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khuimods) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-08-24 10:19 pm
Entry tags:
- #event,
- #mission,
- [dragon age] kit gandir (oc),
- [houseki no kuni] rutile,
- [marvel | imaa] gene khan,
- [marvel | imaa] tony stark,
- [original character] aly haskell,
- [original character] valdis,
- [original character] x,
- [outlast] miles upshur,
- [realm of the elderlings] the fool,
- [splatoon 2] kai (oc),
- [tales of symphonia] sheena fujibayashi,
- † [houseki no kuni] antarcticite,
- † [houseki no kuni] padparadscha,
- † [original character] ilda
[Event] NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS: A CITY CONSUMED
Characters: Any signed up for the scouting mission here
Date: August 25-September 13
Location: The triple-tower shunt
Situation: It's a Shunt! Grab what you can and get out.
Warnings/Rating: In individual threads - please remember to warn!
The shunt, when it appears, is immediately obvious. There are silver towers, reaching skyward and glinting brightly in the sun – where the rays can reach them, through the thick twining cover of green vines and branches. Closer it is evident there are three, all interconnected, and a smattering of smaller buildings spreading out beside – some few of these have been bisected in their arrival.
To certain Dreamfolk, it will be very obvious that these are skyscrapers, not simply any tower. But overgrown ones; these have clearly not seen the touch of people, or pruners, in tens of years at least.
A scouting mission is immediately arranged to track the bounds of the shunt, and assess the potential. Shortly after, word goes out for volunteers for a recovery mission…
Running the volunteer show is a relatively short Muin man with a kind smile but a brisk voice. He doesn't have a lot of time to spare – once people come to him he points them at a tower. "Go with a buddy, grab easy to carry things that aren't nailed down and look likely. If you're not sure, a shine or a glow or anything with joints is a good bet."
There's a bustle of people around the bases of the towers. Some are trying to deal with various door problems; more have spread out to canvass the environs, scouting through the smaller and less likely buildings for anything that sticks out. Largely, they return disappointed. There are abandoned vehicles overgrown with vines, now rusted out and useless, which get largely ignored except for seating value. Samples of plants are taken, from leaves to root segments, and secured for transport into a foreign environment. One enterprising crew is scaling the outside of the southernmost tower with ropes and grappling hooks, two strong-armed friends singing some old shanty below as they belay.
Motion is constant all around, hurried but not rushed. Most notably at the moment, everyone at the base of the towers seems comfortable, not alarmed. There's been no sign of dangerous wildlife, which means – at least for now – that it's free salvage, and all anyone has to do is get to it before the shunt fades.
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OOC Notes:
Mods will begin threads with descriptive headers to present the situation, obstacle, and some suggestion on easily visible courses of action.
After that, it's your country. However, we'll be keeping an eye on things, of course! Expect some intermittent input on low-risk threads, and more regular input on high-risk threads. Remember you may back out at any time if you find it necessary.
Below, you will find headers for the entrances to all three towers. Please split up accordingly. In the case of Tower 3, please keep to separate threads per group, despite the similar starting locale.
Once you have progressed far enough – four comments per character – even if you are not finished, you may tag into the Plans header with your group's determined course of action. You will receive a confirmation of your choices, as well as an assessment of the level of risk present as your group presses on, and the next stage will be provided for you. You do not need to stop tagging the old one; it is simply to keep things moving.
If you have questions, please direct them here and we will be happy to clarify as we can.
Date: August 25-September 13
Location: The triple-tower shunt
Situation: It's a Shunt! Grab what you can and get out.
Warnings/Rating: In individual threads - please remember to warn!
The shunt, when it appears, is immediately obvious. There are silver towers, reaching skyward and glinting brightly in the sun – where the rays can reach them, through the thick twining cover of green vines and branches. Closer it is evident there are three, all interconnected, and a smattering of smaller buildings spreading out beside – some few of these have been bisected in their arrival.
To certain Dreamfolk, it will be very obvious that these are skyscrapers, not simply any tower. But overgrown ones; these have clearly not seen the touch of people, or pruners, in tens of years at least.
