( 0 0 1 » ENSEMBLE ) welcome to the inaugural log

[reveriemod]

» WHO? everyone
» WHEN? may 1 onward
» WHERE? all over the station
» WHAT? introductory log feat. waking up, exploration, meeting over food and noises in the walls
» WARNINGS? potential for body horror, psychological horror, hallucinations, physical injury

( 0 0 1 ) » WAKE UP

Were you asleep or were you unconscious? It doesn't matter: when you come to, there's an odd taste in your mouth and there's a low-level mechanical hum in the air. Your head hurts and you feel nauseous. You aren't anywhere you know: everything around you is metal, from the floor you lie on all the way to the ceiling. You are dressed in a jumpsuit you definitely weren't wearing before.

"We tried to save the world. I think— I think we did the opposite."

The message repeats on a loop. If you look for its source, you find a comms device on the floor next to you. The logo on its wallpaper says REVERIE TERMINAL. Upon closer inspection, you find the same logo on your jumpsuit.

Welcome to your new home.

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( 0 0 2 ) LOOK AROUND

You've woken up — but where have you woken up? It may be time to explore your new home. Rifling through a crew quarter will make the room's terminal lock to the comms device you're carrying; the room becomes yours. That includes everything in it, from the additional jumpsuit to the two extra sets of underwear. In some quarters, you may find remnants of whoever was here before you: a book on the nightstand, a coffee mug still on the table, a lonely sock on the floor.

A look around the shared areas will reveal the bar, some of its bottles already open, the mess hall, observation deck and the gym area with its dirty pool. An even closer look around these areas might reveal basic first aid kits as well as basic tool kits and fire extinguishers. The kits are located near the fire extinguishers in compartments in the wall that are not immediately visible. Hopefully, nothing's on fire and no one needs first aid... but that tool kit might come in handy.

Every now and then, as you explore, you might find yourself standing before a door that is locked. Try as you might, you will not be able to get it open.

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( OOC: What items characters find of those who were there before them is up to players, but please limit it to a single item that is mundane and somewhat useless in nature. )

( 0 0 3 ) HAVE A BITE

Sooner or later, all characters will have to make their way to the mess hall if they want to eat. In the mess hall, here are a number of replicator-like devices that sometimes work and sometimes don't— but after a recent malfunction that some characters may have noticed, they seem to work just fine... or at least as well as ever: nothing is particularly palatable, but at least it's nourishment, right?

So why not sit down at a table, whether it's already occupied or not, and have a meal. Maybe use it as an opportunity to introduce yourself, or just to complain about what passes for coffee around here.

And if coffee isn't your preferred beverage, well. There's always the bar.

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( 0 0 4 ) NOISES IN THE WALLS

For some, it's been over a week on the station. For others, merely a day or two. For all, things are starting to change: maybe you were asleep or maybe you weren't, but surely the scream that reverberates through the station will startle you. Was it human? Whatever it was, it seems to be coming from the walls of the station. Banging, clanging, then more screams.

Are you going to chase the sounds? Hide away from them? Try to investigate?

If you follow the sound of screams through the station's corridors and halls, you might feel someone - or was it something? - grab you from behind and pull hard. But when you turn around or turn your head if you've fallen, there's nothing and no one there. If you investigate and perhaps put your ear to a wall to see if the noises really come from there, or bang on the wall, you might hear something other than screams and clanging. Strain your ears and you might hear nothing at all — or you might be able to make out a soft "help me". It's barely above a whisper. Did it sound familiar? If you try to take apart the wall, two things will happen: you'll feel uncharacteristically weak and lethargic all of the sudden, and you'll find nothing at all but wiring and more metal.

Whatever you do, you'll find that the noises stop after a while, with no discernible source other than "the walls". And then hours later, they'll start again. Stop again. Start again a day later— and then stop for good.

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( O O C ) ACTIONS

Hello Reverie Terminal Operators! Welcome to our inaugural event. We hope you'll enjoy it!

To help exploration and interaction with the station, we have put together ten (10) 'actions' that you can request. These actions range from very minor, such as receiving a small piece of information about the station, to major, which may be a more vital piece of information or something far less pleasant, and are completely opt-in. These actions can help get your character involved in the plot, jump into the plot and its mysteries, and have more of a personal prompt to jump off of if you so wish.

