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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!

determinans: bungalows | dw (i have heavy heartstrings)

[personal profile] determinans 2018-07-02 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ .. oh. he glances from the phone up to her, accessing his language database for american sign language. ] Do you prefer sign? [ he repeats it again in british sign language, but pauses there. if she does sign, hopefully she'll at least realize what he's trying to do and give him her preferred version. if she doesn't sign, well, it was still polite to ask.

the question earns a quick, analytical glance back, and as he turns back to her, he spreads his hands in a helpless gesture. ]


Maybe. I'm considerably stronger than a human, but I wasn't designed for this sort of thing.
inaurare: (Sitting)

[personal profile] inaurare 2018-07-02 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, perhaps it is a first.

[but and they are certainly strange-looking, as children go. He takes a moment to seat himshetlfh by the other man, an introduction offered as he occupies the other’s space]

My name is Linneus. Are any of them harmless...?
hellzone: (POSE ♪ her dumb v sign)

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-07-02 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fun fact: Yoshiko's divination is 90% bullshit ]

That depends on what it is! If it's a necklace, then perhaps. But that would depend on whatever pendant is on the necklace itself.
determinans: bungalows | dw (you're how i'm living)

[personal profile] determinans 2018-07-02 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the identical voice makes him stiffen for a moment, recalling all too well his copy at cyberlife headquarters. he rises to his feet a moment later, turning and then blinking in mild, puzzled interest at what's revealed to him.

his glance flickers from the model number to the jacket itself, then up to the identical face. ]


Ah, so you're the mass-production model. [ if the insult bothers him, it certainly doesn't show-- he's had much worse from people like, say, detective reed. instead, he adjusts his tie, then offers a slightly crooked smile. ] Shall we find our way back?
winecasks: (pic#10819775)

[personal profile] winecasks 2018-07-02 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Then they will need to adjust for our new friend.

[ That's it, Fergus. You're adopted into the fold of Frenchmen and you haven't even spoken to the others yet. ]

After all, Prouvaire's true name is Jean, yet are all content to call him Jehan.
livingimpaired: (Default)

[personal profile] livingimpaired 2018-07-02 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kirei offers an empty smile that does not reach his eyes. But honestly, very little emotion had come to show itself in his gaze -- the occasional interest here and there as the conversation flowed and ebbed, but nothing truly solid. ]

That is fine. I'm the newcomer to this place, after all. [ A cryptic answer with his cryptic, apathetic smile. He holds open his hand to have Reinhardt lead the way outside the room. Indeed, the rotting dragon will not have his answer for him. It is not human, or ever was human, after all. ]
fisherwife: (He painted a swimsuit on me.)

[personal profile] fisherwife 2018-07-02 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I hadn't quite thought of that. [THAT...IS SURE A PROBLEM. And--]

If they're intelligent enough to speak, they might be intelligent enough to eventually figure out how to open the door from their side too...

[Mipha turns towards the doors with a concerned frown] I'm afraid I'm not terribly great with electronics or things like that, but I can't imagine how much harder it'd be to keep them in and anyone else out with the station in a mess like it is.

I... Suppose we could try capturing an containing them somewhere in the room itself...?
determinans: bungalows | dw (here's to the ghost)

ID: RK800

[personal profile] determinans 2018-07-02 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ EXTREMELY PINGED. ]

Androids are allowed to hold military command rank on your world?
Edited 2018-07-02 17:22 (UTC)
persistor: ambi has cursed me to a world of backshot icons (pic#11971626)

[personal profile] persistor 2018-07-02 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There are stranger things than dogs that know how to read — so it's pause-worthy, but not necessarily alarming ( for all she knows, this may not be a dog at all ). In fact, the tensions from her shoulders looks like they're bleeding out the moment her partner puts her paws on the control panels.

Laughter bubbles up, less out of incredulity but more out of delight. A companion after her own heart, it seems, jumping head first into the unknown.

