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❪ event ❫ THE DESCENT: PART ONE.

THE PROLOGUE

Your sleep on the night of the 15th is not a restful one, unfortunately. It’s unclear whether you are in a state of half-wakefulness, or dreaming. The voices you hear certainly sound very real.

What is it, Sael?

—Is everyone asleep?!

Every one, yes. Sael, it appears you do not have good news to deliver...?

N-No! I don’t know how it slipped past us, but there’s something powerful coming this way. Something hostile. I can barely keep the core systems online!

... I don't know what to do...

I see... and we cannot protect Thesa and Alria in addition to transferring the Refugees to Olympia. This force, they waited for this moment. They knew I have been Intervening, and that I have become weak from such Interventions—

... We've been had. It cannot be helped. To save the Refugees on the Stations, we must eject the awoken unto El Nysa. My remaining energy shall go into shielding Thesa— left defenseless, every being we have saved on this station will perish... Sael, where is the ideal location for the landing?

Hmm. There aren’t any people within a ten mile radius of The Outlook, and there shouldn’t be any for a few more days. I think that’s the best location right now.

Very well. Instruct Zasere and Roman to begin preparations for an emergency eject. This is the only way we can save everyone. I am counting on you to ward off the enemy on the space front. The rest... is up to our Refugees.

The alarms are blaring. It shouts against your eardrums, calling you to wake again. This time, you are in new pod, strapped down completely and cushioned tightly against the walls. In truth, you had no idea when you’d gone to sleep, but it is reminiscent of when you had been saved from the force of the Storm. A voice greets you when you come to, while the conversation between Darma and Sael is still fresh on your mind. Despite their voices playing like an old tune in your memory, you still know it is something that happened. Something has gone terribly wrong.

You hear Darma speak, her voice loud in your head.

Fellow Refugee, I wake you with regrettable news. A force equal to our own is attempting to engage Thesa, no doubt to steal the souls contained here. My energy is near depleted with this last Intervention, so I cannot send you to the grounds safely as originally intended. However, there is hope yet.This power shall instead shield Thesa and Alria — and believe in me when I swear no one shall be hurt. Your loved ones are safe with us.

—Unfortunately, that is at your expense. Your descent will not be an easy one. This pod that contains you shall pierce through El Nysa's atmosphere and land you on an island west of Olympia, simply called The Outlook. Travel east. Find the West Outpost, then continue east until you find the Olympian North Gate.

There is a method to this madness. You shall be sent in waves. The inhumanly strong shall be first. The parachute will soften the landing, but I am aware of all your capabilities. The first wave will survive the drop, and will work tirelessly to secure the others. Find your bearings, and ensure the safety of the second wave. They are the healers and medics. Catch their pods, ease their landings, make certain that they shall not be harmed, because you will need them for your wounds.

The third wave are your strongmen. They shall help clear the debris and take people to safety, making way for the fourth wave, those can conjure magic to help. Bring everyone to a safe distance. A supply drop will follow soon after; it shall contain tents and tools that will be useful for the long night. The fifth and sixth waves are largely vulnerable humans. With your combined efforts, you shall survive this great misfortune.

Forgive us, Refugee. Leave the Moons to us, my promise to you is still in tact— focus on what you can do for others like you.

Helping at least two (2) Refugees will earn you one (1) Natha REP. Threads must be AC length to qualify, and can be submitted HERE by JULY 31st.

THE DESCENT

FIRST WAVE. The instructions are clear. Those who are a part of the First Wave should be equipped with physical strength and fortitude to survive the drop or the power to regenerate and heal their own wounds. While the pods are already designed to cushion some of the impact, as this is the first group, it will likely to be the most jarring. In all of the waves, some of the pods will malfunction and offer no cushion at all. They will be expected to quickly find their bearings. Their mission isn’t simply just landing, after all. The first wave will be expected to help the next wave, and the wave after that.

Whether through their abilities or brute strength, they will be expected to help soften the landing for those who are falling. They will also be expected to pry open hatches, carry people to safety, and to just... survive.

It’s not always easy being first.

SECOND WAVE. Within the next hour, it’s time for the Second Wave to make their descent. You were selected based upon your aptitude for healing and/or being able to administer first aid. Perhaps you can help the tired and weary. Maybe those who have landed have have strength, but no stamina. Either way, it may be unwise to exhaust all their abilities at once. The night is long, and you may want to conserve their energy for the next waves to come.

At least you’ll have help in getting settled.

THIRD WAVE. Akin to the First Wave, the Third Wave will possess some durability, and some manner of strength, making you a reliable ally. Especially in a time of crisis... Or so we hope. While the landing is tough, and some of you may need first aid. As soon as you’re all healed up, you’ll have no time to dawdle. Your help is required.

“Please help those still trapped in pods. Carry those unconscious to safety. Lift debris, and rescue all you can.” May be a vague message still stuck in the back of your head. Something whispered to you while you were just waking. Well, might as well roll with it. It’s the best shot you have, after all.

