been faking it... ] What year is it for you?
conqueredhearts: (Ice Cream Is Delicious)

[personal profile] conqueredhearts 2018-07-02 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
A magnificent age!

[There's a pause as he reads those new words and...]

You are German! You are the first German I have ever met! I will be excited to try this beer you will treat me to!

[There's a lot exciting here. And Rider's experiencing all of it. All at once.]
soulmakingsound: ([neutral] She doesn't comprehend.)

[personal profile] soulmakingsound 2018-07-02 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
That doesn't feel right. The words don't line up, and River crawls down from her perch to take his metal hand, inspecting his fingers.

Something about the man feels familiar. Has done since he came in the room and she though it was because he was a big brother, like Simon, but maybe that's not it at all. "They made you a weapon, too."
almaredemptoris: (Default)

[personal profile] almaredemptoris 2018-07-02 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[When she speaks of her mother, he then realizes why she strikes a familiar chord. He remembers now, her red hair framing her sleeping face, and her mother looking on, equal parts doting and fretting.]

Might you mean Madame Claire Fraser?

[He is almost certain of her answer already, yet he asks anyway.]
soulmakingsound: ([other] Who do you think is in there?)

[personal profile] soulmakingsound 2018-07-02 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Strange. Probably not problematic. Though they might get in you hair. [She pokes one with the toe of her boot and jerks her foot back when it blows bubbles at her.]

Better than the ones that spit fire. Best be careful of those.
conqueredhearts: (Let's Have A Feast)

[personal profile] conqueredhearts 2018-07-02 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Hm. I wonder why that never works.

[He strokes his chin like he literally can't figure out why people deny him when he offers to have them in his army. So strange. Ah well, he quickly sets that aside with a friendly smile again.]

I will just have to find a way to convince you in the future.

[There's more laughter as he comes over so he can clap a hand on his new friend's shoulder. Because doesn't Lancer know? They're definitely friends now.]

I am happy to have you as an ally until then. The last Lancer I knew was an amazing man so I am pleased to know you as well.
beknight: ([ jl ] 160.)

[personal profile] beknight 2018-07-02 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
And jostle the basket.

[ He's helpful. But his expression sobers, ]

Did you find your family in the pods?
livingimpaired: (Default)

un: priest

[personal profile] livingimpaired 2018-07-02 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Another priest? How serendipitous. Though, I suppose you are less fake.

Still, I feel I should add that I had no intention to have that sound creepy. Lost lambs are lost lambs. It is our task to look out for them. Is that not so?
dirthena: (that's not good)

[personal profile] dirthena 2018-07-02 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Her problem is, as far as Elera has been able to tell, that she's overcompensating. Whirling what remains of her left arm, and making too wide of gestures with the right. It puts her at a tilt, but when she gets close to the wall, Elera uses her hand to find a grip to steady her. Awkward, but as her bare feet touch the smooth metal, she feels a moment of victory.

It's the little things these days.

"Towards you, I assume." As he'd gotten his feet onto the ground back again with apparent ease. "I've fought would be gods, you know -- you'd think this wouldn't be so difficult," she says with a wry smile, happy to treat her own current predicament with good humor. But his advice seems sound enough, and Elera manages to do as she's directed.

And while she does hit the other wall, it's close enough that the bounce off of that propels her out of abnormality. The landing is hardly graceful -- she tries to catch herself with her left hand and ends up only realizing her mistake a moment too late -- but she at least can get to her feet without trouble.

"Thank you."