❪ event ❫ a moment in eternity

[natha]

TO THERE AND BACK     It has been a month of chills uncharacteristic of what you might remember as summer — cold days and even colder nights. The days are short and the nights feel eternal. With the recent disruption of the network and no sign of a resolution for the world outside of Nadril, one has to wonder what the future holds for El Nysa. What of Olympia, Wyver, and their residents? The animals you cared for - are they destined to remain as frozen as wretched Ysverai forever? What will become of the sleeping ones in Thesa when there is nowhere else to go but this icy city? Yet not all hope is lost just yet. The woman that appeared at the start of the network errors finally shows up again in another network post. Greetings to you all. I apologize for my abrupt appearance and departure before… My name is Nurray, and I am the closest thing to a monarch that you will find here in Nadril. Magda is... indisposed, so I am here to speak to you in his place. First and foremost, you will notice that your network devices are fully functional once more. Should you experience any further issues, please report them to me immediately so that it can be taken care of. Secondly… Investigating the strange frequency interference we've been experiencing has brought some troubling data to light. The passage of time outside of this colony has been halted, of course, but the hold seems... unstable. Whatever it is that Darma has done to contain the calamity, I doubt that it will last for long. Time is an unpredictable force, and attempting to control it can only have adverse effects on the world. You could stay here if you so chose, outside the reach of that magic... but to do that would be to abandon the rest of this planet to an unenviable fate. ...ah, but there is no need to take my word for it. You can see the effects for yourselves, if you wish — merely look outside. "Seeing is believing"... isn’t that the phrase? Nurray has a point: refugees have not been given a chance to see the outside. The frequent snowstorm barrier of Nadril has made it impossible to see what it's like beyond the colony. Soon after the network post, as though the snow has been "turned off," clouds will clear. With the barrier created by the snow gone, the red sun shines brightly upon the dreary city with its warmth. You can see a purple haze on the south horizon, a indication that Yservai wasn’t all just a dream. He's still there, so far away, yet so close anyway. Near the entrance, a mound of snow melts, revealing steps leading towards the underground. It seems to be a part of the subway station you might have found earlier during your exploration of the colony — this time, the station has been powered on. Two trains lie in wait — their destinations read: Olympia and Wyver. — El Nysa is waiting. FREEZE FRAME     The technology found in the subway station of Nadril is truly out of this world. The combined efforts of Natha technology and alien minds have truly created state-of-the-art transportation never before seen by the typical Nysan. It takes no longer than one hour for the intercoms to announce their arrival to the outskirts of the Dranbu Kingdom — though, even with the platform available, the train never stops; it instead continues for another half hour for it to reach the North Gate of the Olympian Empire, where it sits until it's time to return to the tundra. All in all, it takes a mere hour and a half for this high-speed subway travel from Nadril to Olympia. The second train does make a quick stop at the Olympian Station, but it will be another painless hour and a half until it reaches the jungle of the Wyver Kingdom. Because Wyver is its own island, connected only by a bridge, you might notice that a small part of the travel was underwater. The trip takes only a total of three hours, but there's plenty of time for sightseeing. After all, isn't that the whole point of this trip? BE STILL MY HEART. Leaving the train, you are immediately hit with the still, warm air of the underground. It's hot, much different from the winter of the north, but perhaps a welcome change. The station is old, but it still has a fairly new smell to it, and not just because it's been unused for so long. It feels out of place compared to the rest of this world, and this is especially true when you reach the surface. The entrance was hidden under the earth right near the North Gate. Upon leaving the station, you're immediately hit with the familiar wretched smell and atmosphere of the undead. Even if you're new, you won’tt be able to miss Ysverai, the risen Great Dragon. You see this massive creature on the horizon, mouth wide and ready to blast El Nysa into nothing. Yet he remains still — as are all the terrified residents of Olympia. You've only seen this on the monitors