FOURTH WAVE. Those in the Fourth Wave, as Darma projects, were selected due to the versatility of their abilities. No one expects one man to do the same as the next. Rather, that’s precisely the point: to be different. To be able to accomplish something unique. While one individual may be blessed with powers that assist in putting out fires, another may have the ability to shield those from oncoming debris. Maybe one even has the ability to channel all of these. Regardless, it’s up to you and your quick wits to see what tasks are open. It’ll take some coordination, especially as there are more people mixing into the fray, but, you can do it, can’t you?

FIFTH WAVE. If you are in the Fifth Wave it is likely that you have a specific power or ability. One that isn’t easily channeled or called upon. Or, perhaps, you were merely placed here for insurance. Whatever the case if, your expertise will presently be put to the test. Maybe you’re quite proficient in survival skills, and you’re already eyeing the supplies that were dropped between the Fourth Wave and now. Goods all ready to be salvaged. Okay, maybe some can’t, but as they say, “it’s the thought that counts.” Besides, the injured from earlier certainly need a space to rest, and camp isn’t going to make itself.

Regardless, maybe you feel more comfortable joining in the efforts to assist those who still require it. Whatever it is, you are sure to find your place and use. Darma obviously held the same faith.

FINAL WAVE. The Final Wave is fortunate in a variety of ways. With Thesa Station a bit more stabilized, Darma utilizes the last bit of her powers in insuring that these last remaining pods are met with the softest landing, right beside the fifth, that is. The fragility of life is nothing she is unfamiliar with, after all. Still, that isn’t to say nothing is expected of you.

Most of the individuals that have dropped earlier will likely be exhausted. An hour stretched between each one, makes several hours for the first couple of waves. They'll need a place to relax.

You will act as the final group of helpers. Settle into whatever role feels best for you. Are you an excellent cook? Great at rationing supplies? Perhaps, you have a secret skill in ______ that might come in handy here? Or, maybe, despite the gentler landing you still managed to get hurt. The sky's the limit, and you got this!

Meanwhile, in the distant kingdom of Olympia, the Empress and her loyal subject discuss matters late into the night...

I’ll have the results of that dragon toxin study ready for you soon, Your Highness. I just need a few helpers to— oh wow, is that a meteor shower?

Oh yes, it appears so. How beautiful.. hehe. Let us thank Thesa for this blessing.

GATHER YOUR BEARINGS

All in all, the descent lasts for nearly seven hours. After the deployment of the last wave of refugees, it’s only natural that you may be feeling pretty worn out.

A. Within the remains of the pods, Refugees will find basic camping supplies such as small tents, sleeping bags, and compasses. Not all of the supplies remain intact, thanks to the impact of the crash. But, sharing resources will ensure there is enough for everyone to rest for the night. Can you really in good conscience leave that stranger next to you without shelter?

B. Although you may be tired after such a life-threatening ordeal, there is still work to be done to ensure your survival. Fortunately, it works out because now there are plenty of empty hands. There are stray debris and metal parts that should be collected and disposed of. There's firewood that needs to be collected, and campfires to upkeep. The nights in the Outlook are particularly chilly, and so it will be imperative to keep warm!

C. Your clothes are tattered or too bloodied to sleep on with comfortably. Fortunately, Darma thought ahead. There will be various types of clothing provided, mostly robes that resemble her own in earthy tones, all to help them camouflage you for your next big adventure.

FINAL OOC NOTE

This INTRO event will be broken up into three parts! Please keep this in mind when plotting your threads/tag load. PART 2 will be posted on JULY 18TH and PART 3 on JULY 22ND, at 6 PM EST. In the event of CAPTCHA, we will be providing an overflow. In the event of a second CAPTCHA, players are advised to move threads to an overflow post on their character journals. These threads remain eligible for AC, AC Rewards, and REP.

The NETWORK is currently down, as Sael must concentrate all of his efforts on warding off the invading force. Characters may still message each other's personal IC inboxes.

Submit two (2) AC-eligible threads from this log for one (1) Natha Orbiter REP point here by JULY 31ST.

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[Yusei nods.]

I was planning on doing the same thing myself, honestly...My tent, it only needs to have one pole replaced, and someone else can easily use it, someone injured who needs to stretch a little more. The way they're structured, it'd be easy to just push them under some shade, or make a covering...

[He's nothing if not flexible, one supposes.]

It's a good thought. Maybe the less salvageable pods, we could at least get the cushioning out, too.

So you're going to give up your tent like that? [How generous. Ermes wouldn't do the same, but she won't voice that.] Have you ever done any wildlife camping? It isn't easy sleeping outside as it seems. There are probably a lot of creatures around here we don't know about.

The place I came from...

[He shrugs.]

You might as well have been sleeping outside, for all the good any shelter did you. I think I can manage...

[He frowns a bit at the other mention, though. That's a reasonable worry, but...]

With all of us gathered together like this...I think we can be reasonably safe. We can all cover for each other.

Sounds like a rough place. I know the feeling. [She had shelter in prison obviously, but it was still prison. Still a fucking awful place to be no matter how much they gave.] Well if any beasts come, we'll just need to kick their ass and roast them for dinner. Seems like they won't be giving us any alien food on their own while we're recovering.

