( 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

[wingstosee]

Uh. [ yeah, she kind of lost you at "flimsiplast." what even is that?? she is way out of her league. ] -oh! You mean through the device, right?

[ she moves it down, taking a quick look at it. yeah, actually - maybe that's it. maybe this is what she needs. she starts typing, looking back and forth between herself and ezra. ]

I mean, it probably wasn't? But maybe... that's a good thing? I mean, if whoever brought us here sent that, then maybe it's how they got out. [ a pause in her typing. she winces and continues. ] Or... maybe not. It didn't sound good, at least.

[ bam. she sends out her post and looks up from her watch. ]

Any other ideas?

[merging]

Yeah! That way we have it recorded in some way and other people can know about it too. So... win-win.

[Ezra shrugs, reminding himself to go look at the post later even if he knows its basic contents. Time to build a HoloNet persona obviously.]

Not really? I mean, I'd look into the device itself, but we don't have any tools. And we could probably just sit here talking about what it means forever without getting anywhere.

[wingstosee]

Yeah. It really is, huh?

[ and she's not just saying that to humor him! ]

Mm... I guess you're right? But it's kind of weird to just. Drop it like that. [ so she thinks for a second, and her gaze drops down, and she seizes upon the first conversational topic she can think of: ] So, um, what's in your cup?

[merging]

Yeah. Yeah.

[Awkward teens are awkward teens regardless of weird space stations apparently.]

Oh, uh... I thought it was bantha milk? It sorta tastes like it too, but it's not blue which you know. Weird.

[It's just normal milk.]

[wingstosee]

...bantha milk? [ okay, that's. that's something she's never heard of. she thinks about the word for a second- okay, definitely not something she's familiar with- and finally goes with the first thing she can think of. ] Is that, like... A brand? For, um, blue milk?

[ so close, venus, and yet so incredibly far. ]

[merging]

It's milk... from banthas. You know, when you milk a bantha, you get bantha milk. And it's blue.

[Ezra makes sure to speak slowly so that it's all clear. But if she knows what milk is, why not banthas? Multiverse stuff is confusing, even for him.]

There are different brands, though.

[wingstosee]

I...

[ she looks like she's somewhere between "disbelief" and "ready to cry." what is this person talking about?? what is a bantha???? why is it blue?

something finally clicks - visibly, in her eyes - and she puts two and two together (mostly). she leans back, lacing her fingers together. ]

Ohh! Oh, I think I get it. It's like, a breed of cow, right? [ she mimics pulling on a cow's udders, and almost immediately regrets ever doing that in public. flushing bright red, she continues. ] You know, like... Black Angus. Like that.

[merging]

[The udder part registers, but the rest? Ezra looks about as confused as she was a moment ago.]

... What's a cow?

[wingstosee]

...uh.

[ she stares at him, mouth agape. after a moment, she shuts it and makes the exact same gesture again. ]

You know. A cow...?

[merging]

Yeah, I got that. [He repeats the gesture.] That's how you milk something, like a bantha. But I don't know what a cow is or what it has to do with any of this.

[wingstosee]

Oh my god. Oh my god? Okay, um. We're talking about the same thing, right? Like...

[ she moves her hands to her belly, about ready to literally mimic udders, before she realizes how phenomenally bad of an idea that is and moves up to her head instead. and draws... little horns up by her head. ]

You know. That?

[merging]

No? I mean... Banthas have horns, but-

[He draws little swirls in the air by his head to indicate horns that are more similar to a ram's.]

Like this.

[wingstosee]

Oh.

[ oh. ]

So I guess they're more like... sheep-cows? Maybe?

[merging]

They're not sheep. Or cows, whatever those are.

[Sheep are okay, though. He's never seen one, but???]

They're bantha. I guess they're most similar to nerfs?

[wingstosee]

What?

[ it's not even remotely angry. it is more than a little flustered. ]

Wait, you know what sheep are- what's a nerf??

[merging]

It's... you know!

[He does the same udder gesture again, but this time the horn gesture is different. Instead he indicates two horns going up, and then two horns going to the side.]

And they're really hairy like banthas too!

[wingstosee]

No, I don't! That's the problem!

[ this is getting them nowhere!! it kind of sucks!! she covers her face with her hands for a moment, and even if it doesn't help her look at nothing - turns out having like seventy-five eyes is really bad for that! - the act is at least a little calming. she takes a deep breath, sighs, and looks back up to him. ]

Space animal. It's just... a space animal. [ she pauses. ] Cows are just space animals for you too, I guess. But. Not sheep? Evidently??

[ a pause. she looks down at her unappetizing dish... thinks... and finally gives a small, tired laugh. ]

...what were we even talking about?

[merging]

[He shakes his head and sighs. Technically, she's right, but also... there's one thing he still needs to correct.]

They don't live in space. They're just regular animals.

[Still, that gets a small laugh from him too.]

Uh, milk? That's what I'm drinking.

[wingstosee]

That's so weird. Why sheep?

[ -oh, right. milk! she laughs a little again, less tired this time, and points at his cup. ]

Maybe that's the problem. That just looks like cow milk to me. [ a beat. ] ...or goat milk? Or really any kind of milk. Everything I know that can get milked looks... whitish like that.

Wait, can't sheep be milked too? Isn't sheep cheese, like, a thing?

[merging]

I don't know, why don't you have banthas?

[He holds out the cup to her, offering her a taste.]

Honestly, I've only ever had bantha milk and it's blue. Not sure about everything else, though... where are you from anyways?

[wingstosee]

The same reason you don't have cows? I'm asking why we both have sheep. If you said they were like... flargons? Or something, I'd understand that. Sort of.

[ she looks at the cup warily for all of, like, three seconds before reaching and taking a sip. she preemptively winces - and then stops, looks at the cup for a moment, and hands it back. ]

Huh. It's... just milk? Cow milk, I mean. I think that's honestly the least bad thing I've tried today.

[merging]

Yeah, it's not bad, but... you know when you're expecting one thing and you get something else? So you can't help but be disappointed? It's not even the blue thing. It tastes different than bantha milk. It's really slight, but it's just enough to be noticeable.

[Welcome to his milk review podcast.]

Anyways, it's... uh nice to meet you? Despite, you know, everything. Sheep included.

[wingstosee]

Oh! Yeah, no, I totally get you. It's like... I guess it's like if I was expecting cow milk and got bantha milk instead. [ ... ] Oh my god. Do you think we'll get bantha milk if I ask it for cow milk?

[ she snickers a bit, covering her mouth politely before responding to that other bit. ]

Yeah. It's really nice to meet you, uh... [ ... ] Wait, sorry, did we. Ever introduce ourselves?

[merging]

Hey, it's worth a shot!

[Maybe if they ask for bad food they'll get good food too??? That's probably hoping for too much, though.]

... Oh yeah. We didn't, did we? I'm... I'm Ezra. Ezra Bridger.

[wingstosee]

Ezra. That's a nice name. [ it's a little awkward to say, but, well. it's not like she's been anything else so far. ] I'm Venus. It really is nice to meet you.

[ it's kind of strange to say after a conversation entirely about space cows, but, well - she's definitely bonded over stranger things. ]