of Thesa Station, and now you're able to experience first-hand how utterly quiet and still the world is now. The native Olympians are all over — you see most of them running away from the Great Dragon. Others equipped their armors and rode their steeds straight toward the danger in hopes of protecting their Empire. And the civilians, having lost all hope, are huddled together — at least they would have been able to spend their final moments with loved ones. Up on Thesa Station, you felt dread when you'd observed Ysverai for too long — this remains true here. That dread reaches your heart and clutches it. You feel his pain and suffering, and for those too in tune with emotions, it may be too much for you to be near him. Best to steer clear from him, or perhaps return to the underground. There is much more to be seen, after all. PRAYING WITH FIRE. Another hour and a half south on the subway, and you'll reach the Wyver Station. It's far warmer here in the station this further south, but Ysverai's dread doesn't reach here. On the surface, you are instead immediately hit with the overwhelming humidity of the jungle. With summer in full swing, the layers you've brought with you from Nadril become a burden. In Wyver, the mood is far different. The Great Dragon Yservai was once a being that was respected and worshipped by the Wyver people — not to mention that the one responsible is none other than Prince Raysc — thus his revival is met with somber resilience. Most of Wyver natives, instead of running away, had gathered around fires in prayer. Trained dragons that were unaffected by Ysverai's influence bow by their master's sides in acceptance of what they feel in their heart is to come with the Great Dragon's final blow. You may even spot your own dragon, eyes beamed up toward Thesa, like it knows you were up there at the moment time stood still. It's hard to imagine where one can go from here. You might start thinking about clean-up efforts, how to achieve proper burials for the fallen ones... but with time frozen, you will find that you cannot actually move anything or anyone. It will be dusk, as Thesa's shines across the skies, when storm cloud gather before Thesa's light. And from the clouds is a familiar figure — Once again, she has descended. TIME & TIME AGAIN     Darma is glowing as bright as the naked eye can perceive. Her massive, true form floats before the world she's built from dust. Is this world salvageable in your eyes, Refugee? We held time in hopes that we fould find a way to dissolve this Ysverai back to the ashes from which he was reanimated. Unfortunately, we continue to be unseeing, thus uncertain of the future... after all, our powers are near depleted. Nurray was correct, Refugee, in that I cannot hold time for much longer. There is... another way, however. It is not ideal by any means, but we shall do what we must to keep Ysverai frozen. As for us... we have expended far too much of our energy — Refugee, I am too aware of the misfortunes you've experienced in your time here. I have failed in my promise to provide better living... perhaps, with more time, I may yet see a better future. Until then, I leave Thesa, our hearts, in your hands. Farewell, Refugee. Her brightness dims as she says her final words — at the same time, raises her arms, palms wide, then closes her hands into a fist. In that instant, time is resumed. It's slow at first, as though time is trying to catch up with reality. It takes a several moments until the slow-motion picture before them reaches normalcy. Darma turns her attention to Yservai, whose motion is also returning, but not for long. In her true form, they are comparable in size; Darma's glow continues to dim as she draws closer to the Great Dragon, and then she coils herself around him, holding him still before assimilating into the wretched creature. By the end of it, time has completely returned to normal, and all residents were able to witness the Natha holding time still for Ysverai — The process turns the Great Dragon, as well as Darma, into stone. HIT PLAY TO REPLAY     Darma has resumed time, and Ysverai is no longer a threat. However, it comes with a hefty price for the Natha. The massive, stone statue of Darma embracing Ysverai looms in the valley between the cities of Olympia and Wyver. It's no doubt an intimidating addition to the world, but there is some peace in knowing it's all over. When civilians finally come to, they can't help but look upon the statue in awe — and their respective cities. It's much to take in all at once. Much destruction has been wrought— buildings lay in ruin, and of the citizens still alive, many look to be in poor physical condition. 