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( 002 » ENSEMBLE ) gravitational.

» WHO? EVERYONE
» WHEN? JUNE 1 onward
» WHERE? ALL OVER THE STATION (literally)
» WHAT? Gravity is always on, until it isn't.
» WARNINGS? zero g, paralysis, the vacuum of space, possible asphyxiation, possible character death

0 0 1 » LOSS OF GRAVITY

The outer rings of Reverie Station rotate around the shaft of the station, using inertial forces to simulate gravity. One moment, this works fine — people are walking along corridors, sleeping in their beds, eating in the mess hall or having a drink at the bar. The next moment? In some parts of the station, a crunching sound can be heard, like metal against metal, and shortly thereafter, the rings cease to spin, causing a jolt to go through all rings.

And then what passed for gravity just stops.

Your food, drink or blanket might have floated off after the jolt. Remember to engage your mag boots, if you're wearing them, lest you follow suit. Good luck getting around in zero g.

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0 0 1 . 1 » UPSIDE DOWN AND FLOATING

The lack of gravity may be disorienting at first for those not used to operating in zero g environments. Fortunately, mag boots mean you can continue walking along corridors — though the boots will engage with what used to be the ceiling of the corridors as much as what used to be the floor. No matter which part of the corridor you're attached to, if any, better make sure to collect anything that may be floating around, lest it becomes a dangerous projectile whenever gravity turns back on.

The mess hall and the gym area in particular are in a significant state of disarray. In the mess hall, some cutlery (of the grey, hard plastic variant) has been left unsecured and is floating harmlessly through the air. The same holds true for a large amount of protein powder. In the gym area, meanwhile, the entirety of the dirty water from the pool is no longer in the pool.

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0 0 1 . 2 » PARALYSIS INDOORS

One moment, you’re walking — or maybe you’re floating, mag boots disengaged. Either way, from one moment to the next, you become unable to move. Your arms, your legs, even wiggling a toe becomes a thing of impossibility. There’s a heavy weight on your chest, despite the fact that gravity is still not back on. Taking a breath is an ordeal. You can’t call for help, you can’t signal to anyone, you can only stay still.

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OOC: The length of paralysis is up to players.

0 0 2 » TAKE A WALK ON THE WILD SIDE

It isn't clear why the rotation of the rings has stopped and gravity ceased, but one thing is certain: life on the station is a lot more difficult without gravity, especially for those not used to living and working in a zero g environment. The sensible thing would be to fix whatever is wrong, but in order to do that, you have to figure out what's wrong first.

One way to get an idea might be to put on a suit (if required) and go out an airlock to have a close look at the upper ring, where the crunching noise could be heard the loudest. The objective is to identify the problem and, if possible, fix it — but unless you have the power of flight and can breathe in the vacuum of space, the walk from the airlock to surveying the ring will be taxing in and of itself.

Better not lose hold of the station or each other and whatever you do, do not disengage those mag boots. Hopefully, no debris will come flying at you. The station may be built to withstand it, but you aren't.

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OOC: There are some 20 vac suits with oxygen packs and small thrusters for (weak) propulsion available in the spaces currently accessible to characters; these can be found in various airlocks.

0 0 2 . 1 » FLOATING AROUND

The station may be built to withstand debris, but you aren't — which makes it all the more unfortunate that some debris does catch you. In the side, in the face or in the legs, it doesn't matter: what matters is that the impact is strong enough to disengage the mag boots, which means you are now floating in space.

Did your suit take damage? Do its thrusters still work, or not? Is your oxygen pack still connected properly? If your connection to the station network is still intact, now would be a good time to call for help and hope that someone's close enough to get to you in time before you float too far from the station to still be reached, before your oxygen runs out, before any possible injuries you may have sustained take their toll.

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OOC: With this prompt, the extent of possible injuries, the time before rescue and factors such as oxygen or damage to the suit are all up to players. Please keep in mind that character death is very much a possibility — but that death means relatively little. Should a character die from their injuries or lack of oxygen, they will awaken again. As per the death mechanism outlined in the FAQ, characters are brought back to life (possibly repeatedly, if rescue takes a while), but they lose something. What they lose is up to players as well (a limb, memories, senses, social skills, ...) and the duration of the loss can range from a few days to permanent loss.

