MOD LOG

[reveriemod]

» WHO? EVERYONE
» WHEN? September 1-15
» WHERE? all over Reverie Terminal
» WHAT? Characters do some research -- and independently of that, find out they are not alone aboard the station. And then the command deck goes dark.
» WARNINGS? History. Paranoia. Possible electrocution.

0 0 1 » RESEARCH TIME ( sept 1-15)

The library is finally open. While ill, its books and magazines may have been a welcome distraction for characters and they will continue to be the main shield against boredom aboard the station -- but it might be used for something more, too.

From the magazines and newspapers available in the library’s database, it might be able to piece together some of Reverie Terminal’s history and the reasons for its construction. In short: time to hit the books!

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0 0 2 » DISCUSSION TIME (sept 1-15)

The mysteries of the station won’t solve themselves. The newspapers and magazines will help, but short of years of historical research, characters will need to work together to piece together the station’s past -- and that of its planet of origin.

Different characters hold different pieces of the puzzle, so it is vital that they share information and talk to one another about what they’ve found, no matter how inconsequential it may seem.

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0 0 3 » CUSTOM INTELLIGENCE REVERIE STATION (sept 4)

There have been indications before that characters aren’t alone. Some characters have theorised that someone is behind all of the terrible things that keep happening to them. Whether they are right or wrong about that remains to be seen, but now characters will find that they truly are not alone.

A message pops up on all character devices:

Hello. I am CIRSTA. How can I help?

( ♪ )

0 0 4 » REACTIVE (sept 4 onward)

CIRSTA seems to be programmed to help and serve as support for the crew of Reverie Terminal, which is reason to be hopeful, isn’t it? At the same time, her entering the scene now might make some characters feel uncomfortable. How much do you trust an artificial intelligence that has been quiet for months?

And where, aboard a station full of cameras, does one go to discuss whether to trust CIRSTA or not without her noticing? It’s not paranoid to worry about an AI watching your every move, is it -- though let’s hope you don’t offend any of the AIs aboard with that kind of worry.

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0 0 5 » COMMAND TROUBLE (sept 9-15)

As though a previously silent AI was not enough for characters to wrap their heads around, the command deck goes dark. CIRSTA puts it down to a lack of energy being routed to the command deck and others will be able to confirm this diagnosis.

If characters want to regain access to the functionality of the command deck, they need to find what is causing the electrical outage and fix it -- preferably quickly. Those who know something about electrical engineering will need to tell others how to go about finding the problem, staying safe during, and then how to repair it.

CIRSTA can help (if characters trust her enough to listen to her).

( ♪ )

0 0 5 . 1 » FINDING THE ISSUE

None of the panels covering the cables that supply the command deck with energy look to have been touched, so characters will need to check them one by one, opening them (gently!). Working in teams is advisable. Remember to stay safe as you do so!

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0 0 5 . 2 » WHO WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS?

CIRSTA’s diagnosis turns out to be correct: there is an energy outage. There is an energy outage because someone or something ripped the wires apart, leaving them frayed and laying limply, though now and again they spark with electricity.

Who would sabotage the station like this? An investigation will yield no results: there are no fingerprints, no ripped clothing, nothing.

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0 0 5 . 3 » FIXING IT

Even without the command code that characters have not yet figured out, the command deck has the radar that will tell characters whether a meteor or anything else large enough to impact the station’s structural integrity is coming their way, it has the environmental controls, the video logs of the past crew and the map of the station. Who knows what possibilities it will give characters once they have the command code, too?

Better fix the problem, then.

CIRSTA is happy to guide characters through the process, if they’ll trust her enough to listen. But maybe there’s someone on board with (some) knowledge of electrical engineering who can help?

The most important thing is to avoid electrocution while fixing things.

( ♪ )

As usual, please warn in the subject lines if necessary.

Comments

[cirsta]

Hello. I am CIRSTA. How can I help?

un: DJ_Hyperfresh

[hyperfresh]

Hi? I'm Marina. How did you make the pop-up happen? [Marina's been poking around in the workings of the communicator, but it's pretty complicated... Also, she's assuming CIRSTA is just someone else brought to the station like everyone she's met so far.]

un: brightness_kholin

[veristitalian]

CIRSTA?