Please note if you would avoid particular kinds of consequences (for example, if you'd rather your character not be injured), and we'll try to accommodate that, but please be aware that heavy themes are in play and the actions may feature body horror, injury and hallucinations.

If you'd like to receive an action, please reply to this comment with the following:
» Character: » Type of action: minor, medium, major » Notes:

In the future, actions such as these may be "bought" with bonus AC.



Please use content warning in your top-levels wherever necessary.

Comments

[veristitalian]

"Alive. With thoughts, ideas-"

She says, without hesitation, glancing around the cool, bare station and explaining;

"A fire might draw flamespren. Shamespren fall around an embarassed person like flower petals, and gloryspren ring you in golden light, while awespren are a halo of blue smoke. The windspren are little translucent bits and pieces that drift by at a fast breeze, and you clean a wound to keep the rotspren out. This place is barren by comparison."

[solarcharge]

She listens, but doubt colours her features. When Jasnah's done, Kara's disbelief is fully blown scepticism. She's a girl of science. This sounds... like a fairy tale, honestly, and nothing like the ones she's used to hearing.

She almost says, are you sure?, and that's probably culturally insulting. 'Do you... know where these spren come from?'

[veristitalian]

"Shadesmar."

Says Jasnah, right away.

"A world beneath, in and around our own. The cognitive realm, if you will. I've travelled there. It's nothing like it is here. This place is... well, something else entirely."

[solarcharge]

She raises her eyebrows as high up as they'll go, but that makes some kind of sense, an alternate dimension, higher than the one around, unable to be seen or entered except by special means. She compresses it into something she can understand.

'And you have no access to it here?'

[veristitalian]

"My spren is gone."

She says, with perfect, utter equanimity, as though it isn't like having her heart ripped out.

"He would be the one to bring me there. It would also take stormlight. Another difference between my world and this one; you have this electricity, and we have the storm."

[solarcharge]

She nods, as though that isn't a painful thing. Kara's never felt what a spren is like, but losing anything when it's close, part of you — it feels like a hole no one can fill ever again.

'I'm beginning to feel like I'll have a lot of questions about your world,' she says, a little wryly. 'Have you managed to explore the station yet?'

[veristitalian]

"I've been trying. Sections are locked, or blocked off. It's difficult to get a sense of the scope, or the structure."

She doesn't like how disorienting the halls are, how she sometimes gets the sense that pieces have moved on her.

[solarcharge]

'Yeah, and the locked doors aren't helping.' She sighs, drawing herself up a little. 'Do you know anyone who might have done this?'

[veristitalian]

"I don't know why they would choose to do this. If they were going to use their power, it certainly wouldn't be in this way."

So, shaking her head;

"No. It's no known entity from my world."

[solarcharge]

'I can think of a few,' she tells Jasnah in turn, 'but I haven't seen a design like this before, and there's usually more signs of life. I guess the least we can do is settle down and try to find out what's behind the doors.'

[veristitalian]

"But what from your planet would know or care about me?"

That's the big one. All these people from all these worlds.

"It must be native to this world. You're right, we must keep getting through the doors."

[solarcharge]

'Yeah, that's the problem.' And what, on those other worlds, would care about Kara? She's powerful, true, but they could easily have taken Kal as well. They did grab one version of Diana.

'Have you found any that do open?'

[veristitalian]

"Yes. Some."

She says, nodding;

"But nothing useful. Empty cabins, supply cupboards, a ladder up to a level with some kind of room with different materials in it. Controls, switches, and another door locked."

[solarcharge]

'Hold up, a room with different materials in it?' That's of immediate interest to her, knowing they can find any number of useful items. 'Could you take me there?'

[veristitalian]

"Peculiarly enough, I can't. There was a ladder up to it- and after I came back down I haven't been able to locate it since."

Which is in and of itself fascinating.

[solarcharge]

'Really.'

That fascinates her, scientifically, but practically speaking that's got to be the most frustrating thing in the universe. 'I'll let you know if I run into anything like that, then.'

[veristitalian]

"I'll do the same."

She agrees, glancing up, seriously. It's good to have someone there to exchange intelligence with.