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Entry tags:
- !mod-event,
- !open,
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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
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.
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. )
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.
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.
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.
» 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:
In the future, actions such as these may be "bought" with bonus AC.
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[It's a good thing Ryuji is looking down at his soup, because that gives Hajime time to decide what expression he should be making with his face. That's a pretty wild jump of logic. And he thought he was pessimistic.
He has just enough time to settle on wry resignation when there's that devious smile, and he isn't sure why, but he can't help but feel a little on guard.]
Y-yeah, I am. My full name's Hajime Hinata. [Hard to be more Japanese-sounding than that.] Why, are you...?
no subject
[That's... not what he was asking.
But nonetheless, he offers a hand out to shake. And then, as if suddenly realizing that's not where this question was going, he adds on-]
From Tokyo. Yeah, I guess that's what you were askin'.
[On the plus side, though, it's comforting meeting someone from the same part of the world... and in some cases, the galaxy as he was, and his features soften a little bit.]
So what were you doin' before you woke up in this glorious shithole of a station?
no subject
Nice to meet you, Sakamoto.
[And he means it as he lets go of the other boy's hand and absently reaches to pick up his abandoned bread roll. Ah. Hm. Normal moment ruined, it definitely still has that mochi texture he doesn't necessarily want from his bread.
But then the question that people keep asking him, the one he doesn't like answering. He's gotten a little better at it by now, but he's still a painfully honest boy at heart.]
I'd... just gotten out of a really important meeting at my school. What about you?
no subject
Ryuji tries to size the other up for his age. It's hard to tell right off the bat, but he definitely has the aura of someone more serious than him. Maybe they're the same, but he could also take a guess and say he was a year older. Hard to tell, really.]
School, huh? You got that 'Studying for entrance exams' kinda look to you. [He smiles warmly at the other at that, well meaning in his intent.]
Me? I was, uh.
[Oh shit, he wasn't planning on having to explain his own position. And coming out of the gate telling someone he was about to kill god didn't feel like a toast and coffee type of conversation.]
Well, you know how it is. Trying to save the world, all that shit. [Not a lie, but not the entirety. Ryuji laughs, playing it off like he was just joking around.]
no subject
Eh? Do I?
[Hajime seems genuinely baffled at the comparison, letting out a bit of a laugh. Far from offended, he actually doesn't mind the comparison; it means someone is taking him seriously, at least.
...Yeah, that smile is too warm for Ryuji to be making fun of him. It puts Hajime more at ease, his smile fading from embarrassed bewilderment to genuine warmth.]
Oh yeah, of course. Aren't we all?
[He doesn't believe Ryuji for a second about saving the world, but it's fine. If he doesn't want to talk about whatever the truth is, that's perfectly fine by him; he doesn't really like this topic, either.]
I guess we aren't going to really have to worry about school here, huh?
[A few more pressing concerns than math and literature on this station. Just a few.]
no subject
[No... that's not quite right, but he's convinced enough in his own level of ineptitude at recalling decent quotes. Oh well.
He does notice, though, the rapid change in emotional stances that Hajime's taken, having accidentally studied human cognition all too much over the last year, but he takes it in stride. He's not trying to rile anyone up here. At least not yet.]
Ahh.... that's the life, though.
[He leans back in his chair, true to slacker style.]
No more detention. No more people trying to shove math down your throat. I mean, maybe some of that mighta helped if I knew I'd be stuck in space, but, whatever. Win some, lose some.
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[It's said with resignation, like he doesn't expect Ryuji to actually hear what he's saying, but he says it anyway. It's really not that important.
Instead, he just laughs, shaking his head at Ryuji's attitude.]
Don't worry, I don't think that math would be much help, anyway. We'd need like... spaceship repair or something like that.
no subject
[Well... maybe if Shujin were a little more accustomed to the throes of greatness, someone there would be some sort of whiz kid Ultimate Spaceship Repair Nerd, but, nope. Just a bunch of normies in his world.]
Does make you kinda wonder though. This technology is still years ahead of what we got back home. I mean, we care more about mobile gacha games than developing a real space program.
no subject
[He hums, bringing a hand to his chin in contemplation and trying to remember what he'd seen online or in the news about Hope's Peak in relation to space.]
You're right about the technology, but... I feel like Hope's Peak must have had researchers working on rockets. I think I remember seeing something like that, anyway.
But something like this is way outside what we're capable of right now, yeah.
no subject
Okay, whatever. He moves his hand forward and flicks his forehead affectionately.]
Better study up on rocket science, then. [Peeking downward, from his shoulders being hunched, he takes a lower angle from the other side of the table. He wants to see the reaction unfold. Such an ass.]
Or don't. The world's your oyster.
no subject
[Of all the things Hajime was expecting, being flicked in the forehead is pretty near the bottom of the list. His hand goes to his forehead as if to catch his thoughts before they fly away, but it's too late. His mental snowboard has already been launched off its tracks for the next while. More importantly, that hand hopefully is going to protect him from any further pokes??]
What was that for?
[He'll get to the other bit in a second. First of all, the poke? Dude??]
no subject
You looked like you were deep in thought, I figured it'd give you a jumpstart to your brain. Buzz buzz.
[Laughing, he examines to make sure it wasn't that hard of a flick (he didn't think it was)]
More like a get to the point, bro kinda thing.
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[His head is fine, and when it's clear that Ryuji isn't going to poke him again, he lowers his hand with a bit of a disbelieving laugh. It's not angry, or even annoyed. Just kind of how could this happen to me, Hinata Hajime.]
I don't know if I had a point. Maybe you just knocked it out of my head.
no subject
[Ryuji then goes on to make quite a show out of leaning forward and past Hinata, escaping away from his stalwart, lazy positioning to reach out. He catches something, in the air, like he's being made to nab a lightning bug into his palm.
Then, as if that was an ability Ryuji secretly had, he draws it back in, holding the concept of his KO'ed idea in his fist.]
Caught. You should take it back.
[Carefully, as if this was something precious he had in his hands, he uncurls his fingers so that Hinata can get a look-see at what was trapped there (essentially nothing), and nods his head towards it. This yours? he implies without asking, before moving forward and pretending to push it back into Hinata's head.
It's a dumb spectacle, but Ryuji's smiling at it anyway.]
no subject
[Hajime frowns and glances toward whatever he's trying to grab. There's... nothing there? What's he--]
Seriously?
[He doesn't actually know what kind of face to make. It's just so outrageously silly that Hajime only laughs, leaning back a little when there's hands in his space again, but not far enough away to actually discourage the idea being planted back in there. God, Ryuji really doesn't have any concept of personal space, huh?]
The only idea I've got back is that you're a pretty unique guy. Are you sure you're not a Hope's Peak student?
[Meaning something of an elite, but also a real weirdo.]
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Yeah. Seriously. It's pretty much my super power.
[And then, as if trying to blast that thought back into his head, he pretends to push it back into Hajime's head, letting his palm connect, and push, against the side of his hair, above his ear.
No, he doesn't understand personal space. He's like a dense air molecule (emphasis on dense)- it's going to spread out with whatever volume it's captured in.]
Nah. Pretty sure I already hit my peak. [And leans back, job here complete.]