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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!

sparke: (🌩 066)

i love you

[personal profile] sparke 2018-07-02 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
( he feels the cold, but not nearly as deeply or as quickly as midgardians do. thor has given up on pacing and punching and kicking at the door. instead, he's now seated on the sofa she's perching on, manspreading a little, taking up some space.

he would make a warm and comfortable pillow. )


It comes with better ( what's that word he's looking for? ) insulation.

( but also: yes. )

I won't tell anyone. ( he offers after a moment and spreads his arms a little wider. )
maipokerface: ([053])

[personal profile] maipokerface 2018-07-02 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"... What?"

Almost on cue (of course it is), one of the slimes oozing by just out and out spews fire. Mai starts back, wide-eyed.

"Uh."
lancings: all by <user name="lancings"> | please do not take (✪ 009)

[personal profile] lancings 2018-07-02 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
You have a point. I never really thought of it that way. I'm sure she will appreciate the advice. She's had someone she's been trying to get to notice her for some time.

Not that it matters at the moment! What am I doing going off like this? We should be trying to look for the others. I usually don't get distracted like this.
bangleofjustice: (hmmmmmmmmm)

[personal profile] bangleofjustice 2018-07-02 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah this cleanup is going to take a while. Hopefully he can master the art of the drone sooner than later.]

What do you mean, Mr. Edgeworth? What kind of adjusting?

[It seems kinda similar to Earth except the whole alien planet thing. Like living out a sci fi show, only with stupid reality thrown in.]

[personal profile] krasnaya_vdova 2018-07-02 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a long story.

[Her voice is soft, but this isn't a deflection, but a fact. Even now Ava hasn't been able to completely untangle all of the pieces. Herself, Natasha, Alexei, Ivan, SHIELD-- there was so much, and some of it were things she wasn't sure she'd ever be able to put together. And even if she could, it wouldn't make Alexei's death make sense. It's a truth, but one that is still hard for her. She hasn't found him in stasis, but she refuses to look.

It takes her a moment to elaborate, because there's so many threads it's hard to know which one to start with. The Red Room, or you were in my head, or a dozen other pieces of how their stories wound together.]


You rescued me, when I was nine years old.

[This is what she settles on, in the end. That night, when they'd first met, first touched, not the whys and the shadows that overlaid it, the sinister machinations that neither of them had seen at the time. She tries to keep it as neutral as she can, but it's hard.]

When I was eight I was pulled from the Red Room and put into a program that ended up on SHIELD's radar. It was orchestrated by a man-- Ivan Somodorov. Red Room trainer and ex-KGB military dog, as he liked to call himself. You got me out as everything exploded around us.

[There's a wry sort of smile there, something to cover over the fact that there's nothing as terrifying as telling her the truth. But Natasha's a better liar than she is, and better at reading people. So she doesn't lie, not really, even if she skips some of the details, the worse parts of the story, the more personal ones.

I called you sestra and you said I was like you. You said you'd come if I needed you. She thinks quietly, that this time Natasha actually kept her promise.]


So yeah, we've met. And if you don't remember-- it's this place. Things don't always line up right, somehow.
decathlons: (☢ need to make an exit)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-02 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she's being nice, but that still feels like a funny thing to say about him. at school, he's never even been close to popular, mostly hanging out with ned. outside, he spends time with ned, his aunt, sometimes other members of academic decathlon, but spends a lot more of his time as spider-man. even now, he's more worried about what he'll be able to do to help than making friends. ]

Yeah, [ says, earnestly, ] thank you. I guess we all have to work together, out here.
decathlons: (☢ origin story)

lmaO OH NO

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-02 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ omg oracle was right.... ]

Oh lol no one
It's just a joke
violentbeauty: (Default)

[personal profile] violentbeauty 2018-07-02 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Being cautious is better than being cocky here. Nature will surely win since they are unfamiliar with the terrain. They could easily make a wrong move and end up falling several feet to their doom. No thanks!

Yukari isn't sure how to answer Bucky's question. This is his first simulation, so he can't give him a definite answer. Though this environment seems to affect them, and the chill he feels is legit. So they could probably feel pain to some degree."I don't know the level of pain we will feel, but we'll definitely experience it. If our minds perceive it, then our bodies will respond to it."

If the brain is responsible for sending signals to their pain receptors, then even if the scenario is a reproduction, it doesn't prevent the brain from discerning what is painful.

