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reveriemod ([personal profile] reveriemod) wrote in [community profile] reverielogs2018-08-01 07:17 pm

( 004 » ENSEMBLE ) decay

» WHO? EVERYONE
» WHEN? August 1 - 31
» WHERE? the entire station
» WHAT? Characters begin suffering mysterious and varied symptoms. (More info can be found HERE.)
» WARNINGS? illness, body transformation, loss of limb, general body horror, blood, gore





0 0 1 » STAGE 1

Characters start suffering from a light fever. They’ll feel tired and achy, more inclined to bundle up in a warm sweater (if they have one) and drink tea or have chicken soup in bed than anything else. Unfortunately, the food fabricators still don’t provide the best comfort food.

Admittedly: some people are more affected than others. Some don’t seem to be affected at all.



0 0 2 » STAGE 2

For some characters, the fever will go away and they will feel fine for a brief period. It was probably just a cold, right? And then new symptoms set in: something dark and black spreads from their heart toward their extremities through their veins, making them stand out strongly. It hurts a little, or maybe a lot and no one knows what causes this or what it is that is spreading so darkly through their veins.

For some other characters, the fever will also go away and they will feel fine for a brief period before different symptoms set in: something hard starts spreading beneath their skin, making movements just a little more difficult for affected areas. The pain of this ranges from light discomfort to severe.

For yet other characters, the fever grows worse. They experience hallucinations of their extremities turning to dust, just the way it looks when someone arrives on or disappears from the station. They lose sensation in their extremities during those hallucinatory episodes, so if they reach out to touch something with a hand they think has disappeared, they’ll feel nothing. If they try to walk and then hallucinate their legs disappearing, they’ll stumble and fall to the floor.




0 0 3 » STAGE 3

For some characters, the blackness spreads and brings additional symptoms and worsening conditions with it: their skin starts to rot and fall off, toe or fingernails or entire toes or fingers might rot and fall off, wounds open that ooze a black and foul smelling, thick fluid dripping without looking to stop even if pressure is applied. It’s painful, and the open, infected looking wounds will not close, however much characters try to treat them.

Slowly, these characters’ bodies seem to rot and decay while they still live. For non-organic characters, it’s as if their wires are melting down, metals merging together and seeping through components.

For other characters, the hardness spreads and brings additional symptoms and worsening conditions with it: some of their joints may no longer move at all, their skin turning hard and impenetrable. Characters will also their sensory perception of affected limbs/surfaces, becoming unable to notice when someone touches them on an affected area. They may also lose any other sense if the infection spreads to their eyes, their ears, their mouths. Moving is slow, difficult, painful, until it becomes practically impossible. The noises their joints make seem robotic.

Slowly, these characters seem to turn into something else. Something hard and metallic, something unfeeling and impenetrable. Something inhuman?

For those who were still suffering from the fever, it seems like there is finally some good news: the fever lets up - but then affected characters find first their skin and increasingly the entirety of their body turning translucent and insubstantial. It will start with their skin and spread to the tissue beneath. One moment, they are able to see their own organs working, their heart pumping as their ribcage turns see-through… and a while later, well. Have you ever watched someone’s heart disappear? Now’s your chance.

It might reappear for a moment, as though flickering in and out of existence. It might disappear entirely. Slowly, these characters seem to fade from existence.



0 0 4 » STAGE 4

The tables turn as characters’ bodies gain ground in the fight to return back to normal, but some changes disappear sooner than others and some might even seem to be permanent.



0 0 5 » INVESTIGATION

What is wrong with you? What is wrong with everyone? What caused it and how can these symptoms be treated, halted, reversed?

Is there a cure or is it possible to at least understand what’s going on?



twoaffirmations: (game | so that's where you were)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-08-03 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
I c-c-c-can walk. [9S struggles to get the word out, grimacing at his stammering. It's not like the way a human might stammer o let their brain catch up with their mouth. For 9S, it's purely mechanical. He's malfunctioning. There must be something wrong with his vocal processor, along a myriad of other issues that suddenly compounded on him.]

I just need a h-hand. Haha. You're looking pretty awful yourrrrself.
reposing: (TO MEEEEE)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-08-03 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
I will manage. [He has to manage. Alucard has no choice about it.

Still, he will not insist otherwise. Alucard holds out his hand to take 9S' to help him stand up.]


I want to do a full examination. [Though he doesn't fathom it'll change anything. He fears he cannot help 9S either.]
twoaffirmations: (game | he's grace)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-08-03 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
That's not it. I want to h...help.

[9S reaches out, grasping Alucard's hand in his own as he clumsily pulls himself to his feet. He stumbles at first, but manage to keep himself standing despite the sparking and dangerous creaking coming from his knees.]

If you can l-l-learn anything from looking at me... I can be opened safely. A human can't.

[That's not to say the state of his body wasn't worrying him, but he could be repaired. He could be fixed. A human only had so many chances.]
reposing: (pulled my trigger now he's dead)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-08-03 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
I know you do, Nines.

[If nothing else, 9S has always been motivated to make himself as useful as possible. Alucard doesn't desire to exploit it, but he understands committing oneself to a cause, putting everything on the line to try to benefit others.]

I could attempt to replace what is broken or infected, but I doubt I have the necessary pieces -- and I fear that doing that will simply cause the infection to spread once more.

But I will look. Do not let me risk your life, however. If I do something dangerous to you, you must tell me.
twoaffirmations: (game | defeat)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-08-04 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Haha... Yeah, well. Let's just s-see what the d-d-damge is.

[Needless to say, his hopes aren't high with the sudden severe malfunctioning, and the fact he can't locate a virus. That doesn't even begin to cover the rust, and the potential physical damage to his internal systems if it's spread.

Alucard doesn't want to risk his life, but he's not even sure if he's going to live through this.]


If it is compatible between human and a-android... Be careful. Okay?

[He starts to drag himself in the direction of the clinic, one hand pressed against the wall and the other clutching his abdomen.]
reposing: (Gallileogallileo)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-08-09 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
I will try. Though it should not kill me.

[Probably. Who knows, anymore?

Patiently, Alucard remains at 9S' side, not stepping ahead of him. He keeps his pace slow and steady, letting him have his pride but waiting in case he is needed to assist the android.

Eventually, they make their way into the clinic. Alucard is working on arranging his tools and finding a pair of gloves to stretch on.]


Do you need help on the examination table?
twoaffirmations: (game | soft boy)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-08-10 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[9S manages another weak, but grim laugh.] I'd feel pretty...b-bad if it did. You're t...the only person I trust to open m-mmme.

[When they finally enter the clinic, 9S breathes a small sigh of relief. The examination table is a few inches taller than his waist, and realizing that he'd have to hoist himself up to it, he grimaces and nods his head.] Y-yeah...sorry. I'm kind of heavy.