( 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

no!!!!!!!1 i love them too much

[oorah]

[ oh yeah, piece of cake. make this adorable girl terrifying. no big thing. if frank could roll his eyes right now, he would. but he's too tired and it might hurt her feelings... ] First, stop smiling. [ he lowers his cup and inflicts the brunt of his stare her way. his eyes are dead, like a shark's. ]

so do i but, this is rude!!!

[morphogenia]

[Kamala blinks in response to the change.] Wow that is really intense and frightening. You must seriously terrify people.

[She's already the worst at this given that she was smiling through that, but okay. She can try not to smile. Kamala puts on her best serious face line face :| ... and still smiles with her eyes. She's like a tiny sun that can't stop beaming.]

sorry not sorry omg

[oorah]

Only when that's what I want to do. [ she stops smiling and it's 0 help. but he doesn't seem deterred. ] Now think about something that really, really pisses you off.

[morphogenia]

[Kamala gives it some thought. What truly made her angry? She thinks back to the way Zoe talked to her at that party. She thinks of Kaboom, Kamran, and all the gross stuff they said to her. That actually does the trick even if it's less cold anger than righteous fury. She can feel her muscle expand just the tiniest bit in response so she shuts it down. The last thing she needs to do is start glowing in the middle of a kidnapping.] Whoops! I accidentally made myself mad for a second there.

[She laughs the whole thing off before asking a follow up question a second later.] Oh! Did it work? Did I look scary?

[oorah]

Angry is good. Pissed off beats scared every time. [ he nods his encouragement, she's got potential. ] Not bad for a first attempt.

[morphogenia]

Yay! [And back to all smiles and cheerfulness.] I swear I'll get better! Just give me some time, okay?

[oorah]

Sure, sweetheart. [ it's an easy agreement despite all the tough guy posturing. ] It's not like we have much else to do here.

[morphogenia]

Good point, but oh! You don't have to call me that because I do actually have a name. I just suck at introducing myself in stressful times!

[True story. How many times does she actually tell the people she's fighting that's she's Ms. Marvel? Basically never.] I'm Kamala. What's your name?

[oorah]

[ he doesn't have to but he still will. like, constantly. he nods though, offering up his name without a weird hesitation like he might usually. ] It's Frank.

[morphogenia]

[She offers up a bright smile in return.] That suits you! You totally look like a Frank.

[oorah]

[ that gets a tiny smile in return. he knows his name becomes him okay. ] My momma must've thought so, too.

[morphogenia]

Moms are super good at that stuff! My name was more of a team effort. [#Moreyouknow]

[oorah]

[ he smiles softly at that ] My name was her granddaddy's name. [ and then the smile, predictably, drops. because then he'd given that name to his son ]

[morphogenia]

[Kamala responds immediately even if she guesses the problem wrong.] Sorry. Were you close to him when you were little?

[oorah]

[ he looks confused a second, maybe a little far away, but then he just shakes his head. ] Never met the guy. Died before I was born.

[morphogenia]

Oh. Then why- uh. [Is she prying? She's definitely prying.] You know what nevermind. Forget I asked.

[BRB forcing self to eat disgusting food.]

[oorah]

[ the thing about frank is if you tell him to forget something, he will. well, no, he'll remember it long after you're dead but he just won't say anything about it. he works on draining his coffee and just sits with her in silence while she eats, scanning everyone that comes by their table and assessing their potential threat level. once she's done, he'll get up with his empty mug and nod. ]

Let me know when you're ready for Lesson #2.

[ of being terrifying?? apparently it includes bouncing on new friends after glaring at everyone who came near them for the duration of their first meal in space. ]

[morphogenia]

[It's kind of like sitting with a super vigilant guard dog. Kamala almost feels sorry for whoever would think to mess with this guy. He really is scary... which is why she smiles and waves goodbye.] I will! Thanks again!