"Unless you want to test my theory?" Yukari teases the soldier a little.
Edited 2018-07-02 23:02 (UTC)
decathlons: (☢ hand gestures)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-02 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Whoaa
Sounds serious
What did they do???
nineteenfortyfive: (MARSALI)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-02 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire doesn't think she sugarcoated anything about Brianna to Jamie, either here or at home, but she's sure she's going to come as a surprise regardless. She's feisty and spirited and has that Fraser stubbornness that Jamie has, too. The meeting will be fine, she's sure, but the inevitable butting of heads is going to be unpleasant.

She's not sure over what, but it'll happen sooner or later and it'll be no wonder if all of El Nysa hears it.]


He will, if he doesn't up and keel over. [Is it a trend? They'll have to find out. At least Claire isn't letting him be completely surprised.] Just keep in mind that while he's a good man, he's still... a man.

[The tone says it: And men aren't always the smartest. Even James Fraser.]
earthy: ([ ← misgiving ])

[personal profile] earthy 2018-07-02 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Terra glances up briefly, about to tell Ven just how he came to learn about the significance of the 'x' in his name, but he falters at that shocked look.

... How does he handle this situation?]


Could we talk about this... out there?

[He gestures vaguely and tentatively at the closed door.]
bangleofjustice: (objection!)

[personal profile] bangleofjustice 2018-07-02 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
MR. WRIGHT!

[Edgeworth was right, or Wright. Apollo's so glad to see his boss as it's been ages. He tries getting as much snow out of his hair before getting to his feet and running up.]

Nice to see you too. I was hard at work on that campfire when I got pelted. You know how I get absorbed into my job.
pullsheavendown: (※ confusion creeps inside)

[personal profile] pullsheavendown 2018-07-02 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[For a moment, Roxas is trapped by indecision. This guy is being unnerving familiar, saying things that aren't true. He could be crazy, and even if he's not, staying might be a bad idea. Roxas should probably leave.

But despite all that, he doesn't actually feel threatened. And he wants to know what this guy knows.]


Yeah...I guess so.
givingback: (22.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-07-02 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, making excuses for him already?

[ Bree's impressed, crossing her arms over her chest with a smirk. She's joking of course, but now she's pretty curious about what Jamie's done to come with that disclaimer. Plenty, she's sure. Especially now, since he's still young. ]

nineteenfortyfive: (SCOTLAND)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-02 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bless him. He's always been sharp, but this is difficult for anyone to wrap their minds around.]

It's the nature of... the Natha's magic, I suppose you can say. [Technology, magic, it's all one and the same once it's beyond understanding.] The Storm that took our home, our world, hit... many worlds. Many times. Do you understand?

[... this actually might be easier if they had explained time travel to him at some point.]
lancings: all by <user name="lancings"> | please do not take (✪ 012)

[personal profile] lancings 2018-07-02 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, he's not wrong about Frederick, and she finds herself bemused in spite of herself. It's hard not to crack at least the slightest smile, which might be the first she's shown since she arrived here. ]

Doubly so if he thought Chrom was in any danger. He'd be the first racing to his side.

[ As though she wouldn't do the same, but thankfully, she hasn't found him in any of these pods yet either. But if they're not here, then where are they all? ]

And I am still not certain if we should move or touch any of these bodies.

[ Both hands press to one the glass so she can peer inside and looks more closely, immediately feeling creeped out that there is a body laying dormant. If only Henry weren't so delighted next to her, but she's trying hard not to judge is odd pass-times. ]

Aren't we supposed to be providing information on them? They left us these oddly shaped scrolls to write on, but I am not sure what to say. Cold and still is probably not the description they're looking for.

[ But far be it for her to neglect any of her duties, whether voluntary or not. ]
expiable: (003.)

[personal profile] expiable 2018-07-02 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she won't mind if he mentions this to anyone. it takes more than body heat to embarrass her, after all.

besides — ]
No one will believe you.

[ the corners of her mouth quirk. thor's arrival reminds her of simpler times (of the first time the avengers saved the world). the team is missing something without him, undoubtedly, even as members are added and subtracted, and the whole crumbles.

after a moment, she scoots over enough to slot under his arm and lean against his chest. the warmth confirms he was telling the truth. of course he was. it's thor. ]


Can't say I expected to see you when I woke up this morning.

[ natasha expected to awaken in a shitty motel room overseas, with a bottled-blonde waiting for her in the bathroom, or in a car with fake plates, driving on dirt roads to meet her kgb contacts. ]
nineteenfortyfive: (BASHFUL)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-02 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Not excuses, just--[Covering his ass, somewhat. Claire purses her lips together as she figures out how to word what she wants to express.]

