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acatamods. ([personal profile] acatamods) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2019-01-04 10:22 am

PHASE 3: AKVOS: THE END.






the great escape.
The Circle has quite a lot on their plate, this time around. Multiple players are fighting for the control of Akvos, and many difficult choices to make. No matter what path you choose, though, one thing is for certain: it is a bitter fight to the death to ensure that Akvos remains standing, one way or another.

There are three main areas for the characters to explore in the final log of Akvos: (1) The Kingdom of Akvos, where the King is fighting to seize control; (2) The Rift, where the characters will encounter the Dreamscapes; and (3) The Kingdom of Polankos, which is where King Ka'pouli has reigned since his arrival in the pocket dimension. Decisions made in all there areas will affect the outcome of Akvos, so get to exploring.




THE ASSAULT ON WAHINE.
The King’s forces will attack in three different fronts. There will be mermen attacking from above, riding saddled giant seahorses and manta rays, launching spears at the mermaid-warriors below with terrifying precision. They seem to be indiscriminate, in their aim -- the weaponry, charged with the same dark energy that the shadow creatures seem to be made out of, find their target in civilians and warriors alike, raining down a sea of terror upon the central stronghold of the Kingdom of Akvos.

The mermen will also be attacking at the ground-level, attempting to burst their way through the Palace Gates to flood the city with numbers. While the mermaids outnumber the mermen, the mermen are certainly more brutal than the mermaids. Some of them, though, in finding the city, are more concerned with looting it than with senselessly murdering everyone inside. Indeed, this is the most food they have seen in a long time -- and markets are destroyed in grabbing as much food and riches as they can, pressing closer to the Palace, and toward the Queen's stronghold.

And, finally, they will be attacking from below, navigating their way through a network of tunnels meant to transport goods and bursting their way into people’s homes, to sneak their way closer to their ultimate goal, which seems to be the Palace itself.

The Circle's main goal, here, is to protect civilians, usher theminto the underground strongholds beneath the Palace, and fight for their own lives should they attack the mermen first. Man the wall, if you so choose, to attempt to block the air attacks from the mantas. Fight on the ground, to protect Akvos from destruction. Or make your way to the underground strongholds and tunnels, to block access to the Palace. All of these will certainly assist in keeping Akvos safe.

In addition, please remember that shadow creatures (which can only be killed by magical means) are still making their way through the entirety of Akvos. While King Ka'pouli's forces are targeting the Palace of Wahine, the shadow creatures are still present everywhere. Get to killing!



INTO THE RIFT.
Some of you, however, have elected to traverse into the mysterious rift that appeared in the midst of the Fields of Akvosia. It looks like a black hole into nothingness, crackling with odd energy . . . and passing through it feels as though you have stepped through an icy waterfall. For a moment, you cannot breathe -- and then, you are treated to beauty.

The gaps between time and space are full of sparkling lights, bolts of rainbow starlight winding around you as you move through the uncertainty that is the void. It seems endless, but something inside you is tugging you forward . . . and, suddenly, there is a soft voice in your ear. A familiar one, to those who reside within the Circle . . . the confused voice of Astoria.

"Hello? My Travelers? How are you within the Void?" The Void? That word hadn't been used to describe whatever this magical place is before, but . . . well, a witch with the ability to send you all across the universe probably knows what she's talking about, right? "That should not be possible . . . who opened this doorway?"

You can tell her, or you can not. It seems to matter not, because: "Is this not getting through? Why can I not hear you . . . but I can feel you, I can -- please, if you can hear this, be careful. The Void is not something for mortals to interact with, and it can show you terrible things -- terrible things, so please--"

And, right before you have the opportunity to respond to our benevolent witch (or captor, depending on your point of view), you see a bizarre glass-like surface in front of you. It looks like a mirror, and you see a perfect reflection of yourself. It is absolutely captivating, and it beckons you . . . almost urging you to touch it. And Astoria's whisper grows a bit louder, more urgent:

"My dear Traveler, be careful what you encounter here -- can you hear me? Can you see me? I am trying to get you out of there, to bring you back home--Akvos is--"

But it is too late.

