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reveriemod ([personal profile] reveriemod) wrote in [community profile] reverielogs2018-05-01 08:33 pm
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( 0 0 1 » ENSEMBLE ) welcome to the inaugural log

» 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:


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



Please use content warning in your top-levels wherever necessary.
monomachy: insomniatic @ dw (lucky strike)

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[personal profile] monomachy 2018-05-03 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Diana is already in the mess hall by the time Karen enters, smiling brilliantly and giving off a general air of happiness. It's surprising, but also nice to see someone hasn't completely lost hope despite their situation. She waits for the other woman to sit, and is about to get up to join her when she notices Karen looking up at the entrance every few moments. It's clear she's waiting for someone, which could be the reason for her mood--it doesn't take someone blessed with the empathy of Athena to see that. So she leaves her be, trying not to let her own mood be brought down by the tasteless food.

She gets up to leave, depositing her tray in the return area and giving Karen one last glance--which makes her slow her step. The nearly literal glow that had surrounded her before is gone, and the Amazon's brows draw together in concern. The other woman still sits alone, and it's impossible now for Diana to continue by. So she puts on a gentle smile, approaching the table and settling in the seat across from Karen.]


Do you mind if I join you?
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[personal profile] subplot 2018-05-04 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Karen glances up and gives a little shake of her head. There's an attempt to match the smile she's been given, but she knows it falls flat and so she drops the act quickly. It's pointless to try and force happiness when she isn't feeling it. She's just glad that it can be passed off as worry or fear about their current situation.]

I don't mind at all. Please, stay.

[The company is nice, to be honest. It helps keep her from worrying about Frank, and being annoyed with herself for worrying in the first place.]

I'm Karen.

[Introductions usually didn't have to come right away, but she figures it might help get conversation going to do so.]
monomachy: wondie @ dw (body talk)

[personal profile] monomachy 2018-05-05 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[The permission is welcome, and she makes herself comfortable on the bench. Difficult to do, considering how absolutely uncomfortable they are in the first place, but she does her best.]

My name is Diana.

[Her brows draw together with concern, and she leans on the table slightly.]

I could not help but notice you've been sitting here for a while, Karen. [She puts her smile back on, hoping to bring a bit of mirth to the conversation.] I'll admit, the food was so bad I, too, had trouble convincing myself to eat it.
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[personal profile] subplot 2018-05-08 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[The urge to blush is there, hearing that it's been noticeable that she's been sitting here alone. But at least Diana is kind enough to play it off as being the fault of the food, which Karen appreciates. ]

I think there's a trick to it. You have to imagine yourself eating something you love.

[A smile and a little laugh goes along with that, and she pushes her food aside to have a conversation.]

What's your favorite food?
monomachy: buckybear @ ij (guy what takes his time)

[personal profile] monomachy 2018-05-10 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[That gets a laugh out of her, and she hopes she's made Karen feel a little more at ease. This has been trying for all of them, and she's been doing her best to find any way to make it easier. Humor seems to be one way, at least.]

Dolma.

[The answer is immediate, and she looks wistfully down at the grayish blobs on her plate.]

Grape leaves stuffed with meat and rice. Perhaps my imagination is simply lacking.
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[personal profile] subplot 2018-05-10 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Hearing that makes Karen smile, because she's getting to learn something new.]

Dolma.

[She repeats, committing it to memory.]

I've never heard of it before. But it sounds amazing. Maybe you'll be lucky and the fabricators can be repaired enough that you can have some again.

[But then again, looking down at they greyish food on her plate...probably not.]

Until then, try pretending this is it. It's the only trick I've found so far that works.
monomachy: buckybear @ ij (don juan)

[personal profile] monomachy 2018-05-12 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Diana's smile turns a bit wry.]

I have little skill with cooking, but if we ever find anything fresh here, I will try to make it for you.

[One of her mother's greatest regrets was that her daughter had never much taken to some of the finer skills, like cooking or artistry.

She looks closely at Karen's plate, tilting her head slightly before gesturing towards it.]


What are you pretending this is?
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[personal profile] subplot 2018-05-22 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Karen pulls a face, dryly laughing.]

I think my problem is I'm not pretending hard enough.

[Her untouched food sits staring back at her, and she frowns at it in distaste. It's not that she's not appreciative of the food, and she understands the importance of nutrition to keep going. But her heart is a little tanked at the moment, so it makes eating hard.]

I was supposed to meet someone here for breakfast, but I guess he decided not to show up.