You know how they are around your age. It's no different in the 18th century, and while Jamie's always been ahead of men of his time, sometimes he does put his foot in his mouth rather spectacularly.
enfeeble: (pic#12402342)

[personal profile] enfeeble 2018-07-02 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ OH NO. ]

Young man!

[ Unlike Shinji, who had struggled to move five centimetres in the snow, All Might leaps easily from where he's standing toward Shinji, reaching his side in two massive strides. He doubts that Shinji has had any serious damage done to him (and also, this is all VR), but he fears that he might've broken his nose if he ended up meeting the ice block with his face. ]

Young man, can you hear me? [ Putting a hand on Shinji's shoulder, he just picks him right up into a bridal carry. It's like carrying a pair of grapes. ] Don't worry, I'll find you a medic. You're going to be fine!
thetaintedsorrow: (I’m listening)

[personal profile] thetaintedsorrow 2018-07-02 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Don’t tell me you’ve never done anything illegal.
desistor: (mask())

[personal profile] desistor 2018-07-02 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[This lack of faith. Teasing seems to get her hackles up, but it also brings her confidence back around. So, probably a net win.]

Wait, wait, wait. [Back up a sec.] Is it "Mob" or "Slime?"

[Make up your mind, kiddo. Even the Transistor seems to get in on the confusion, the little white readout blipping into his awareness as >SLIME? as it slides its way vapidly back in their direction, blowing a series of Very Threatening bubbles.]

...Either way. Pretty sure we could take 'em.

[If it really is as bad as she thinks. (Then again, Futaba also thinks he's going to attack when she least expects it, apparently.)]
alibabas: (pic#12403612)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-02 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh? [ What kind of question is that, verbal communication is way too difficult. ] A slime is a type of mob. [ It's not ... patient, per se. Or an answer to a question. It's definitely a "why don't you know this, have you never played a video game before".

But then he also has a nose scar so maybe he doesn't play video games?? He's probably a guy who goes to the gym to pick up girls or something, or so her internet dwelling tells her.

Whatever. She easily waves off all of that at the pseudo-permission she received to TAKE THAT GUY DOWN, she's here for this. Futaba steals a glance at his face again, then at his sword, taking a moment to study it.

A beat, then: ]
Sooo... [ Because this is Her Territory, she definitely knows what's going on now. ] Are you a tank, or a DPS? [ ... ] Or maybe a hybrid? I guess if you're fast enough...
warmare: (崩壊)

why do i love this

[personal profile] warmare 2018-07-02 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I-

[She hates it, she's always hated the more bestial way wild jinba would bite and kick as if they were no better than animals, always looked down her nose at such behavior, and yet all she wants to do in this moment is sink her teeth into him.

Not even him.]


am not-

[Anyone. Anything. Any sort of pain or violence or rage that would allow her to scream or cry or die, which seems a far better option than what she's woken to. Even with his hands on her throat, a move that shows the whites of her eyes even wilder, she doesn't stop, gritting out the words despite, an attempt at a headbutt arrested by the good grip he has found in her pontytail.]

a horse!

[Or a good girl.

Because one dirty move deserves another, (so this is how far she has fallen?), and the grip she had in his own hair slips down... with her thumb heading for his eye if he doesn't thrash out of the way.]
givingback: (20.)

[personal profile] givingback 2018-07-02 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
So, a typical man. Got it.

[ A man who probably isn't ready to be the parent of a 20-year-old. Good thing she doesn't need anymore parenting because she's so adult now. ]

It still...works out between the two of you? I mean, I know he was already married to you at his age now. But if he's so much younger, it means he didn't grow with you, right? He still has the same mentality of twenty years ago.
almaredemptoris: (Default)

[personal profile] almaredemptoris 2018-07-02 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[His countenance softens as he realizes that this is but an accident. He briefly studies the young man before him, noting the wooden hand in place of one that must have been injured, and the garb that even in his eyes is old-fashioned.]

Yes, I had some such trouble earlier... I can think of no satisfying explanation for it, yet it is so all the same.

[He then crosses the small room, standardized like all the other hundreds of rooms that comprise their lodgings aboard the station, absent of personal affects.]

Well, let us see if we can get you on the way to the kitchens.

[This he says as he opens the door, assuming that beyond it lies the hallway. (Spoilers: it probably won't be the hallway.)]