( 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.

( ♪ )

( 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.

( ♪ )

( 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.

( ♪ )

( 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.

( ♪ )

( 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

001 / kinda.

[volumes]

[ The bump isn't too bad, and it's not like he hasn't taken a bigger spill for much stupider reasons, so he's just shrugging it off, straightening his... jumpsuit. Ugh. Where did his clothes even go.

And he's looking her over once, to make sure she's equally alright. ]

No worries. You going in?

[ Peter had been about to duck into the room, investigating. Looking for his clothes. Looking for something to defend himself with. That sort of thing. ]

i'm exciiiite

[spinals]

( kat has been looking around, trying to get a feel for this place. trying to understand how she's come to be here and where here is, too. so far, she hasn't had any luck. at least she isn't feeling too dizzy or nauseous anymore now, so she musters up a smile. )

If you don't mind?

( she hadn't been planning on it specifically, but now that he's mentioned the option — it would be good to have a look. it would be even better not to have to do it alone. kat knows she isn't completely helpless, but not completely helpless doesn't mean she can't appreciate the company and potential back-up. )

[volumes]

[ He's not responding verbally, but he is waving his arm towards the door, indicating that it's free for exploring, before inevitably heading inside himself.

It's nothing so spacious, but he's used to cramped quarters—and he has no intention of staying here longer than necessary, and necessary is only to rifle through the bedding. ]

You looking for something?

[ Asks the guy who is looking for something. ]

[spinals]

( the non-verbal answer is clear enough and kat heads inside, steps careful without being hesitant. it's just a space station, right? and by the looks of it, it seems to be abandoned. she hasn't really seen many places this empty very often in her life; most stations are filled to capacity or at least near it, people clamouring for food and jobs and a better life. that doesn't mean this place has to scare her. it's just unusual, right, nothing bad.

the room is empty. some furniture, a door that seems to lead to an adjacent room. maybe some kind of bathroom? )

Someone. His name is Brand.

( she's pretty sure brand, with all his abilities, would be able to figure out what's going on here. )

[volumes]

Can't say I've heard of him.

[ Lifting up the mattress reveals nothing, so is the underside of a singular chair, and then he's carefully popping the door open to the other room; no threats are within, but also nothing that he can really use. A bar of soap that Gamora could probably kill someone with, but not Quill.

Aside from the obvious cleanliness. He's coming out now and inspecting the walls, especially near the door. ]

What's he look like?

[spinals]

Have you heard of mag-tech or of magic?

( kat most certainly couldn't kill anyone with a bar of soap, either. she could kill someone with just her powers if she tried hard enough and focused properly and also got really lucky because she still isn't great at controlling the mag-tech implanted in her own spine, but — why would she want to kill anyone? )

He's tall and very neat. Dark hair. A beard. ( he leaves the mattress and the underside of the chair to start looking at the wall and kat can't help but blurt: ) What are you looking for?

[volumes]

[ Mag-tech is new. Magic isn't... new, per se, but it's not like he's met anyone who can do it. Still, considering he was abducted by aliens, it's not the weirdest thing he's heard.

Quill would answer her, except that she's asked a different question, so he benches the magical talk for the moment to look back over his shoulder at her. ]

Bugs. Something left behind by people. A hidden picture of Harrison Ford. [ A shrug. ] I dunno what I'm looking for, aside from some kind of explanation.

[spinals]

Who's Harrison Ford?

( bugs and things left behind, those are things kat knows. harrison ford? not so much. but an explanation would be good. preferably an explanation that also involves a way of getting back home. )

[volumes]

[ Well, unless he's going to bring the fourth wall version of the Millennium Falcon, they're shit out of luck. He pauses in what he's doing, which is looking in a cabinet under the sink, to give her a quizzical look. ]

You don't—you don't know him? Not from Earth, are you?

[ Quill, despite being from the USA, has spent the better part of his life being as far from Earth as possible. Being here for a day has pretty much overloaded him with fellow Earthlings, so he's assuming a little bit. ]

[spinals]

No. I've never even heard of Earth. I'm from L-21. It's a moon.

( but she's talked to some people already who seem to be from there. him, too, now. ) Is that your home? Are you one of the people who've never been to space before?

( no judgement if he is! )

[volumes]

[ For a second, that brings a laugh out of him. He'd wondered a lot, as a kid, what it'd be like if he was never taken, but in the end had always decided that it was better for him out here. There was nothing for him there, at least. ]

Ah, no. Well yeah, actually in a way it was my home. I was born there, stayed there long enough to see Sylvester Stallone bring down a helicopter with a rock, and then I was gone. [ The part about Rambo gets special attention from him, like he's reliving a fond memory.

L-21 isn't familiar either, but that's not necessarily surprising to him. ] L-21... is that near Xandar?

[spinals]

( he may be reliving a fond memory, but kat is left to wonder what a sylvester stalone is and what helicopters have ever done to rocks. or rocks to helicopters. and then she sets it aside because some things just don't make sense and maybe that's okay. there are more important things to focus on for now. )

No. It's one of Miran's moons. ( l for luna. very inventive, right? )

[volumes]

[ Someone's got the right priorities, at least.

Now he's genuinely trying to figure it out, scratching the side of his nose. His quest to look for anything has paused with his back to the terminal. It was his next point of exploration, but for now he's trying to map out the galaxy in his head.

Needless to say, it's pretty impossible. ]

Miran... what sector is that?

[spinals]

The Miranda system?

( her face creases a little in — not confusion, exactly, because she's met people who haven't been to space at all, so it isn't that concerning that he doesn't know about it, but it's still weird to run into someone who's been to space but doesn't know of the miranda system.

everyone knows of miranda. certainly after the war. )

I guess. Maybe we're from different universes, too? ( that idea is still so strange to her. still, it isn't really stranger than mag-tech, is it? )

[volumes]

[ Miranda... is a surprisingly Earth sounding name. Maybe it's just coincidence. Maybe it's spelled Myrandah or something. So there's a pause, then he just shrugs haplessly. ]

Guess I've heard of weirder stuff. If there's a stone out there that can kill everybody on a planet in a second, there's probably something that could do... whatever this is.

[ Behind him, the terminal is concluding that the two occupying it currently are definitely preparing for a stay, rather than looting (in Peter's case, at least), and has helpfully logged them as the new owners. Not that he's noticed just yet. ]

[spinals]

( it's spelled miranda, but none of the inhabitants in miranda and its planet, dwarf planets and many moons have ever heard of earth, so it's not an earth sounding name to kat at all. but that's semantics, probably. )

There's a stone out there that can do that?

( holy. shit. that's not good. and here she thought mag-tech was as terrifying as it was awesome. )

[volumes]

Yeah. But it's in good hands now.

[ Hopefully... anyways! ]

Guess I should introduce myself, huh?

[spinals]

Okay. That's good.

( she nods. and then, at the mention of introductions, she smiles. )

I think that'd be nice. I'm Katarina, hi.

( she even sticks one hand out, crossing some of the distance between them. ) Katarina Eranas. Or Kat, or Kata, or whatever.

[volumes]

Whatever, got it.

[ He's taking her hand and shaking it firmly, quirking a smile at her at the same time. ]

Quill. Peter Quill. Or Star-Lord, which sounds better.

[spinals]

Why Star-Lord? Are you the lord of some star? Which star?

( does it actually sound better, peter, does it?? )

[volumes]

Uh. Yes? A beautiful star, called... Alyssa. [ … ] I guess we all share her though, so the name is just a name.