Your fingers graze the edge of the mirror, and you are pulled -- a sensation that is familiar to you, the same pull in your stomach that you feel whenever Astoria thrusts you across the universe, into new realities. And, when you blink your eyes again, and look around . . . you are no longer in Akvos, or the Void. You are somewhere entirely new.

Welcome to the Dreamscape.




THE KINGDOM OF POLANKOS.
Once the Circle emerges from the Rift and the Dreamscape, they will stumble into another world . . . but this one's wateris shallow, in comparison to the massive depths of the crystal-clear kingdom of Akvos. You can quite clearly see the surface, here, and there are shallows that allow you to come up onto islands, tropical in nature with fruit, odd creatures that appear to be multiple-headed monkeys and parrots, and sandy shores. It's a bit jarring to see, after spending so long underwater. Indeed, you emerge to trudge onto land, and look around, somewhat mystified that the deep-dwelling mermen would be from a place like this.

However, exploring the islands (which is not very difficult to do, as they are all small and will not take very much time) will yield the discovery that on the islands themselves are tunnels -- underwater caverns that thread through the islands to much deeper water. It's almost as if the islands themselves are barriers to the underwater caverns below -- shallow water, a layer of land, and then a (mer)man-made bubble of water below the barrier of land. And that whoever lived on these islands tunneled through them to find deeper water. Princess Kea, (who will attend on these journeys, while remaining in the water), will tell the Circle members that King Ka'pouli told her that when the mermen were cast out, they landed on solid land, and had to slowly dig deeper to their salvation.

Navigating through these tunnels will be somewhat perilous -- and the Circle members will need to carry Princess Kea to the nearest tunnel to get her into some water, because while she can breathe on the surface for a certain period of time, she cannot navigate the land as quickly as you people with legs. Additionally, underwater caving isn't exactly a blast, but the deeper you go, the more clues of civilization you can find. And, eventually, once you go deep enough, you emerge into a massive underwater cavern to find the small Kingdom of Polankos.

In comparison to the Kingdom of Akvos, Polankos is witheringly depressing. It is not brightly colored, nor open -- indeed, it is tiny, with mermen huddled together waiting patiently for the forces that went through the rift to return. There is not a lot to find here, save for some interesting weapons that possess a dark energy, versus a lightning energy -- and those weapons will be given to the Circle members who ask for them, because those who wield them are in no condition to fight. There is little food, little room to sleep, and these are a people clearly in need of assistance.

In order to get them out of Polankos, you will need to usher them through the tunnels back up to the Rift above -- it seems that King Ka'pouli opened the Rift on the surface, rather than risk the city below in case it did not work. The mermen there (who seem to be elderly and weak) will be eager for the assistance to get out Polankos, and at the promise of being brought into Akvos, they will happily go. There will be no resistance from them.

You may also see Princess Kea, who has filtered in and out of the Rift to assist on the journey -- teary-eyed, heartbroken at the sight of these individuals who require rescue, organizing the mermen with the promise of keeping them safe in Akvos.

"Hurry," she tells you, as she rouses another merman into getting to the nearest tunnel. "We do not have a lot of time to pull this off, and we must work quickly."

Additionally, please feel free to write up and work with your own prompts! These areas of the world are presented as jumping off points for your characters, not limitations. The idea of this world- as with all the others- is to explore -- you may use as much leeway as you want in order to come up with what your character will do, especially in the Dreamscapes.

If you have any other questions, please feel free to ask them back on the various threads back in the OOC post from before!
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[personal profile] sendinthecavalry 2019-01-06 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Somewhere off in the distance there's a guttural shout and the sound of heavy boots against concrete, all of which seem to be a bit to close for comfort. The Ghost, fins spinning as she takes in the sight of this new strangely armored, Guardian, doesn't spare a look over to the cacaphony and instead zooms a bit closer until she's very nearly fin to nose with her newest charge.]