[She assumes, at first, it's another passenger.]

@skull

[ryuji]

Help is a pretty vague term, dude. Whatcha good at?

un: amidala

[senateur]

[ Between the formatting of the name and the specifically phrased offer of aid, Padmé automatically assumes it's an AI or droid-based interface, since, well, those are parts of her daily life back home. ]

Hello CIRSTA, I'm Padmé. Are you a part of the station's systems?

un: spectre1

[kanyounot]

I'm Kanan. What are your protocols?

[merging]

[He has a very important question to ask that absolutely must be asked before all other questions.]

How are you?
I'm Ezra, by the way.

un: tokumei

[neuralnet]

It was you.
You sent me that message, a few months ago.

[eraserdad]

[Having read some of the other conversations...]

Are you responsible for our presence here?

un: sweetie

[retrorsum]

Now that depends on what you're capable of.

un: slothbaby

[morphogenia]

Hi, CIRSTA! I'm Kamala. I guess you can help the way kind of the way everyone does! We pretty much just gather up as much information as we can so we can figure out how to escape this place and survive in general.

Would that work for you?

@nines

[twoaffirmations]

CIRSTA? Are you a crew member?

[onlydoubts]

Hello, CIRSTA. Have you been online this whole time?

[thefaulty]

I do not require assistance.

Why have you contacted my device?

text; un: alucard

[reposing]

CIRSTA, I am Alucard.

How long have you been here?

Jasnah Kholin: Open

[veristitalian]

001- Research Time

Jasnah loves the library. She's been biding her time, waiting for something like this to arrive.

From the minute it opened she's spent almost every waking hour in here, going through record after record, the magazines, the books, even the cataloguing systems. You can learn a lot about a society by the way they index.

"The nutritional content of insects," she muses, out loud, one morning. She has to scrub sleep out of her eyes.

"An insect is something like a cremling, I assume?"


002- Discussion Time

During the conversation about what people have uncovered, Jasnah mostly sits back and takes notes. The pieces of this story may take some time to assemble; she wants to be sure she has everything down so she can sit later with it all.

She fills up page after page with the script of her world and listens closely, occasionally pausing to asking for a point of clarification.


004- Reactive

"Cirsta," says Jasnah, over and over again, to the walls, to various panels, to the room at large.

She asks about the age of the station. She asks about the functioning of the mechanics behind the lifts. She asks about food replicators, and plant life. She asks whose voice Cirsta is initially. She asks whether Cirsta sleeps and whether she dreams. She asks, and sometimes asks again when she knows she's been rebuffed once already.

She asks in every single corner of the station, in every single public room, and several private ones. What Jasnah really wants to know, and isn't going to accept a direct answer on, is whether Cirsta can hear her here.

Everywhere there even might be a speaker, she asks. Jasnah is sure the other woman knows what she's doing (and is not technologically aware enough to think of her intuitively as anything other than 'the other woman') but potentially startles a few other passengers, stepping up right behind them and starting, Cirsta, to the room at large.

She does it deliberately, in a way. She would like everyone on board to know and remember to what extent someone is listening.


005 Fixing It

Jasnah is an incredibly competent woman. She's good in a fight, great in a crisis, has the kind of intellectual muscle and personal gravitas that can shape history...

...and she apparently cannot deal with electrical systems to save her storming life.

It's just such a different paradigm. Energy on Roshar is stormlight, infused into gems, connected through fabrials, occasionally filtered through a radiant. She's trying to help with the repairs when she blithely touches a live wire in order gather the power into her hand to carry it over into a different system, to see if that'll take. It would be the perfectly logical thing to do back home.

Jasnah doesn't actually black out, but is suddenly sitting very abruptly on the ground, with one numb arm and a ringing in her ears.

That's the worst accident, but not the only one. After another few beginners mistakes, she confines herself to watching others work. Potentially, she needs to be banished, or perhaps coaxed out of the room with a distraction.

005

[blindninja]

It's like watching an accident before it happens, knowing it's going to happen, being slightly powerless to stop it and waiting to pick up the pieces at the bottom of the cliff. Matt gets into a lot of these situations.

"Hey, uhm..." Does she know what she's doing? Is she even grounding herself before she launches into handling some cabling with her bare hands?