Mmm. That kind of place...it's not pleasant, but it does give you vital things.

[Like instincts. Self-preservation. And brothers bonded through more grueling and lasting trials than blood family can give.]

From the way things sounded, it didn't look like they had time to give us much. I'm surprised we have what we do, or that they were able to formulate this sort of escape plan so quickly...

[He sighs.]

Well, if anyone brings in meat, I'll hopefully have made something to cook it with a little better than just an open fire, hm?

[Vital things like the will to survive. That's what she got out of her hard times.]

Do you know how to cook? If you do, I'll be sticking beside you. I never had to really go hunting or anything before. I've been a city dweller my whole life and camping was never a smart idea with all the alligators that lived around.

I can do the basics, at least. Nothing fancy.

[You want him to grill? He can grill. He can use the stove. He can fix the stove, too, if it's broken. But gourmet? That's just not Yusei.]

Using an open fire...It's a little difficult and lengthy, but it's doable. I've never really had to hunt myself either, though...so I suppose we'll have to rely on someone else bringing something in, right?

[Hm. So he's confident in his survival skills, but not to the point of hunting himself. Interesting.]

Anyways. I'm going to help you carry that scrap you're dragging. It'll be faster to get this done if I'm carrying it from the back. Sound good?

[She may word it as a question, but her tone means she's already set her mind on doing it.]

Ah...? Well I can manage, but...

[He knows that tone. That sounds like Jack, really, mind set, intent on having his way no matter what. It's funny...]

...You're right. It'll be easier with two.

Exactly.

[She walks around him and goes to the other end of the piece, bending down and finding a good way of securing her hands around it before lifting it up.]

Heh, not as bad as it looks. Lead the way.

Heh.

[Okay, you've earned a chuckle out of him. It seems like you can get along.]

This way.

[With the two of them, it's not a long walk to where Yusei's pod is at all. Seems like he's gathered a sizeable pile as is.]

Edited 2017-07-18 01:54 (UTC)

[She follows him in step and drops the piece once they get to Yusei's pile. Once the weight is off she takes a deep breath of relief and looks over his pile.]

Man, you're really foraging for these pieces. I think I'll be impressed no matter what you build out of this hunk of shit.

Thanks.

[It's said pretty dryly, but there's a hint of amusement behind it all.]

I've had a lot of experience. Help, too.

Hm. ...Manual labor isn't my thing, but if whatever you plan to build is useful -- I'd be willing to help out.

[She may as well make this connection. Allies will be necessary to survive.]

I'm hoping it will be.

[He seems to have a plan, at least.]

Small things at first, while I test just how the mechanics of this world's machines work. If it works out, I might be able to make bigger things. It's testing the limits of just what we have right now.

Mhm. Sounds good. [Her arms cross over her chest.] I'm not a builder, but I can help you create more material or even shape it.

[Okay, that's actually interesting. You've got his attention.]

Create more material? What do you mean?

It's a power I possess.

[And, to quickly demonstrate, she pulls out a pink sticker with black lips on it from the palm of her hand. She then slaps it on the metal scrap they just carried together. Instantly, a new identical scrap piece appears beside it.]

[Holy. Shit. This is incredible.]

That's...

[Immediately, Yusei reaches out to touch the brand new piece of metal. It feels real under his gloved fingers.]

How...? [Sorry, dude. He's in shock.]

It's my power. [She says with a curt smirk.] As long as the sticker is on, the duplicate will remain intact. You can take it off if you want to see for yourself.

[If he wants to verify her claim, it's up to him.]

Really...

[Hell yeah, he's gonna take it off and watch that happen. What the heck.]

Even if it's not a permanent duplicate...the uses of this ability, they're numerous! So that's what you meant about making new material...

Yeah, but...

[Once the sticker is removed, the metal will vibrate in place for a moment before slamming back into its original. The duplicate is now gone, and the original metal has some clear crack and breaking around it.]

When that happens, it could get messy. And the stickers are just stickers - nothing fancy about them.

[The crash of the metal makes Yusei visibly recoil in shock, he didn't expect that.]

I was going to ask what sort of cost there was to this kind of ability, it seemed too good to be true, but...

[He traces his fingers along one of the cracks, wondering.] It wears down the original...?

[Yusei slowly fingers the sticker in his other hand. What an odd design. If he put it on himself, would nothing happen?]

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The duplicate refuses into its original, no matter where it may be. That causes the material to either weaken or break entirely, depending on how durable the original is.

[So metal may just crack, but glass would shatter entirely upon refusing. As for the sticker itself, he'll find that it begins to vanish and within seconds it'll be gone entirely.]

This power is my "Kiss." I can use it on all objects, so long as they aren't extremely large.

Huh...

[Yusei raises an eyebrow, curious.] So we'd have to be careful just what we're using these for, if we do, huh? How interesting...

[And to his surprise, the sticker just disappears in his hand. He double-checks to see if he hadn't dropped it at his feet by mistake. Woah.]

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