1. I. The Sanctuary has sustained much damage, and with the high demand of medical care, cannot serve as the central healing place for those in need. Instead, it is up to individual citizens to find resources and establish places of care. Those with a medical inclination or healing powers may set up medical tents, or work out of their homes. Not everything has been destroyed, and it is still possible to obtain supplies from the market or request them from The Sanctuary. There is also, unfortunately, the tragic task of transporting corpses to graveyards and giving fallen citizens a proper burial. The Temples thank you for your service. II. In order to have a functioning city again, buildings and facilities must be repaired and rebuilt. It's possible your own home was demolished in the battle. With so many important buildings needing to be repaired, city officials are too overwhelmed with the coordination of such tasks to double-check that buildings are restored to their original form. What's more, they seem to encourage design innovation, believing that a new, fresh look to the city will revitalize people's morale. Now is the time to put your own unique flair on the interior or exterior of Olympia's infrastructure. Even parts of the Palace need repair. Time has resumed, yes, but the magic that Darma employs isn't flawless. As powerful of an entity as she may be, to tamper with time is difficult. Some would say it defies the laws of nature. Nature seems to agree, and in the next few weeks, El Nysa will be facing a few hiccups as it finds its equilibrium once more and citizens try to return to normalcy. Strangely enough, El Nysa natives are not disturbed by the occurrence of these events. III. Characters may find that they occasionally (or frequently) suffer from lapses in memory. These difficulties with memory may range from light to severe, although they are thankfully not permanent. Within the span of a few minutes to a few hours, difficulties in remembering people and events are resolved. That isn't to say a similar problem won’t happen again tomorrow… IV. Is it just you, or is your housemate looking a bit old lately? No, it isn't just stress making some citizens appear older. For a short amount of time, some characters may find themselves advancing or regressing in age, both physically and mentally. This particular kind of time hiccup is rare and may be particularly disturbing to the affected person’s friends. Thankfully, there have been no cases of this effect lasting more than an hour. V. At times, it seems as though objects and people in El Nysa will feel a bit out of place. These are beings and things that belong to what some may call "alternate universes." Their presence is transient, and some will only appear for a few instances before returning to their rightful existence. The ones that linger a bit longer, however, may make your day more interesting. Before you stands a pet just like yours, except it talks...? Perhaps you'll meet another version of yourself, a more bloodthirsty version of yourself. Or maybe you'll run into a version of your friend that really enjoys your company. The possibilities are truly endless, and potentially mortifying. VI. Towards the end of the month, the frequency of the aforementioned disturbances will decrease. Following this will be an increase in a different sort of disturbance: one that will either make literal seconds seem like an eternity, or force you to move and talk at a speed you never thought possible. It's as though some higher entity is pressing the fast forward or slow down button on life, and considering your mind works at the same pace as normal, the phenomenon is as frustrating as it sounds. Hope you weren't planning to be on time for anything, because it might be awhile before the universe allows you to take that next step. But these phenomena does draw to a close — and with it, you may wonder what will happen now to those sleeping ones in Thesa now that Darma has turned to stone. After all, it will be near the time of which more refugees should wake... Repairs to Thesa Station should remain ongoing so long as parts can be salvaged from Nadril, at least. And with speed travel via subway possible, it should make travel far easier than ever before. Even with Darma gone, you will have to move forward. There is still much to be done. FINAL OOC NOTES     You may acquire REP for Nadril, and either Olympia or Wyver in this log. An AC-eligible thread for ONE (1) NADRIL REP POINT may be submitted HERE BY AUGUST 26TH, 11:59 PM EST. A second AC-eligible thread for 1 REP for either Olympia OR Wyver may be submitted HERE OR HERE BY AUGUST 26TH, 11:59 PM EST. Please direct questions to the questions thread below! Thank you! QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● lore ● map ● npcs taken ● atp/emp ● application ● rep/acp calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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[stuns]