0 0 2 . 2 » PARALYSIS OUTDOORS

One moment, you are walking along the hull of the station. The next, you're frozen. Your arms and legs no longer move and there's pressure on your chest. Even taking a breath becomes an ordeal. You cannot move forward. You cannot move back. You can't even signal or call for help.

What choice do you have but to wait out this paralysis and hope that it loses its hold on you before your oxygen runs out? Better not panic, lest you use up more of it.

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OOC: The length of paralysis is up to players.

0 0 3 » WORK IT

For those who've successfully made the walk across the hull of the station to find the problem, it will soon become obvious what has happened: debris crashed into the station and got lodged between the uppermost ring and the shaft of the station, where it is stuck, preventing the spinning of the ring.

You will need to work together to cut through the debris or dislodge it. It's heavy, and you have little leverage in the absence of gravity.

Keep in mind also that if you successfully dislodge the debris, the outer ring will start moving again. Be prepared, especially if you're still connected to the ring by your mag boots. Inertial forces can be quite strong, so you will need to brace yourself or risk being dislodged yourself.

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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You keep lumping me with people from Earth and I'm going to piss on your hat.

[ probably not right now though since he was currently floating through the air like an idiot. he knocked up against a wall and put a hand up, trying to brace himself a bit so he wouldn't go floating around like some errant piece of space debris. ]

I wasn't exactly expecting to lose fucking gravity when I was right in the middle of a drink. You think that whatever shit just happened could have waited.

[ the station needed to bow to his schedule, of course. ]

Good luck aiming, kid.

[ kovacs is frustrating him with all his scrabbling around and he's not bothering to hide it. ] Then stop acting like them, huh? Turn on your boots, asshole.

I didn't say I'd piss on it now. I'd do it when you're least expecting it. Be a nice thing for you to wake up to in the morning.

I do it now, it's going to end up on me with my fucking luck.

[ so, he'd bide his time, wait for miller to forget about that absurd threat and then make it happen.

even if he somehow got his ass beat for it, it'd be worth it. ]

No, I thought I'd just float here for the rest of the damn day.

[ it took some working before he managed to get the clunky boots engaged and stuck to a surface. then, he had to clamber down the wall and onto the floor, cursing all the while. ]

Gravity doesn't tend to just fucking give up where I come from.

[ imagine that, a feature that even a meth couldn't make happen. ]

If you didn't want me to expect it, you shouldn't have warned me.

[ of all the dumbfucks in the solar system why is he stuck with this one? ]

Yeah, and where I come from that's called privilege. [ guess who's never had that shit?? but now that kovacs is back on solid ground he gives him a thumbs-up with his free hand. you didn't even make him rescue you. ] Better?

But, that's the trick of it. Now, you're always going to be on your guard, clutching your hat to your chest because you're waiting for me to show up and give your hat a makeover.

[ so, when you think about it, he's won this fucking game. he's made you nervous, miller. he wins he wins he wins!

the hat could use a touch up anyway, ]

Or maybe it's just called living on a fucking planet's surface. Even the poorest of the poor benefited from gravity. One thing they didn't have to pay for.

[ though, if there was a way to bottle gravity and sell it, bancroft and his meth friends would find a way to do it. ]

Much, thank you.

[ too bad most of the booze was floating around now, decorating their walls with various shades of amber and clear. ]

Well, that's a fucking waste. Guess it's too much to hope for this meaning we're about to get a new shipment of stuff, doesn't it?

[ he doesn't bother saying what he's thinking because it would only fuel the other man's fire. but this hat belongs to a dead man, his best friend. he's still fucked up over it being here, but it's pretty obvious he's protective of it anyway - it's not like he really has to say anything. ]

Wouldn't know what that's like. Gravity on Earth would crush a guy like me.

[ he says it with a smile, still holding his hat to his head and looking horrifically at ease. finally something he's good at other than drinking. he's also good at dodging errant liquor floating through the air, there's still not a speck on his clothes. miller just winks when kovacs says he's okay. no really - he's enjoying this way too much. ]

You never know in this place. But I'll show you how to make space hooch when times get desperate.

You've mentioned that shit before, the whole Earth thing. And there's a few others that seem to have a vendetta against Earth too. What's that about?

