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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!

warmare: (騎射)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-07-03 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[How dare he stand there, make that face, as if she were not deadly serious? As if she threw such words around in play, as if this was some sort of game?

She wants nothing more than to show him how wrong he is, to rip him limb from limb and teach him what it was to make such challenge to a jinba. But to do so would only prove the points that humans always make about her kind, prove her an animal more than a person-

So it's the bow she reaches for, snarling as she gets to her feet... and draws it. The bow is taller than Kagari is, yet despite the strength that must be needed to wield it, Hayame pulls the bowstring back without a single hint of effort.

And levels it at his head.]


I said leave.
sheriffing: (🌟 184)

[personal profile] sheriffing 2018-07-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Ask anyone back home and they'd tell him that her magic is the result of true love. Apparently being the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming comes with a few perks, and lately, Emma's done her best to try to become a little more comfortable with using them. She still defaults to fighting the old fashioned way and prefers her fists (or a sword) to anything especially magical, but punching the door doesn't seem like a great idea to her.

That is, until Bucky drops the "metal arm" warning and she takes a step back to keep from getting in his way. Metal on metal is a painful sound with the realization that it's a part of him, and the worst part is, it doesn't fully work. The dented door isn't worth the way he goes down, visibly in pain as soon as he makes contact. "What the hell, Bucky. And I thought Hook was bad." She's seen him use his weapon for every use he can think of, just not when he knew he would suffer for it.

There's no point in asking him if he's alright, one look at him confirms that hurt like hell. So when she reaches, it's for his good side, guiding him towards one of the beds so that he can at least sit down and catch his breath. "You know what, let's take a break. Opening the door isn't that much of a win if you end up back in stasis before you can get out of here."
warmare: (恐慌)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-07-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
I am not here for you to see.

[She's been looked at far enough in her life. Every damned Exhibition Day since she was old enough to hold a bow, for lords and their messengers to consider if it was worth paying the price of a small fief to have her in their stables.]

And I never asked to see new things.

[Who was mad enough to wish for such a thing? To wish for this insane view of the stars?]
hellzone: (GRIN ♪ i love this already)

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-07-03 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
He said she was flawless. Yoshiko's eyes light up as she repeats her badly-mangled phrase in Infernal again. Aw yeah. She's got this.

Wait a moment though. He's met many fallen angels? On the one hand, there's this part of Yoshiko's brain that points out that fallen angels don't exist. On the other hand, she's on a spaceship with a demon guy and there also was a dragon at some point. Maaaaybe he's right.

"What other sort of fallen angels have you met?" she asks, in a tone that's a mixture of genuine curiosity and slight suspicion.
hellzone: (HUH ♪ wait what)

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-07-03 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my God, grandpa is so tall. Yoshiko moves out of the broom closet into the hallway. All the while, she's downright staring at Reinhardt with a look that's equal parts her being impressed and her being confused. She's never met someone that strong. Likewise, she's never met someone that old and that strong!

"It's Yohane," she explains, still goggling a bit. "Not Fraulein." Yoshiko you idiot, Fraulein isn't a name.
hellzone: (SAD ♪ things suck even more)

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-07-03 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately, my powers are stymied by these doors, [ Yoshiko sighs. She got herself stuck in a broom closet. It wasn't dignified. ]

Is there a large meeting room or a cafeteria? Maybe we should start there first.
warmare: (衰弱)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-07-03 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[What would she like to do?

She'd like to sleep, like they do, rather than be awake as the only one to see it. No- she'd rather be dead. Dead like she'd planned to be, like she and Matsukaze had planned. She was supposed to rejoin her master, pretend to not be a traitor... and then meet him by the cliff, he with his gunpowder necklace and she with a torch.

So why is she here, alive, while they look like corpses? Why, why-

She lashes out, a back hoof kicking up against the back of the pod behind her, once, twice, loud, offensive noises of hoof on metal, making her wince and her fingers to tighten whiter knuckle on the glass before her. Childish, weak, womanly, disgusting-]


When has it ever mattered what I wanted?

[She-]

What do they want from me?
nineteenfortyfive: (COSTUME)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-03 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[There wasn't a lot of time for questions before. After they returned from Scotland, it was easier to just not talk about what happened that summer. Now, Claire knows it was a mistake that led to Bree suffering, unsure of who she was. So of course she can ask her anything.]

You're making me choose?

[She asks with a laugh.]

