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❪ test drive #6 ❫
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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 —
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: 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! |
shinjiro aragaki | persona 3
BREAKING & ENTERING II
BRRRRREAKING & ENTERING III (ACTUALLY, JUST BRRRRR, NO -EAKING OR ENTERING)
WILDCARD
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[ He's completely wiped from the Nadril simulator—still dreaming about it too, so the interruption doesn't manage to wake him. Instead he latches onto the intruder unthinkingly, leeching off their warmth. (It's... so cold... so cold... he'll never be warm again...)
And for good measure he sleepily mumbles a name that definitely doesn't belong to his 'visitor', ]
Mona..................
[ (Where is Morgana if not by his side making sure he goes the fuq to bed??? It is a mystery!!!) ]
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The sudden arm around his heck has him stiffening and pulling back reflexively, but for a passed out guy the grip is surprisingly strong. He grunts and tries to pull away again, only to freeze when he hears something low muttered into his ear.
Mona??
Is he being used as some stand-in for this poor sap's girlfriend?? (Akira now confirmed for furry.) ]
Hey! [ Another grunt, another pull....nothing. ] Let go, I'm not your girlfriend.
[ If this guy doesn't let go in the next three seconds, he's getting an elbow to the gut. ]
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Also it's kinda nice people assume he has a girlfriend when really all he has is his cat... (Shinji, by the way, makes a terrible cat, and even in his sleep Akira's deeply confused by why Mona isn't even a little soft. ...And why he smells like a hobo.) ]
...Hn.
[ —Is his unintelligible reply. He doesn't let go, but at least he doesn't squeeze either, completely dead to the world and Shinji's growing exasperation.
Pls elbow him in the gut. ]
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Neither of them are what Shinji really wants to be at the moment, and as his struggles grow more futile, the lengths he's willing to go to multiply exponentially. No particular part of him wants to cause bodily harm to a stranger who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, but neither does he want to be caught in this extremely compromising position by this guy's girlfriend.
(Some girls, as he's quickly learned, are downright insane.)
So after another ten seconds, he does what any self-respecting hobo would do and proceeds to knock his head backwards and bonk Akira right on the nose, with no small amount of force.
Hopefully this guy isn't relying on a perfectly sculpted nose as the basis for his good looks. ]
breaking & entering part 2: no breakerino enterino
Hey, watch where you're kicking your friends. [ Said amicably, as he steps into the room. ] One might think you're not a nice person with a boot like that!
[ No harm, no foul. ]
... do they double as a hat?
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These things aren't my friends.
[ BECAUSE HE HAS NO FRIENDS!!!!! That's a lie, he has friends, but they're all fast asleep in those weird pod things.
Another one tries to wiggle up his leg, only to be shaken off. ]
They're pests, is what they are.
[ He really wants to have a severe word with whoever thought keeping them around was a good idea. ]
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Maybe you're the pest, and you interrupted whatever party they were having? [ He's not outside of trying to find the most preposterous yet humorous possibility, approaching Shinjiro with his hands behind his back and his tail starting to sway back and forth. ] Or perhaps they're attracted to your temper?
[ Kneeling down, he gets a better look at the slime that the human shook off. Blue with an empty smile. ]
Either way, they don't seem all too dangerous.
[ Even though the one he's paying attention to is... definitely drooling. ]
brrrrrr
He never wanted his power to be the cause of more problems than they were the solution. ]
Hm.
[ But it seems like applying his power is a lot harder to do in VR than real life, and he stops to ponder to himself for a moment. Eventually, he reaches out to make a more pointed strike against the block of ice and.
Promptly sends it sailing across the snow toward Shinji. ]
Oh no!
i can't believe this
Not that his reaction time is poor, per se, but some of the cold's started to set in and the snow makes for difficult terrain to traverse through. So when he spots the ice block sailing in his direction, eyes wide with alarm, his futile attempts to get out of the way results only in him sliding onto his knees - his loafers really had not been designed with the arctic in mind - and thus getting slammed in the midsection by a giant block of ice.
The ice block slows slightly, thanks to the laws of physics, but Shinji definitely goes flying—right into his own untouched ice block. One small corner chips off. 1/10 for technique.
RIP Shinji, he died as he lived, a sad corpse of a teenage boy. ]
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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!
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For now, he has an image to maintain.
Feebly, he swats at the figure looming above him, cracking his eyes open just enough to squint against the bright arctic sunlight. ]
'm fine.
[ He absolutely is not. ]
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Is that so?
[ He also knows the way of young men, and how they prefer to put on a brave face, unhurt by and invulnerable to the difficulties of life. There's no need to bruise Shinji's pride after nearly knocking him unconscious.
There doesn't seem to be a medic around however, which leads him to believe that injuries in this imagined reality aren't meant to be a real concern. With a few steps away from the crowd, he sets Shinji gently back onto the ground, a hand on his back to support his weight. ]
Are you able to focus? How is the pain?
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But thankfully the pain's already fading, the imagined pain of VR specifically designed (in this case, at least) not to last all too long. Groaning, he pushes himself back into a sitting position, eyes still squinting against the dull ache - and the large figure halo'd by the bright arctic sunlight. ]
Like I said, I'm fine.
[ Physically, if not mentally, but whatever mental anguish he's experience is by no means All Might's doing. He lifts his hand and waves the man off dismissively. ]
You can get back to your work.
[ No point in wasting any time and energy on him. ]
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Well, perhaps I overreacted.
[ To be fair, All Might did send a huge ice black crashing into him and Shinji did go down like a fly. ]
As you can see, I'm having a bit of trouble with the ice blocks. It seems as though my physical strength operates differently in this virtual reality. I might learn more by observing.
[ He stands back up, grin and attitude as if Shinji couldn't possibly refuse while holding out a hand for All Might to take. ]
If you're up to the task, young man.
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Not to mention, he's a delinquent sometimes but not a complete asshole, especially to his elders.
Slowly, he gets back up to his feet, shoulders turned inward as he peers at All Might. ]
What do you need?
[ If it's to stand as a target while All Might tests out varying levels of strength, then no thanks. ]
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[ All Might assumes his "thinking" pose, crossing his arms and holding his chin as he considers the deadly ice block. ]
How would you shape this block to protect yourself from arctic winds? For myself, it's a simple matter of striking it with my bare hands, but it can't be that easy for everyone.
[ It's something to consider whenever he runs in to Deku again, since he wouldn't want his student to break his hands chopping up an ice block. He'd thought that being a mentor would come naturally to him—his teacher never seemed to have any trouble knowing exactly what to do—but it's taking more creativity than he originally imagined. ]
can i wildcard the first prompt a bit?? sweats
But unlike him, she doesn't really bother to concern herself with whose bed is whose, or where she falls asleep. She can do that anywhere. As much as he doesn't expect to land on someone, she doesn't expect to be landed on, and he shocks her awake. Usually she'd never immediately growl at someone, but she's transitioning out of her deep-sleep state, she doesn't realize what's happening, only feels the weight, and scrambles up in the same instance he's moving back, yelp-snarl telling him off.
She's half off the bed when she finally does look up at him, front paws on the floor, ears drooping, bleary-eyed. Oh. It's just... a boy. For growling at him, she tries to whimper out an apology, but it amounts to a grumbling groan. It had been a good nap for the duration it lasted.]
I
Though it's not exactly soft
Since he has abs and all
He makes a quiet noise in surprise, before his hand goes right to grab Shinjiro's hair, fingers curling around the strands.
But after a few moments, the blue haired man's eyes open, and he peers down. Seemed he grabbed right out of reflex.]
Oh, hey.
[Hello stranger in his room, what brings you here to his bed.]