[ call him curious. he's definitely not about to defend earth because he's got no love lost but between him and bobbie and now this talk about the gravity of earth, he finds he wants to know what the hell happened on their earth that was so bad. ]

Space hooch?

[ color him doubly intrigued. never had needed that particular skill back home. booze was always available, ready to be slammed whenever you had a hankering. ]

That involve piss?

[ gross. but he might be interested if it saved them from a booze less existence. ]

We don't have a vendetta-- well. Maybe the Martians do. That's their whole thing.

[ he waves the hand with his hat around vaguely before pressing the porkpie against his chest. explaining that shit would take a while. but he can at least try to explain his... thing. since kovacs seems to actually want to know for whatever reason. ]

I grew up on Ceres - it's a station like this one on a rock in the Asteroid Belt, assuming you know where that is. My bones have never known full gravity and they wouldn't take it well getting acquainted.

[ miller just rolls his eyes at the piss question. he already SAID he'd only tell you the secret out of desperation. aka not yet. ]

Vendetta, grudge, quarrel, rivalry, squabble, hate on. All the same thing. But, wouldn't have guessed that about Mars. They're a dead planet where I come from.

[ and earth had used their leftovers, picked through their scraps to advance earth technology. not all together very honorable or noble but the tech was there so why not take it? it's not like anyone else was using it. ]

Huh.

[ new information. before this dumb station, he'd thought he'd known almost all there was to know about the world. not easy to admit that he'd been wrong. ]

Don't know where that is. There aren't stations to live on where I come from. Different planets but if you get in Earth's way or you have something they want, they'll take it.

[ for example: mars ]

Rich live in the skies, poor on the ground. It's quite the system they've worked out. The two don't really mix either. Not unless a meth deems it all right.

They live in domes on Mars. Mandatory military service. All they do is try to come up with new ways to beat Earth. I guess they finally went to war after I... [ died. so he's heard anyway. ]

We call Earthers Takers, too. Guess some things hold no matter where you are.

[ he shrugs, he doesn't sound like it resonates with him all that much. he doesn't hate earthers or resent them the way a lot of belters do. ]

You keep saying that word - meth. Who are they?

They sound like a fun bunch.

[ pass. hard pass. he'd done his time in ctac, as an envoy, and he has no inclination to get roped into something like that again. there's no good in attaching yourself to a group. ]

Bible thing. Ever heard of Methuselah?

[ maybe he hadn't since his world was full of space stations and shitty gravity. maybe the bible wasn't a thing there. ]

Religious guy. Meths are basically rich pricks who have enough money to make sure they live forever if they want to and most do. Gives them more time to get rich while everyone else dies around them.

It's a beautiful sort of fairy tale.

[ he grunts an agreement - thinking of the mormons. mormons wouldn't hurt a fly though which had made them easy for miller to manipulate - this sounds more like weaponized religion. super fun indeed. ]

Sounds poetic. What side of the story are you on?

Me?

I'm two hundred eighty four years old.

[ he wasn't even kidding, miller! see, he truly was the pops of this whole relationship. he was the old man. ]

But, I spent two hundred years on ice. Not voluntarily. Look pretty good, don't I?

[ thanks ryker, you fucking punk. at least he'd taken care of himself before he kicked the bucket. ]

[ he makes a face and shrugs. ] Not bad, kid. [ still kid, even if he's like 240 years younger than u ]

I'm dead. [ if they're competing...? ]

Are you?

[ well then, you were the best looking dead man he'd ever met, miller. no holes in your body, no grey pallor, no bulging eyes. pretty damn good. ]

How'd you die?

[ hey they could share death stories! kovacs had a few of his own but he wasn't dead right now. so, miller had him there. ]

You're not going to spill a bunch of bull about being a spirit or an angel or some shit, right? Please, no one's going to make you an angel.

Technically? Haven't exactly died yet. Also technically... by crashing an asteroid heroically into Venus to save Earth

[ he visibly winces and the word heroically is as dry as the vermouth floating all around them. ]

People are here, you see. People I know... They remember a lot more than I do. [ but even without the memory of death, he knew it was a one-way trip when he'd volunteered, didn't he? and maybe that was why he had. ]

That's...noble.