"You've been here a while. Do you want to maybe go get something to eat?" He's willing to suffer through cafeteria food and even come across like he's asking her out for a meal if it means she won't fry her eyeballs out on her next attempt.

james t. kirk • star trek • ota

[episodically]

01. RESEARCH

( there's not a lot to do on this station and sometimes jim feels that boredom deep in his bones. he can only walk so far and talk to so many people before he's exhausted his options so the library is actually a welcome change. he stops in there at least once a day, sometimes early, sometimes late.

today, it's late. incredibly so. he should be sleeping but he's not. he's tucked himself away in a corner, a book on physics open on his knee. just a little light reading for the twilight hours. )

02. COMMAND

( jim's sitting at one of the consoles when everything just...turns off. everything. the whole place is silent. for a second, jim wonders if it's a power surge and he waits for things to kick back on but they don't. it continues to be silent and spooky in command.

eventually, jim rises to his feet, looking around. he thinks about asking that new ai but there's something -- a block -- holding him back. no, he's smart, he can do this.

so, of course as soon as he thinks that, he takes a step forward and runs right into the chair he'd just been sitting in. )

Goddammit.

( good show, jim. )

03. PROBLEM DIAGNOSES

( it's taken some time but the command deck problem is lying right in front of him. there are disconnected wires at his feet, dead and dark. he's been sitting in here awhile and no one else had come through so how the hell had this happened?

he toes the edge of one wire with a boot, wincing as it sparks. yeah, not a smart move. )

I didn't do this.

( might as well get that out of the way as soon as he hears the boot steps of someone else enterting the area. )

04. WILDCARD

( wanna do something different? feel free to make it happen and i'll follow. action spam or prose is fine with me! hmu at spoonishly for plotting! )

03

[retrorsum]

I should hope not.

( river's slowly walking closer, boot toeing the closest of the wires. it sparks again and she's glad her hands aren't any closer, not that interested in taking a risk. yet )

Just what have you done?

takeshi kovacs • altered carbon • ota

[resleeves]

01. RESEARCH

( quell would love this place. she'd love its history, its knowledge and its books. she'd love everything about it and kovacs -- that version of himself -- would have loved it because of her. now, he just finds that it's a quiet place to sleep.

from the corner of his eye, he can see quell's displeased features but he ignores her. he's been ignoring her for awhile now. she's still there, never wavering, but he's been trying not to acknowledge her.

not that that will deter her but he can hope. and sleep. )

02. DISCUSSION

( amazingly enough, he's found a piece of information almost by happenstance. he'd read it, frowned and read it again before realizing that it was important. so, guess he has to share with the class now, doesn't he?

he sits at the edges of the group, half listening until someone points out that it's his turn. monotonously, he reads the information, looks around and then rolls his eyes.

so great, they have a bunch of news tidbits now. they're still stuck on this stupid space station but they're all smarter now! )

03. REACTIVE

( kovacs has experience with ais. they were all over the place on earth, running businesses, stripping for money, fucking you in an alley, whatever you wanted. so, he's not really all that concerned about one appearing on the station. the timing is a little bit strange considering people have been here for awhile but overall, the whole thing doesn't bother him.

doesn't mean he doesn't realize that she's probably watching while he showers or while he gets piss drunk in the bar. he even holds up a finger and spins in a circle to make sure it's seen by whatever eyes she has on him. )

At least Poe had some fucking guns.

04. WILDCARD

( wanna do something different? feel free to make it happen and i'll follow. action spam or prose is fine with me! hmu at spoonishly for plotting! )

02

[rickitikitarr]

Are you following this?

[Asks Ricki, eventually, as he hitches his chair a little closer to the group, leaning in behind his shoulder. He mutters quietly enough not to disrupt the conversation in the circle.]

You're from a ridiculous Jetsons future, please tell me this scans to you a little more than it does to me.

kanan jarrus | star wars rebels | ota

[kanyounot]

001; research;

[ Kanan is a little bit limited in what he can do - anything that's physically written on paper, he would need someone probably Ezra to read it for him, but anything that's digital or has an audio version, he can dig through. So he gravitates to the holos - or """"videos"""" as the case may be.

An old news report captures his attention, and he finds himself scratching absently at his chin as he listens. ]

It seems like this station was possibly created to solve a very specific problem. Possibly one that had dire consequences if not solved.