Most certainly your stubbornness. Frank liked to think that was my doing, but... it's definitely the Fraser in you.
nanamari: (everyone dies)

[personal profile] nanamari 2018-07-03 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gabriel's voice sounds nothing like the death rasp she heard the last time he spoke, and it makes her doubt what they're up against. She can make a few guesses at the kind of game he's trying to run and why, but nothing quite lines up with the way he's behaving.

Reinhardt had been missing some memories before he was sent back to the pods. It's not impossible that the same couldn't be true for Gabriel. But if that's the case...

Better to control the situation before she tries to take it apart. Ana keeps her sidearm trained on Gabriel, even as Jack grabs for him. The moment of contact is when she fires off her first shot, hoping she's predicted his movement well enough to get him in the shoulder.

She doesn't watch to see if he goes down. She's already reloading, reading her next shot if there's a need for it. ]
earthy: ([ ← depart ])

[personal profile] earthy 2018-07-03 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Terra shuffles after Ven into the bedroom proper.

There's another short pause before he detours to a small storage compartment and, fulfilling Ven's secret wish, produces a matching pajama shirt. He takes his time unfolding and picking the lint off it before he pulls it on, giving himself a minute with his back to Ven to collect his thoughts. (Keeping his back turned is also very helpful in hiding his wince at Ven's next question.)]


I'm Terra.

[Okay, so... Ven's from the future, like the others are. He lost his heart at some point and became a Nobody. He calls himself Roxas now. Most likely the name that 'Superior' guy gave him.

And, most importantly of all, he's lost most or maybe even all of his memories.

Which means Terra needs to be careful here. Too many questions or too much information all at once might break him again. Ven collapsing to his knees screaming and passing out again is about the last thing Terra wants to see happen right now.]


Does my name ring any bells? Or maybe the name 'Aqua'?

[personal profile] ayes 2018-07-03 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
ok
i mean im ok with that sure

im still kinda curious though

so did you really work for a circus? what sorta things did you do there
tricks and stuff?

[personal profile] ayes 2018-07-03 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
You's face falls at the question, and it's obvious what her answer is going to be even before she says it.

"...yeah, I think so," she answers, quietly. "I mean, there's no way to check, is there? But everything I remember..." she trails off.

It's all gone. Uranohoshi, Uchiura, her beloved sea, Chika's family ryokan, Japan...

"--but! Everyone's safe, you know? Everyone we know is safe up in the pods!" she hastily adds, as though trying to cheer her friend up.
pullsheavendown: (※ you have seen this all before)

[personal profile] pullsheavendown 2018-07-03 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[The shirt doesn't make a lot of difference to the sheer strangeness of this situation, but it does make a difference. Roxas watches flossing-shirt guy carefully, not willing to lower his guard, and gives him the time to think about whatever it is he's thinking about before he speaks.]

Terra and Aqua...

[He gives it some thought. Even if neither name sounds immediately familiar, he's lost memories twice now, if the memories of his original self, the ones that would have been his if Sora had remained a Heartless, count as lost. Roxas has to at least consider it, even if he's not and has never been known as Ventus.

But there's nothing.]


No.

[It feels like he should maybe add a 'sorry', but he doesn't.]

How did you know I'm a Nobody?
decathlons: (spider-man) (☢ space)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-03 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ peggy says the dragon's name, and peter shivers a little. he'd heard about the dragon from the dream-that-wasn't of darma, and the screens around the station don't leave a lot to the imagination. don't -- leave much to the imagination? it's not just the gruesome clarity with which the rotting dragon is visible, but the discomfort that just looking at him causes. even now, some time away from looking at those screens, he feels echoes of that pain, a jittery feeling at knowing it's not -- actually that far away. ]

I've seen those video screen things around. You mean you were down there when that monster was destroying everything?

[ open awe? open awe. ]
lednikovyy: CW (We'll love again)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-03 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Been there and done that in real life. I'm going to pass." His memory is still full of holes, but he remembers falling from the train as clearly as he remembers anything else from the war. He remembers the wind ripping at his coat and the knowledge that he was about to die.

Except then he didn't.

"I'm pretty sure if we're on a mountain that we're supposed to build ourselves some shelter from the wind with packed snow and wait it out until we can see again."
pullsheavendown: (※ you call my name)

imagine a life without pop culture...

[personal profile] pullsheavendown 2018-07-03 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
oh
haha


[Yeah, he's laughing, he totally gets it for sure.]

is the looking for friendship part a joke too
nineteenfortyfive: (WAYS)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-03 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
We absolutely do.

