Team Door, ASSEMBLE

[solarcharged]

» WHO? Team Door… that’s EVERYONE because you’re all automatically drafted now, congratulations
» WHEN? Forward dated to 15th June
» WHERE? The door with the porthole on Deck 2
» WHAT? Eight hours’ worth of beating up a door
» WARNINGS? None

Team Door have identified a likely-looking door to attack! This door, located on Deck 2, has a porthole through which some blinking lights can be seen. It’s the most likely-looking door to go for, so this is how things will unfold:

1. Feel free to handwave that Apollo, Kaldur or Amos (or anyone else involved) has been in touch with your character to let them know that door shenanigans are about to go down
2. With Amos’s space engineering expertise they manage to depressurise an area around the door, effectively creating a small airlock within a section of the corridor
3. The general plan is to overwhelm the door, so that whoever is tackling it first uses whatever force they can to try to open it until they have to tap out from exhaustion, and then they get swapped out for the next person and so on and so forth
4. It will then take characters some 8 hours of flinging themselves/their powers at the door. The exhaustion and weakness that comes with attempting to damage the station will increasingly hamper their progress
5. There will be no visible progress in the first three hours but eventually cracks will start to appear and on the eighth hour the door will give
6. Once the door gives way, the mods will let us know what magical things will be found on the other side... (edit: looks like this will be announced OOCly by the mods before the 15th)

Things of note:

• Edit: explanation of the three sections that make up the corridor-airlock-door sequence of areas (with a handy image too):
  1. First section is the normal corridors, where people are resting up when they're getting the woozy feelings/getting their orange slices/getting into the suits. This is a normal station environment
  2. Then there is a second section - the ante room/airlock area where the pressure keeps on cycling to let people in and out so when you get in from the station corridor the pressure is the same
  3. And then the depressurized area with the door
• Characters can find 15 suits in or near assorted air locks in those areas of the station as is accessible to them at this time
• Characters can go in to the depressurised airlock in teams or in pairs, whatever works best for them
• The longer they keep attacking the door, the more quickly they grow exhausted and unable to access their powers/strength
• Exhaustion + space suits = not a great time for anyone involved
• Use this post to play out as much/as little as you need

Comments

[lightduties]

[Oh. Oh wow those eyes are moving. Well. Okay then. This is fine. Rhea'li just takes this all in stride.

But then she starts apologising and he just shakes his head.]

But you did not, so you have nothing to apologise for.

[Though... a sharp pain lances through his head, and his brings his hand up to his forehead as the familiar sensation of an oncoming vision whisks his mind elsewhere...]

1/3

[wingstosee]

I mean, you can say that? But I still...

[ her voice fades away into the aether, a ringing pain accompanying it, and suddenly rhea'li is seeing a different world. ]

2/3

[wingstosee]

[ the setting: the attic of a shoddily constructed cabin, filled with junk and tools that haven't seen use in years. a redheaded girl - jupiter - holds tightly onto the arm of a brunette, neptune. she is restraining her from kicking at something, speakers hooked into an eldritch cacophany of wires and crystals and static. and venus, with her wings and eyes aplenty - he is small, and human, and scratching at his shoulder.

neptune is shouting, a hurt fury in her voice. jupiter winces, unable to look her in the eye. ]

You're being good for people that fucking hate you, and you're good even if you say you're not good, because what else kind of person would hate themselves but someone who was really good?!

I'm not-

[ neptune keeps shouting, but she is a background image; blurry, out of focus. venus is the center of attention. he moves down his arm, scratching and digging his nails deep in, impossibly deep, until they snag on something. neptune continues her tirade- ]

I'm so mad, why not martyr yourself for US this time! For YOU! You deserve-

[ -and he pulls with all his might.

there is no pain, no gruesome tearing of skin. the arm is just sloughed off, peachy skin and all, and in its place pure light is left behind. for a moment, venus cannot speak; neptune and jupiter continue arguing, and venus is left alone to admire a body that is actually hers. she speaks quietly, and somehow the others hear, turning to look with expressions somewhere between fear and envy. ]

Found it.

[ like a flower, venus is in bloom. like a heart, venus is beating. like a soul - she is shining like a soul. ]

I am the devil.

[ her arm lies on the floor. it's a pale, bloodless thing. someone else's body now. not hers.

slowly, the echo fades into white. ]

3/3

[wingstosee]

[ the ringing recedes, and rhea'li is left outside an airlock with a very concerned devil staring at him. ]

...you alright? Oh my god. Oh my god? Please say something.