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- alien: ellen ripley,
- angel sanctuary: sakuya kira,
- boyfriend to death: ren hana,
- breaking bad: jesse pinkman,
- danganronpa: hajime hinata,
- dc comics: kara zor el,
- dceu: diana prince,
- devil survivor: hibiki kuze,
- devilman crybaby: akira fudo,
- devilman crybaby: ryo asuka,
- digimon: erika mishima,
- doctor who: clara oswald,
- dragonball super: kale,
- harry potter: hermione granger,
- homestuck: dave strider,
- homestuck: terezi pyrope,
- lost girl: kenzi malikov,
- marvel comics: kamala khan,
- marvel comics: pietro maximoff,
- mash: hawkeye pierce,
- mcu: daisy johnson,
- mcu: frank castle,
- mcu: gamora,
- mcu: karen page,
- mcu: peter quill,
- mcu: steve rogers,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- metroid: samus aran,
- nier automata: 2b,
- nier automata: 9s,
- nier automata: a2,
- original: haruto saitou,
- original: katarina eranas,
- pacific rim: mako mori,
- pacific rim: raleigh becket,
- penny dreadful: vanessa ives,
- penumbra podcast: juno steel,
- persona: goro akechi,
- persona: haru okumura,
- persona: makoto niijima,
- persona: naoya toudou,
- persona: ren amamiya,
- persona: ryuji sakamoto,
- power rangers: zack taylor,
- raven cycle: joseph kavinsky,
- resident evil: lucas baker,
- shadowhunters: clary fray,
- shadowhunters: sebastian,
- star wars: ezra bridger,
- star wars: kylo ren,
- star wars: rey,
- stormlight archives: jasnah kholin,
- the expanse: alex kamal,
- the expanse: amos burton,
- the fall: mainframe ai,
- the fall: the butler,
- windstorm comics: apollo,
- wktd: jupiter,
- wktd: neptune,
- wktd: venus,
- xcu: erik lehnsherr,
- xcu: rogue,
- young justice: kaldurahm,
- young justice: wally west,
- zero escape: snake
( 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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but people talking about cigarettes? she can handle that, at least. she flashes an unsteady smile kira's way, shaking her head softly. ]
Mm. Sorry. I haven't heard about anyone finding anything yet.
[ her jumpsuit is tied off at her waist, the white tank leaving more than enough room for her wings to come out behind her. still, she's much more relaxed than she was her first day - the eyes on them roll around slowly, taking in the entirety of the room rather than darting from person to person. ]
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That's way too much effort. Instead, Kira blinks a couple of times, very slowly, before addressing the girl.]
Never seen wings like that before. Who'd you piss off?
[He'll lament the lack of cigarettes in a minute. Those wings really took him off guard.]
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Um. God, technically? [ there is literally no way around that. there are about twenty thousand people she's pissed off and all of them are because her wings are a middle finger to the heavens. ] Along with like everyone else in the Midwest. But God's probably the most important one there.
[ she doesn't seem too torn up over it - given the way she relaxes as the giggles finally leave her, and the way she leans back against the wall to talk more directly with kira. ]
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Who hasn't though, honestly?
[Kira didn't miss him. Lucifer didn't miss him.] May be the most direct reason for the wing eyes, but that don't make him the most important. Not by far. I mean, fuck 'im, right? What's he done for us lately?
[Huh. Was she fallen then? Who knows? He didn't seem maybe as surprised or tense about all of that that a normal guy might, but he honestly could not be assed to act more upset. After all, if he was locked way out here and there was some other angel with a strange deformity, how could he be? At least he didn't get stuck into a sword this time.]
Can't fuckin' believe no one's got their hands on cigarettes yet.
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[ it's dropped casually, with no idea of how kira might take it. venus doesn't think she's talking to the devil right now, after all - she thinks he's doing it, if anything. ]
Ugh. I know, right? Like, everyone says you have to be grateful for creation, and his Grand Plan, and all of that, but also... It's kind of a shitty creation?? Like, sorry, but he put in a lot of shitty parts. And whenever you point that out, it's Part of God's Plan and For the Greater Good? It's the worst.
[ she laughs as she finishes her little tirade, smiling warmly towards kira. she doesn't know him yet - not even a little bit! - but it's nice having someone she can just. talk to like this? she's been walking on eggshells since she got here, explaining the devil and god and who she is, and having someone to commiserate with is just. well. nice. ]
You're like the third person here I can talk to about that stuff. It's pretty rad. [ a beat. she crosses her arms, gives a tiny wave. ] I'm Venus. I'd, uh, give you a cigarette if I had one?
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Yeah, fuck that shit, honestly. Anything to piss off the big man.
[He likes the tirade, honestly. Kind of reminds him of home.]
We'll figure out the cigarettes at some point though. No rush. I mean, until I start getting withdrawals or something.
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Ugh. Why does so much stuff give you withdrawals? Coffee, alcohol, cigarettes... It's like, if something is any fun your body doesn't want you doing it. Or stopping, at least.
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[He laughed a little at that.]
Sucks when you don't got a choice though, right? Anyway, I'm Kira. It's nice to meet you, despite the circumstances. You'll keep an eye out for cigarettes for me, right?
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[ "sucks when you don't got a choice though." yeah, that's really what it is, isn't it? venus isn't about defiance so much as freedom. she wants to be who she is, whether or not it's good or bad.
but right now, bad doesn't sound too awful. so she flashes him a grin, and says- ]
Totally. As long as you let me try one.
[ she's not even that interested. but, well, it's worth a try, right? ]
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Hell yeah I will! I'd let you try whatever you want. You need anything and you come to me, you got it?
[He actually meant it too, surprisingly. He might be a piece of shit, but he was a piece of shit who loved to enable people.]