[ not a word he'd specifically apply to the guy who'd been drinking with him a few times here and here. he didn't exactly come off as noble and brave but maybe he'd woken up on the right side of the bed that morning or maybe there'd been no other choice. ]

Thought you hated Earth, though.

[ kovacs knows he probably doesn't hate everyone ON earth but still. the way he'd heard the word earth used like it was an insult seems to contradict these heroic actions. ]

They remember more than you and decided that the first bit of news they were gonna share was how you'd died in a blaze of glory?

[ ouch. ]

[ he snorts derisively at that. noble. joe miller is anything but that. and he keeps telling kovacs he doesn't hate earth, there's just a whole... thing. he had loved julie, julie was from earth. that was why he did everything he did, right? in hindsight it would almost make sense. you know if he had ever actually met her. ]

Maybe I hate myself even more than that. 50 billion Earthers against one shitty Belter cop. It's no contest.

[ no matter how he feels about earthers in general... but truthfully, he fits in better with them than his own. always had. ]

With friends like these, right? [ most of miller's friends and enemies were one and the same anyway. he doesn't sound too down about it in any case. ] Guess I can't blame 'em for thinking they'd seen a ghost.

[ okay, even kovacs could see the logic in that. earth wasn't his favorite place in the world but there were innocent people there, people who were just trying to make their way in life and didn't deserve to die because one person hated the place. kovacs wasn't afraid to do a lot of shitty, awful things that had certainly secured his place in hell but genocide was a bit much. ]

Who set the asteroid on a collision course with Earth? Mars? Heard they were hardasses. Or was it just a natural man made thing?

[ in other words, that was some shitty goddamn luck. ]

And you didn't get one hug? What a gyp.

[ wasn't everyday you came back from the dead especially in a world without stacks and sleeves. should at least get hugs. or high fives. ]

They treating you any differently?

This fucked up thing called the protomolecule. Blue shit that makes everything around it go whacky. From what I've been told it turned Eros into a spaceship, not like that should be possible. It was a goddamn space rock.

[ but what are physics when that shit is around anyway. he shakes his head. ]

Don't go getting any ideas, kid. I'm not much of a hugger.

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I'm not gonna fucking hug you.

[ he liked his personal space. if he was getting close to someone, it better be because he was beating the shit out of them or falling into bed. either one was a fun activity in his its own. he didn't see the need for hugging to comfort. what the fuck did that do but remind you of the shit you were dealing with? didn't solve anything. ]

Protomolecule, huh?

[ sounded ominous. and scientific. ]

Sounds fucked up.

[ to say the least. ]

Did your valiant and heroic act kill the thing? Did you save the universe? They shoulda put you in charge of this station if that's the case. Least you succeeded.

[ miller would have been quite the boss. the thought draws a snicker from kovacs that he doesn't bother to stifle. ]

You better not fucking hug me.

[ a warning, but also... not that serious. he doesn't feel threatened in that way from kovacs. or truly in any other way even if the guy could break him in half. ]

Oh, it's still very much alive, but I saved the Earth. I guess, technically. Or I will. As long as there's greed we'll have that shit in our system, and I don't see human nature flipping on that any time soon.

[ so... ] Don't put me in charge of anything. No one's ever not regretted doing that.

Guess that means you get to go to the big white light instead of the angry red light when you die?

[ religion. what a pile of bullshit. was there a fucking need to find someone higher and more powerful to worship? wasn't going to save you from a goddamn knife's blade or a gun. the only thing it was going to do was make it so you couldn't come back. ]

Someone put you in charge before?

[ color him surprised. either miller was hiding some leadership skills or they'd been desperate for leadership. ]

Fuck if I know, kid. Maybe I'll get to go back and find out if this station ever unclenches its teeth.

[ he hmmms thoughtfully. technically they didn't, but- ] Strike Force. Always watch your doors and corners, huh? That's where they getcha.

[ kovacs knows where he's going at least. back on ice. when that happens depends on if he manages to get back and figure this bancroft shit out or if he was going to be stuck here, toiling away in this bucket of metal. ]

Strike Force?

[ sounds fancy. ]

I was with the Protectorate.

[ ctac didn't sound as cool to say. ]

Same difference.

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