So — Red nods, sitting up straighter to reach for the consoles herself. She's not ... entirely familiar, either. But's never been too different from driving a vehicle, thanks to whatever Natha did. So—

She pushes a button, and the entire machine whirs to life. Within seconds, she feels the cockpit raising up into the air, as if the entire thing is stretching its bones. ]
versianvirtue: (05)

[personal profile] versianvirtue 2018-07-02 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
This is all so interesting... I have heard of concepts like resurrection and seances, but never once have I encountered a real-life application of anything this paranormal.

Forgive all of my prying questions; I just find your situation very fascinating. Please bear with me! What is a magnus? Can it summon anyone of one's choosing from the dead?
awakenerd: (192)

[personal profile] awakenerd 2018-07-02 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[A few of the slimes have now decided that Shell looks like their new bff so, whether or not that was his intended method, he is at least gaining Rean some room... And also gaining some new, friendly, oozing buddies who really wanna cuddle up.

Rean is going to try to use the escape path Shell's made to at least not be backed entirely into a corner.]

Definitely not.
mr_allright: (STAND)

[personal profile] mr_allright 2018-07-02 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Relief washed over him, the smile on his face turning more genuine. He wouldn't force the man to stay at his camp if he truly resisted--but the thought that he could've helped someone if he just tried a littler harder would've weighed heavy on his mind.]

[He follows after the man, a comfortable distance away as to not encroach on their space.]


No simulation could compare to the real thing, young man! I am well aware of that. [All Might upturns a log for himself to sit on (crouch on? It was comically small for him) and leaves the camp chair by the fire for the newcomer.] But anything is better than walking in blind! You have to use the resources in front of you if you want a better chance at succeeding.

[A bit of rummaging in his pack has All Might pulling out a kettle. He fills it with fresh snow before setting it on the fire to boil. A warm drink to do both of them well. He had only wished that the supply pack had provided him with some tea.]

You may call me All Might. What should I call you, young man?
gravemistake: (pic#12397935)

waggles eyebrows

[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-02 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gabriel has currently found a defensive position--having skipped the easy stuff, he's fully expecting the simulation to throw something totally wild at him, and he wants to be ready for it when it comes. When he sees a shape moving through the snow, he immediately tenses, staring down the barrel of his gun but knowing that simply by the nature of his weapon, he's not going to be able to do anything until they're in close quarters.

To make matters worse, he'd rather not give away his location, if he can help it, and that means watching and waiting.

But it doesn't take long for him to realize that something is off. Clearly this is some kind of creature, and though it's hard to see through the storm, it's moving erratically. Reyes creeps forward, using the bad weather to stay hidden, and when he gets close enough to get a better look, it becomes apparent that this is a costume, not an actual yeti. He's not sure which would be more ridiculous.

He supposes it's possible that this could be some kind of enemy, but right now they look like they're in distress. Gabriel cups his hands around his mouth to be heard over the roar of the storm.
]

Hey.

[If it's a person, fine. If it's not, well. He's close enough for shotguns now.]
Edited 2018-07-02 18:04 (UTC)
mr_allright: (PEACE)

[personal profile] mr_allright 2018-07-02 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I am glad to here that you have put your circumstances to productive use!

Though it would probably do you well to put your illegal instances to zero! No use in hindering a cause that could save the lives of us all, after all!

Perhaps our paths will cross outside of this app! It would be interesting to see how these circumstances have changed your worldview.
mollymocked: (⚔ it's coming for you)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-07-02 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
It wouldn't be the first time, and I promise you it won't be the last. [He rolls over and steeples his hands under his chin.] And being careful is overrated. Oh don't get me wrong- I don't always throw myself into certain death, but I've also never met a bad idea I couldn't roll with.

[He gives the room a look around. It's so... austere and clinical. He's the most colorful thing in there and while that's normal, it does feel like he has to peacock a little more than usual to make the space less gloomy.] Given the situation, I think you all could use a little levity- it's very grim here.
lednikovyy: CW (And never again and never again)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-02 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Bucky spares very few thoughts for those they'd fought at the airport. Most of them were nameless, even faceless people to him. They had been an obstacle towards a bigger problem. He might not be a fan of any of those people, but they're not exactly at the top of his grudge list, especially if he knew one of them was a literal child. If this kid's voice is a little familiar, he can't register why.