Do we really have time for this? They'll be here soon and the Vanguard needs you, we gotta go!

[Almost as if on cue there's crackling from Lucina's watch, communications badly patched through by a very anxious and determined Ghost.]

-dian? Oh you better be getting this. Need you at the rendezvous point now- not going to hold much longer! And I'm sure as heck not going to die today!
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[personal profile] rightfully 2019-01-09 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Not only does she not understand what is going on in the slightest, but she certainly isn't ready to be shouted at by two different synthetic devices. Lucina blinks up at the encroaching Ghost, a little bewildered by the invasion of personal space. And by, well, everything else too. Another blast bursts off in the distance and she barely flinches, which suggests either an unnatural composure or some familiarity with wartime. (It's actually a bit of both.)

Still awkwardly maintaining eye contact with Ghost, Lucina raises her watch to speak into it. ]


Understood. I will be there promptly.

[ To Ghost: ] Can you direct me?
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[personal profile] sendinthecavalry 2019-01-11 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Good! 'cause they just shot off my arm and it's kind of hard to get this done one-handed!

[The communication goes dead after that, and there's another anxious spin from the Ghost before she dips in midair in the best approximation of a nod that she can give. The shouting is nearer, and she spares a look over to it before whirling about and pushing the entirety of her shell against Lucina's shoulder.]

This way, come on! They're not going to be happy to see you.

[With that she flits ahead, scouting out the quickest path through the wreckage.]

Up! There's a ladder there, but I think I see more legionaries coming! Better be fast or a good shot!

[True to her word, there's a ladder leading up to the low roof of a building nearby, but the gutteral grunting is getting louder and louder, interspersed by the clash of heavy metal and the bark of gunfire.]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2019-01-14 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Not happy to see you is hardly auspicious - but Lucina presses on regardless. Quite literally, in fact, as Ghost actively pushes her toward her destination. The ladder is a helpful landmark; she rushes toward it, focusing on being faster than everything going off around her. It's difficult - she's not used to dodging bullets, after all - but not impossible. Her cloak takes the brunt of the damage. She ends up ditching it halfway up the ladder, because it's clearly too enticing a target for all these bizarre, rapid projectiles.

Up on the roof, she looks for whoever had been talking to her over the watch. It's someone from the Temple, right? It has to be.

She also keeps her search silent, wordless. It won't help to make a scene and risk giving away her comrade's (?) position. Maybe she should look for the shot off arm and then follow the trail from there. ]
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[personal profile] sendinthecavalry 2019-01-18 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[The cloak is indeed a fine target, and one that effectively draws the attention and fire from the slowly amassing glut of alien soldiers. It's familiar enough to them, in a way, that it's easily mistaken for a Hunter's adornments in the haze and heat of battle. It buys enough time that the Ghost is able to scout ahead for a moment without worry, though she flits back to hover over Lucina's shoulder as soon as possible.]

I have a lock, it's higher up. We have to find a way!

[Thankfully the brief exclamation doesn't alert any more soldiers. There is, however unfortunately, the heavy sound of boots on metal grating. A fire escape from a nearby building, just close enough to jump to, leads higher into the sky, but there's a brute of a creature there, lugging about a disproportionately large shield as it guards the way forward.]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2019-01-19 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Halfway to the fire escape, Lucina catches sight of the brute and just stops.

She has never, ever fought - or even seen - anything like that. ]


... Mr. Floating Wheel?

[ She doesn't know how to properly address Ghost, so. ]
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[personal profile] sendinthecavalry 2019-01-22 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
What? Me?

[That actually gets an almost indignant flutter of her fins and a slight pulse of her eye. Mister? Really? Somehow this tiny robotic companion is able to feel terribly indignant.]

Miss! Sundance, my name is Sundance.

[Wait-]

And you're the Guardian! What's the hold up?