I'll see what I can scrounge up myself too.
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[ she's not sure how long that's going to last. hopefully long enough? but it feels rude to not say anything after all this. ]
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Ah, right. You should probably hold on to that. Maybe we can get a bunch of shit together and have a party later.
[A shitty space party, but you know, whatever.]
I bet we could have a fun trip if we get fucked up here on the observation deck and look out onto the stars. Or a terrible one, but that's how it goes.
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[ that's probably what akira would want, anyway. even if her one experience with his
straighthuman best friends was about as Decidedly Uncool as you can get??? when he brings up the stars, she has a moment of actual contemplation - legitimately turning and staring outside the window - before she responds. ]That sounds amazing. [ and she's not exaggerating, either. that much is clear in her voice. ] How many other people do you think have gotten to do something like that?
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Guess I'm more obvious than I thought I was. Figured maybe you wouldn't recognize me if I didn't recognize you.
[His memory might just still be fuzzy. There were a lot of centuries to remember, after all.]
Wishful thinking. Hey, do me a favor and just keep on pretending I'm human, alright? Sakuya Kira, totally human burnout.
[That should do it. She didn't seem too keen on outing him, anyway. Even outed, he couldn't help but think on how that would be. Sitting out in space, maybe feeling one with the cosmos.
He kind of wished Katou was here.]
I doubt any human back home has ever even dreamed of such a thing. Angels and demons probably haven't done anything like it either.
We've got a pretty unique situation.
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[ she looks at him with a real, honest-to-god look of confusion for a good three seconds. but then it sinks in, and suddenly she knows exactly what's being said. he's like her. well, maybe a little less out about it, but... there's no way around it. he's the devil. ]
Yeah, don't worry. I can keep quiet. [ and she can, too. she hasn't even mentioned akira to the others yet - although his best friend's meltdown may have had something to do with that. ] Kira. Got it. I'd tell you to pretend I was human too, but I think I'd honestly slap you if you did?
[ it's a lie. a boldfaced one, at that. she'd only do it jokingly and then apologize for half an hour. but that's not as important as the feeling she's getting across, or the next juicy bit of info she's got to offer- ]
Either way, you're not alone. There's two others like us on the station. [ at least goes unsaid. secrets are serious business!! ] I think you'd like them? They're way cooler than me. Haha.
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People didn't love Lucifer. They followed him, worshipped him, feared him, or hated him, but he was something more than a person to the point of never being a person. Sakuya Kira was a person. A huge fuckup who smoked and drank and slept around, who was an asshole and yet still was treated just like anyone else.]
I dunno, I think you're pretty cool. Wouldn't say no to more company though, we're a long way from home. And you know what they say about misery and company.
[Or something. Whatever. He hadn't bothered making friends in some time, but he felt like he probably would not... end up saving them from overdoses or anything. Probably for the best? But it did mean he was going to have to start feeling missing people. Blech.]
You know it'd be real hard to just pretend you were human, what with you just walking around with your wings exposed like that.
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[ she laughs - a sweet sound, amused and only a little embarrassed. ]
And I kind of figured? But it's like. I don't know, I don't even hide it and half the people here still think I'm human. [ which is absolutely bizarre to her, to say the last. ] I think they think it's like. A metaphor? Which makes literally no sense, but you know.
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Your wings... are... a metaphor...???
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[ she gives one of her wings a little flap. yep. definitely nothing metaphorical here. ]
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[He can't help but laugh at that, for a moment remembering how Katou told him exactly how he would have responded if he had just told him the truth.]
How could they ever know how bad we are? And... how could they even know what 'bad' means? They've never even seen Heaven. What it's really like. What they count as 'good' or 'bad'.
But that's what I like about them, too. Despite how hard I tried, I couldn't even fulfill my promise to make my father hate me. Hell, he's not even technically my father, and yet... [Kira shrugs. God, this was making him homesick. Homesick for Tokyo, which was much more of a home to him than Hell ever would be.]
Stubborn.
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[ she listens to him talk, and the more he says the more she understands. how could she not? these are all thoughts she's had, for the most part. they couldn't understand what makes her a bad girl, not without even understanding bad in the first place. and... ]
I kind of like it too. [ a soft smile, fond and quiet. ] Not all the time? But, like... They're so committed to finding good. Even if it's not what they think it is. And sometimes that's nice to feel.
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[That was it, wasn't it? They were so stubborn that they refused to simply accept that a person was irredeemable. They fought forward, digging themselves in in order to find that goodness. Or they accepted you despite your badness. Between Kira's father, who refused to reject his son, no matter how terribly he acted, and Katou, his best friend who was just as much of a fuckup as he was, but for much better reasons, and of course Setsuna, and all of his... everything... He had experienced a wide array of humans all equally stubborn in finding that good.]
It's so weird. Such short lifespans, and they just spend them connecting with each other. Meanwhile angels with their infinite lives just spend eternity keeping each other away...
[He shakes his head.]
Listen to me. I'm supposed to be some kind of Big Evil, right? And here I just sound like a lovesick idiot.
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No way. Isn't that the most devilish thing you can do? [ she breathes in deep, preparing herself for what she wants to say. ] God and everyone that follows him set out a big name for you, and you're just like. No?? Screw that.
[ it's how she's lived life - quietly up until now, more loudly with each passing day. ]
Being the devil means you don't have to play his crappy games.
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I'd imagine anything I do would be 'the most devilish thing you can do'. It's just strange to have gone soft with the kind of life I've lived so far.
[He's not sure how he's learned to love humanity through being the kind of asshole he was, but the surprises were part of it, he guessed.]
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[ surprises are just kind of a part of life when you're human. honestly, when you're the devil, too. she can't imagine that part would change. ]
...I wish I had more to offer, here. I'm kind of new to- well. All of this.
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