[ juno squints a second because the rest kind of gets drowned out by the - ]

So... what are you if you aren't human? Because you look pretty human to me right now.

[braidedwonder]

Yeah. Small, silent, built like a brick shit house. [ Listen, he knows Heero Yuy a little too well to describe him to anyone outside himself as anything other than that. Heero's an enigma at best, but Duo would like to think he's spent long enough dissecting grunts and figuring out what they meant to make at least some headway with the other young man. ]

It's... I guess kinda like how Barbatos works. It feeds information to the pilot and the pilot feeds back.. interfacing brain and computer. Problem was it drove most people who tried it nuts and led to them identifying literally anyone and anything as an enemy instead of being able to distinguish rapidly..

Causes hallucinations as the system tries to feed you all the possible flight paths and attack trajectories, that kinda stuff..

Heero had a pretty good grasp on it but I never got to attempt. Though I did get reminded I was deadly enough all on my own.

[beatupgrass]

I was kinda in the middle of something, so not really. One minute I'm fighting a sentient planet, then boom. I've got Darma's voice in my head and I'm on Thesa trying to suss out what the hell happened.

[But as for the Storm... He shifts from one foot to the other.] I never seen anything like it, but I know things like it exist with a few differences. There's some nasty crap out there. And you never think it's gonna happen to you 'til it does.

[beatupgrass]

[There's a brief pause where Rocket weighs that in his mind to the point where he actively looks pained. On one hand... Money. He's greedy as hell, and he's already said he'd rather make a living building and selling and repairing than doing fetch quests, but on the other hand....

Eh fuck it. He'll compromise by not asking for a lot.] I mean I wasn't gonna ask, but if you're offering, I ain't gonna say no to a little bit of silver.

[beatupgrass]

Yeah, I know. You knew to steal a knife. Your... dude... friend... mentor guy trained you to be, y'know, lethal and all that. [His understanding of that relationship is somewhere between not understanding it at all and "Thanos and Gamora, but I'm not gonna actively say that comparison."] But things are a little crazy right now, and as weird as this is for me to say? I need some quiet.

[So he leads her to a table in the corner and orders himself something extremely strong. And of course, since he understands nothing about legal drinking age and this place probably doesn't care either, he gestures at Mini-Dutch.] And whatever she wants.

[notwagging]

Definitely... like meat! Meat is so good. Still don't know why humans have to cook it, it's better when it's still really pink.

[ licking his chops, Keaton again gives some attention to Mikazuki's face and lips. ]

... let's think about what else you want to do with the farm. I can pick up all the things you don't want and throw them somewhere else.

[stuns]

Coffee. Tomorrow.

[ he repeats it, like a confirmation with a vague air of a question tapering off on the end. it's a "yes" either way because how else does juno answer something that makes his insides turn in a not so awful (but still pretty awful) way. ]

Well, I'm not that popular yet and my list of people who might want to see me dead is surprisingly non-existent, so... sure. Tomorrow.

[ what the hell else does juno really have to do okay. ]

-

[ meanwhile, the impostor peter holds by the shoulder simply tilts its head, smiling regardless of peter's brow raise. what happens on the other end of the phone doesn't seem to concern it. instead, it rests a hand where peter's wrist lies, fingers drumming faintly along the spur of bone there. it's oddly patient, humming something indistinct to itself with an oddly satisfied smile on its face, like there's something it knows that peter very much doesn't. ]

[torchwoodteaboy]

A dishwasher too. Ianto can't help but let out the breath of a laugh at the thought, when putting it like that. But he's right, of course. Not everyone can be the hero. You need to have people willing to get dirty too. To do the thankless jobs that not everyone else is willing to volunteer for, if they're looking to set the city back to rights. And Ianto had volunteered for some of that. As much as he could, without stretching himself too far. He had a limit himself, which he needed to be mindful of as well. He'd lived through a similar disaster before, after all. And the ghosts of those memories haunted him to this day.

"You do," he agrees. "It's certainly not for everyone, though." He nuzzles his face against the other man's neck. Relishing his touch, though he had thought he was supposed to be nursing John here, not the other way around.

"What about you?" he asks, turning his head to rest on John's shoulder and glance up at him in turn. "Long day?" Even before the dramatics, that is. He can assume so, given what he knows of work in that tent. But hearing it from John directly would be nice.

[impavid]

"Long day," John agrees, "lots of people still with injuries. Not all of them visible."

His free hand smooths up and down Ianto's side while the other stays cupping the back of his neck, keeping him close and warm. Then John eases back a little, turns in and brushes his lips teasingly along Ianto's cheek.

"I think we can turn it around, though."

With a little effort, John is pretty sure the long day can become a more pleasurable long night.

[chickenhearted]

[ Waver blinks and pulls his hand back defensively. ]

That was definitely strange!