[There are a few that enjoy the chaos and the suffering, but Claire does believe, for the most part, the Natha saved good people. People that want to help and make a difference.]

I've seen some of the people here be incredibly brave and clever. I'm not worried.

[Except she is.]

[personal profile] ayes 2018-07-03 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
its pretty rough
there was a giant undead dragon
they didnt have those back home

but just like you said
we all have to fight together right?
even if our friends are asleep we can make new ones
decathlons: was so questionable (☢ the editing on this scene)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-03 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ peter and ned had once had a late night discussion intently wondering if the winter soldier (or captain america, for that matter) had a sense of humor. it turns out the answer is yes?? and ned totally owes him a soda and a bag of fritos. ]

I mean. When someone's on the other end, yeah. [ he's hilarious. ] Not right now, though.
lednikovyy: CW (Can't find my way home)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-03 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Bucky nods, going back to eating. There are so few people Bucky feels any attachment to anymore. So much of his life feels lost to time and even though seeing Peggy here feels like a miracle, he knows better than to expect to see any of the Commandos or anyone from Brooklyn. Life's just not that kind.

Or maybe it's not that cruel. He can't imagine letting his ma see him like this. She'd look right into his eyes and know about all the blood on his hands. He doesn't think he could survive that.

He shakes the thought. It's not something Peggy should have to deal with. He should focus on her and Steve.
]

I'm not sure if I believe it. Steve's self-preservation instincts are almost non-existent on a good day.
decathlons: was so questionable (☢ the editing on this scene)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-03 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
I mean. I couldn't blame you for being a little worried. There is, like, a giant dragon down there and everything.

[ and a storm that can apparently swallow planets and rip holes in the sky, no....big deal.... ]
lednikovyy: CW (When they rifle in)

(TW: brainwashing)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-03 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Not his best plan. Not his worst, either. He's had some bad plans in his life, especially back when he and Steve had been kids.

He lets her help him, though he's careful not to give her too much of his weight. Between the metal and all the muscle, he weighs even more than he looks like he would and he can take his own weight as long as she helps him stay balanced.

When he sits, it's with a light oomph.

"Who's Hook? Another idiot?" He's feeling alright enough to joke at his own expense, at least.

Once he has a minute to catch his breath, left arm curled against his body protectively, he straightens up a little and looks at her again. "I'll be alright. Hurts like hell, but it's hard to damage it and I'm pretty sturdy, too."

He remembers some of the things he used to do with it when he'd been brainwashed. He'd stopped bullets, dug his fingers into asphalt and acted like the arm was just an inanimate tool, but he'd felt all of it. Pain just hadn't been something he'd reacted to the sensation of.
revlon: (095)

[personal profile] revlon 2018-07-03 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ She laughs at that, shaking her head a little. She's forgotten, in the months that he's been asleep, how good it feels to have someone around who knows Steve as well as she does. No — who knows him better. Who's known him longer. Everyone else had met him in the 21st century, well after the legend of Captain America had seeped into the public consciousness, when everyone had their own ideas of who he was, what he represents. She and Bucky are the only ones who know what he was like before all that. ]

How else will he get the job done? [ Her expression softens, all teasing aside. ] It's a good thing you're back, then. Someone has to keep him in check.

[ Because God knows she could be charging out there with him, shoulder to shoulder. ]
decathlons: (☢ decathlon)

a true tragedy

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-07-03 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
I never joke about friendship

[ doesn't he tho ]

What's your name?
unos: (ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs on a gold wire)

no reply. it's just a corpse.

[personal profile] unos 2018-07-03 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Really, Katsura should know better. He's played Dragon Quest before. It's a dated enough reference for him to understand. He knows what slimes are.

But real life, 3D slimes are just so... cute. Not as cute as a cat, but pretty cute, and rather than keeping a respectable distance Katsura has instead elected to scoop one up and carry it around like a friend. Because it is one.

Not unlike a certain naturally wavy-haired idiot rolling around on the floor, and while Katsura feels a jolt of something like relief at finally seeing Gintoki up and about again...
]

Honestly, Gintoki, what sort of samurai can't handle a single slime?

[ Really, that slime did him a favor, making him drop his ice cream like that. And speaking of slimes, the one in Katsura's arms gurgles, then spits out a iridescent bubble filled with mint-colored fog, which slowly drifts through the air. ]
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