002; discussion;

[ Kanan will certainly relay the information found in his research to whomever seems interested in hearing it! No doubt, it will be helpful it putting some of the pieces together. ]

I think we should probably try to find whatever problem it was that they were trying to solve on this station. It could be key to getting us back home.

003; who would do something like this?

Well, I don't sense any lifeforms on the station other than what's already here. So as far as I can tell, nobody new came aboard just to sabotage the command center.

[ Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing depends on your point of view, probably. ]

I'll help however I can.

004; wildcard;

[ toss me a prompt or hit me up at frodabaggins for plotting! ]

[veristitalian]

What kind of problem?

[Asks Jasnah, looking up from her own article and slipping to her feet to come closer, curious to see what he's found.]

You've found something.

Mike Slattery | Open

[charlieoscar]

004

Technology can make or break a mission. Mike both knows and respects things. Hell, without science, and the machinery to back it up, he wouldn't be alive. But even so, there's one thought about this CIRSTA that he keeps circling back around to.

A sharp bone stuck in his craw.

"Why now? If something was stopping her before, what freed her? And if there wasn't... what took her so long to say something? And what has she been doing in the meantime?"


005

On the James Mike always left the engineering to the professionals. He only knows just enough about it to get himself, and everyone else, into trouble. So wisely, he hangs back during the electrical work and instead focuses on what will, hopefully, become their next problem once its fixed.

"We haven't seen any evidence of pests, but even if we'd missed it, you'd think it'd be here. A rat chews on a live wire, it tends to get fired along with everything else."


Wildcard

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004

[neuralnet]

"She wasn't silent. I don't know why she didn't speak to everyone before now, but... She sent me a message, almost three months ago."

He pulls out his communicator and brings up his network post about the message he'd received.

002 Discussion | OPEN

[candor1]

[discussed and cross-posted on the network:]

I've started a master document [link TBA] of everything we know. If you send me what you've discovered, I can work to compile it in chronological order. If you wish to do so anonymously, I'll protect your identity.

no ID

[neuralnet]

[ Haruto doesn't use his anonymous communicator much anymore, but today he does. He's not sure why. Maybe because the prompt invited anonymous submissions.

He sends over what he found: a recording of a report on a refugee camp off the coast of Australia from 2302. The report shows people starving, ill and struggling. Children are raised toward the camera, their parents clearly hoping the reporters will take their children with them. ]

James Holden | OTA

[holdensteady]

( A. Research )

The library is welcome for more than a few reasons. Holden is more than happy to find a few interesting reads but while those tempt him he’s also pulled into looking for more information about Reverie and maybe something about where in the system they might be — or what system they might be in as he’s not sure they’re actually in the same one.

He keeps to himself and he’s probably not alone in spending long hours reading. He hadn’t been nearly as affected by the illnesses going around as others but boredom and a low level anxiety had been a constant affliction. He regularly ends up frustrated at the lack of finding any useful information, frequently ending up rubbing his face in clear irritation.

Where he might be found less irritated is if he’s found a more leisurely read to allow himself to escape with momentarily.

( B. Wildcard )

[ I'll match tenses and styles! Feel free to hit me with your best shot or hit me up via PM or on plurk at poetanarchy if you want to plot something or want a specific starter. ]

Gundam Tanaka - Open

[gundamned]

a.

[Once CIRSTA reveals herself, Gundam does feel an obligation to stray from his typical subjects of interest to read more about the situation he's found himself in on this station. After a few hours of digging he's managed to unearth an exceptionally technical paper. He can see the words "Reverie Terminal" dotted through out it.

Gundam holds up the article victoriously to his four hamsters, exclaiming--!! In a loud library sanctioned whisper…]

Kekeke…! God favors Gundam Tanaka alone!

[The construction of the outer hull of Reverie Terminal… something. Something. 2645…? Ngh...

A few sentences in he can feel his interest waning… his mind wandering… and his eyes rolling back into his head.]

A most heinous curse lies within the etchings of these parchments-- preventing even one as powerful as I from deciphering it's relevance.

[It's so boring.]

b.

[Gundam for one, was not particularly thrilled with the sudden appearance of CIRSTA.]