[chickenhearted]

[ Waver smacks his forehead, cursing his cheeks for turning red. Seems like he ran into another one of Those Guys, huh?! ]

Of course I can, but — well you don't have to point it out!

[chickenhearted]

I see. So you didn't have to run away from the dragon.

[ He tilts his head a little, thinking probably way too many thoughts all at once. ]

I haven't really been paying attention, but-- [ Oh no, did he lose him for a second there?! ]

Aahhh, but we can definitely find you some place to rest! I'm sure it's this way, come on!

[chickenhearted]

Well... thank you.

[ He tucks the hook away in his pocket for now, very carefully, before he looks back at Dylas. Luckily he doesn't really think anything of the guy averting his gaze. It's a move that Waver has used many times before. Right now he just feels...bolder in his new form. ]

I'm not in pain. [ He nods sagely, though he did falter a bit with his cool facade when Dylas said he looked great. ] I feel pretty good, actually. Like this is how I'm supposed to be.

[ He pauses a moment, letting the awkwardness just bloom between them before he finally shakes his head. ]

You can stay. I mean -- I wasn't doing anything else really.

[torchwoodteaboy]

Ianto tips his head to the side slightly, allowing for further room for John's attentions. Feeling his face begin to heat in response to the other man's attentions, his skin tingling slightly as well.

He slides his arms further around John's waist and up the other man's back in turn as John strokes at him. "I think so," he agrees softly. Lingering in the other man's touch before he forces himself to pull back enough to be able to look him in the eye.

"Nothing too stressful though. The goal for tonight is for you to relax, remember?" He tilts his head to the side, offering him a smile as he rocks him side to side. "Nurse's orders."

[mollymocked]

[Already fine, you can have your damn hand back.] Oh don't worry. I've never done anything for free in my life, and I'd be hard-pressed to find anyone who didn't operate similarly. I understand, completely.

[chickenhearted]

[ nod ] Lots of people come and go here, even with everything going on.

[ He squints though. ] There are a lot of humans around here that could be your age.

[chickenhearted]

[ Waver wobbles a little this way, and then that way, and then finally plops down on his butt with Rider in tow. He winces as they land, grumbling to himself. ]

Oof... seriously? You could have gotten us both seriously hurt!

[chickenhearted]

[ He nods a couple of times. The first time a little uncertain, the second time more sure of himself. ]

Yes! I want to learn!

[impavid]

"Oh yeah? Well, what does my nurse suggest?"

Since Ianto is the nurse, and John of course wouldn't dare to break the rules.

Of course.

"Should I be eating more fries?" he prompts, with faux-innocence, and releases Ianto enough to reach over and grab a couple more. Got to keep his strength up, after all, which means he should be eating... thought perhaps something healthier than fries. Who's counting? Fries are still food, it's still good. He's making at least a small effort here.

[conqueredhearts]

[You'd think he'd figure this out by now since most of his conversations go like that here but nope. So here's Iskandar blinking for a moment before laughing.]

I am a Spirit!

[conqueredhearts]

I knew you'd catch me!

[He giggles and then that dark hair is between them and he's braiding away. Goal...achieved.]

[stuns]

[ sorry to add another to your list, iskander. he's a detective. he loves to ask questions.

that being said, he raises a brow. ]

You don't look... spirit-y to me. Aren't you supposed to float? And be transparent? And scare the crap out of people? You know... spirit stuff?

[conqueredhearts]

The way that I see it is like this...the more you have to hide, the more there is for others to exploit. If you show all that you are then what can anyone use against you? There are no weaknesses if you have already exposed and embraced that part of yourself. Instead you turn it into a strength. Does that make sense?

[He knows not everyone will follow his way of thinking, do what he does. But he can still explain himself to others so they can at least see where he's coming from.]

[conqueredhearts]

Well I can't really do much if I allow myself to be less than solid. Besides that I enjoy walking. Also why would I want to scare people when I could be friends and lovers with them instead?

[Iskandar logic at work here...]

[conqueredhearts]

[It's the second nod that gets a wider smile from the large man.]

Good! We will begin tomorrow after we wake up.