His face softens a little at the answer. Plenty of people might not be lucky enough to have other people awake here who they know. Who knows if he's got family around here at all? When Bucky had been on the run, he'd talked to himself a lot by the end.
]

Uh huh. Does the phone talk back? My hairbrush doesn't, but it's not as high-tech.
mr_allright: (STAND)

[personal profile] mr_allright 2018-07-02 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
You may call me All Might! [Another laugh, a small bow of his head.] I am flattered that you think I naturally find things easily! But I am well aware of where my expertise lies, and it does not lie in fine handwork, as you put it!

[But All Might wasn't going to be the rude one here now.]

And what shall I call you, young miss? It would be terribly rude if I couldn't properly thank the person who took time out of their work to help someone in need!
mollymocked: (⚔ running at you)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-07-02 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Friend, there is absolutely no one else more qualified to ask about that than me, and you can quote me on that. Every hour for me is happy hour.
diamondize: (drank all the drinks. And jump off roof)

[personal profile] diamondize 2018-07-02 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh? [Dia frowns, brow furrowing in confusion.]

That's weird... Oh, but-- The station has been acting kind of strange lately! I don't know how any of that would work, but maybe the station is sending you to a bunch of different places by mistake.

Or maybe it wanted us to meet! A meeting of fate! [But they laugh to show they're joking.] You said you were trying to find the stasis units? I could try and help you find it, if the doors cooperate long enough. If they even let us out of this room...
mollymocked: (⚔ and buried in your bones)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-07-02 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[okay he's carried this one for long enough.]

Age is a number, dear, but let's not overcomplicate things on a first meeting and call it a mistake, shall we?
gravemistake: (pic#12397934)

[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-02 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Reyes holds his ground, gun leveled and unwavering. He's about to shoot, too, but what Reinhardt says next catches him off-guard, and he finds himself taking another step back, if only because for once in his life, he doesn't know what to do with this.

You're alive, especially from someone so genuine as Reinhardt, is not exactly something he's ready to hear, even if he does expect his career to catch up with him eventually.
]

What the hell's that supposed to mean?

[The question leaves his mouth out of reflex more than anything, though he's not entirely sure he wants to know.}
mr_allright: (STAND)

[personal profile] mr_allright 2018-07-02 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ah. It seems like this other traveler was very determined to stay keyed-up, no matter the situation.

All Might rises to his full height, brushing snow off the back of his head. It doesn't seem like it would benefit the man to lie right now--and that kind of righteous indignation typically didn't come from someone who was lying.]


I did not mean to put you on the defense, young man--nor am I accusing you of being guilty without giving you a chance for a fair defense! [All Might gestures wide--a peace offering.] If you could offer me that same courtesy, I'm sure we could come to an understanding.

[At least years of dealing with more tense situations than snowball-related-accusations keeps him pretty level headed.]
mollymocked: (⚔ but you would finally live a little)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-07-02 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Flawless. Perfect accent and everything." In that gentle, mocking tone of someone who knows a person is full of shit, but is so endeared that they're willing to humor them just a smidge. "I've met many fallen angels and not a single one of them can catch onto Infernal that quickly, so Yohane, you have my respect."

He holds a hand over his heart and gives a mock bow.
gravemistake: (pic#12397940)

[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-02 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Dragons?

[He recognizes that the Sir is at least a little bit mocking, and he offers a sideways glance in response, a sneer in his voice. It's clear that Reyes' tolerance for that sort of thing is low.]

You mean besides the one they've got on ice out there?

[If he sounds a little disbelieving, it's because all of this fantasy crap is a little much for someone like Reyes to wrap his head around.]
lednikovyy: CW (We salute you in your grave)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-02 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Being a soldier hadn't bothered Bucky. He wouldn't glamorize war and he certainly hadn't enjoyed the mud and the bullets flying, but he'd been a good soldier and he'd had something worth fighting for in the war. It's being a tool that had changed him. It had been being forced to fight other people's battles that he would have opposed. In the absence of something truly worth fighting for, Bucky just doesn't have much fight left in him. The skills are there, but the willingness to kill isn't.

He shakes his head. "I don't know, but if we can't see, we should assume we are so we don't walk off of a cliff. How does pain register in these simulations?"