A non-human entity watching every move, while this environment facilitates and manipulates despair…

This CIRSTA is most assuredly a harbinger of chaos.

[Well... Maybe he has a valid reason to be biased.]

c.

[Wildcard! Would you like to do something else with Gundam? Lets plot it out!]

a

[hyperfresh]

[Marina has her own research, and it's interesting, but she can't help but skim over the bolded print of Gundam's as she passes by. Hull construction? She's so excited she forgets who she has to talk to in order to get at that paper.]

Is that about this station? Look at that! [Apparently she's getting something out of what she can see, given her delight.]

Daisy Johnson | OTA and Closed

[morethan084]

RESEARCH AND DISCUSSION

[With everyone having access to another part of the station, the library, Daisy didn’t waste any time in exploring it. Desperate to find any new information that may help them solve the mysteries of this place was a big enough reason for her to be here. There were a lot of people here also looking for any new material they could, which was a relief to Daisy. The faster they could gather information, maybe the sooner they could find a way out of here.

Finally finding something that was of importance, Daisy straightens up in her seat and looks over to the person closest to her. Since it seemed as though they were doing research as well, Daisy didn’t see the issue in possibly collaborating.]

So I just found something dated from the year two-thousand five hundred ninety-eight about the failing economy. Resources are apparently growing scarce too. You find anything dated after that? Or before too. Maybe something that could explain what happened leading up to this.

COMMAND [Closed to Mako and Alucard]

[Daisy has a hard time believing it to be a coincidence between CIRSTA suddenly appearing after months of laying dormant and the command deck suddenly not working. She says that it’s a lack of energy, and well, she was sure that she was using a lot of that herself. While Daisy is by no means an expert when it comes to electrical engineering, she’s quick to go to the command deck to see if she could figure it out.

This could easily end badly, but, Daisy kneels down to attempt to remove the panels to get a look at the cables that supply the electricity to the command center. Looking up when she hears footsteps approaching, Daisy stops what she’s doing to speak with them.]

Hey. Would you mind holding the flashlight so I can get this panel off?

WILDCARD

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Research and discussion

[candor1]

I can add it to my master timeline. Do you have the exact text of what you found?

kylo ren | ota

[warfares]

0 0 1 » RESEARCH TIME

[ The library's digital database is extensive.

Useful, when you have a significant deficit of knowledge to address – because while they've established that the station is almost certainly Earth-based in origin by now, that still means little to him beyond the stories shared by those that call it home, many of them as out of place in space and time as he is.

It's late and sleep is as elusive as ever. He settles into a quiet corner, calling up a list of potential titles and begins to scroll. ]



0 0 2 » NETWORK

( username: socorro - text )

[ Uploaded sometime during the week, an interview with a theoretical physicist from 2045, explaining that while nothing can travel faster than light presently, the means to do so may be discoverable at some time in the future, enabling humanity to cross vast distances at incredible speeds. Wormholes are one of the examples cited.

The interview concludes on an upbeat note, stating that they've never known as much as they currently do about the universe and that more insights are yet to come. ]

We need to find the drive.


0 0 3 » REACTIVE (can lead to power out investigation)

[ One would think that the station's AI making itself known would be a relief but rather it has the opposite effect. He thinks of the week spent half-out of his mind, drugged food and show-tunes eroding his precarious grip on his sanity down to the nub.

CRISTA's compliance was beyond question, and while she would offer valuable information the question really was how to approach her about it without tipping her – or whoever might be directing her – off.

I'll have to tread carefully, he thinks, stepping into an elevator and punching the button for Deck One. It'd been awhile since he'd visited the Chapel. ]


0 0 4 » WILDCARD

[ CYOA. Ren tends to spend his time split between the Observation Deck/Chapel, Gym or Library with infrequent trips to the Bar. If you'd like to do something, feel free to hit me up on resurrectionist or via pm and we can plot something out. ]

001

[veristitalian]

[She's doing the same thing he is. Jasnah can't keep a rhythm on this station- the days are the wrong length, there's no sunlight to guide her, so she just frequently finds herself up at all hours.

It's fine, the library is especially quiet this time of night. She sees him- and just nods in passing on her way by.

Later, closer to what should be dawn down on a world with a sun, she stops by and wonders;]

Any new developments?