A scouting mission is immediately arranged to track the bounds of the shunt, and assess the potential. Shortly after, word goes out for volunteers for a recovery mission…
Running the volunteer show is a relatively short Muin man with a kind smile but a brisk voice. He doesn't have a lot of time to spare – once people come to him he points them at a tower. "Go with a buddy, grab easy to carry things that aren't nailed down and look likely. If you're not sure, a shine or a glow or anything with joints is a good bet."
There's a bustle of people around the bases of the towers. Some are trying to deal with various door problems; more have spread out to canvass the environs, scouting through the smaller and less likely buildings for anything that sticks out. Largely, they return disappointed. There are abandoned vehicles overgrown with vines, now rusted out and useless, which get largely ignored except for seating value. Samples of plants are taken, from leaves to root segments, and secured for transport into a foreign environment. One enterprising crew is scaling the outside of the southernmost tower with ropes and grappling hooks, two strong-armed friends singing some old shanty below as they belay.
Motion is constant all around, hurried but not rushed. Most notably at the moment, everyone at the base of the towers seems comfortable, not alarmed. There's been no sign of dangerous wildlife, which means – at least for now – that it's free salvage, and all anyone has to do is get to it before the shunt fades.
---
OOC Notes:
Mods will begin threads with descriptive headers to present the situation, obstacle, and some suggestion on easily visible courses of action.
After that, it's your country. However, we'll be keeping an eye on things, of course! Expect some intermittent input on low-risk threads, and more regular input on high-risk threads. Remember you may back out at any time if you find it necessary.
Below, you will find headers for the entrances to all three towers. Please split up accordingly. In the case of Tower 3, please keep to separate threads per group, despite the similar starting locale.
Once you have progressed far enough – four comments per character – even if you are not finished, you may tag into the Plans header with your group's determined course of action. You will receive a confirmation of your choices, as well as an assessment of the level of risk present as your group presses on, and the next stage will be provided for you. You do not need to stop tagging the old one; it is simply to keep things moving.
If you have questions, please direct them here and we will be happy to clarify as we can.
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It is, X has to say, a spectacularly pretty beetle.
True to his implied word, he hangs well back, staying within easy reach of the Fool and letting Gene handle whatever the metallic insect might decide to do next. X is no stranger to metal pets, but he's never seen one with antennae before, and -- like the Fool said -- they have no way of knowing what got left behind in the abandoned building, or what it may have been programmed to do.
A thought occurs, and X fumbles for his yimo. "Wait," he says, "let me see if I can get a photo --"
no subject
"A good idea," he agrees distractedly. Already he seems to have forgotten his earlier caution, taking a few steps after the retreating insect.
no subject
And if it's a sentry, he doesn't want it to report the intruders back to whoever, or whatever, it's scouting on behalf of.
"Or we could get the real thing," he murmurs, continuing to advance.
no subject
And easy to scare,, he'd add, if it isn't obvious Gene knows already; he's advancing as softly as it's possible to walk on a tiled floor. Before Gene can get too close, X snaps the photo, and then takes a few more, just to be safe. Hopefully one of them caught a good angle.
"I wonder if there's more of them," X murmurs, a little ominously for those with more paranoid dispositions.
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--yet it seems that whatever senses the thing possesses, it is well equipped to note changes in its environment. Abruptly, it flashes blue and begins to scurry away. The Fool startles, eyes widening, and darts after it.
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He summons his armor.
There's a flash of bright light and he's taller, clad in frightening black-and-gold armor, and the beetle appears in his hand in a flash of light. "Gotcha." When he speaks, his voice is modulated to be much deeper, adding to his sinister appearance.
Not letting this thing go was well worth potentially frightening his fellow adventurers. Besides, it's not like it's exactly a secret anymore. Not in Keeliai, anyway, and hiding it in Aifaran would only make him feel too much like he felt back on Earth - hunted. He is what he is, and what he is is the Mandarin. For better or worse.