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acatamods. ([personal profile] acatamods) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2018-07-29 11:52 pm

( world #2 - the storm. )








a storm approaches.This log is for everyone who signed up for The Storm investigation. Feel free to use the here to plot further on how you plan on approaching The Storm, and the issue. The mod questions thread is also open, if you have anything you would like to run by us.

the investigation.
It takes a day of preparation, and a day of discussion, before you are led further down into the tunnels. It's pitch black, but one of the BGs who you have become familiar enough with turns on a low light and continues further. You walk for ten, fifteen, twenty minutes, and then turn a corner into a large, open cavern. The BG explains that at one time, this had been an underground transportation system - old and unused for centuries, now, but still in working order.

They file each of you onto a single car - it seems to be large enough to fit nearly a hundred, possibly more, bodies - so everyone has a space. The BG explains that they have already input the coordinates into the system, and that once they close the door, you will be transported to the last known location. The car will be programmed to wait for 72 hours, and then will return to this location. There is food and water supplied, and already packed, in the car. If you are not back in the car by that time, it will leave you behind. They then give their farewells, thank you for your help and readiness, and step away from the door - letting it close behind them. The car travels down a pitch black tunnel, and while the inside is dimly lit enough for the Circle Members to see each other and move around without hinderance, you can see nothing through the windows. It continues for a few hours at this rate - nothing to see, no idea where you are going. That is, until it seems to break through the surface, the track running through buildings and another, unknown area of the city.

The streets and buildings are abandoned, the tech old and outdated, windows broken out and dust filling the street. The sky, like back in the city you knew before, is cloudy and grey. But these clouds are different - these clouds are dark in a way you haven't seen before. You travel for another half hour above ground before the cart comes to a stop, and during this time it happens twice. A low rumble, seeming to come from everywhere at once, and then a few heartbeats after, a disasterous flash of lighting - miles away, yes, but threatening and gigantic, brighter and more violent than you've ever seen lightning before. The crash shakes the ground under you, and the damage is immense.

But the buildings are abandoned, the streets empty save for crates, old mechanical bits, dusty remnants of a society long forgotten by the Struxta you came from just a couple of days prior.

This is The Storm you've been warned about.
the storm.
You have been asked to find out information that will help the BG's, and Struxta, to stop The Storm.

From what you can gather, it does seem to be a naturally occurring weather phenomenon, as far as weather systems seem to work on this planet. However, rather than scattered thunder and lightning strikes, it seems to almost recharge and strike with epic proportions. It can damage, or destroy, buildings. It shorts out any and all items (and people) who depend on electricity in any form to function (Sorry Daylight and Conner, sorry to anyone who brought along technology) within a three mile radius.

The 'darkness' the BGs were talking about does follow this storm, but they seem to have been referring to this electrical shortage that comes from the storm and it's strikes. If this storm does reach any of the still-occupied areas of the city, it will shut down the entire grid, as well as any of the robots, androids, or electrically based figures that exist there - essentially ending the life of every Struxta citizen that is effected.

Plot, plan, theorize, and see if you can find a way to stop The Storm. If not, be back on the train car in 72 hours time, to return to the BGs and report what you have found.
PROMPT IDEAS
1.) Discussions on the train - do you have any ideas for what to prepare? Any discussions you may want to have? You and your fellow Circle Members are caught here together for a few hours, driving into a situation you know very little about. What do you want to make sure you're prepared to handle?

2.) Scouting missions - the heart of The Storm is very much in the distance, and it is not moving quickly, giving Circle Members plenty of time to set out and check out the surrounding city. What you will find won't be much - this is a robotic ghost town in every turn of the phrase. Buildings have been abandoned for hundreds of years, covered in dust and left entirely undisturbed, except for the breeze that now seems to flit through this entire area. There are stores, warehouses, apartments, and buildings you can't even tell what they were used for, cleared out. Whenever, or whoever, lived in this part of Struxta had evacuated, quickly but efficiently.

3.) The Storm - The Storm is still a distance away from where the cart has dropped you off, enough that when your 72 hours are up, the heart of the storm and the lightning strikes shouldn't reach the car, or the track. This does mean that to do any closer investigation, you will need to go to The Storm itself. But be careful - the electrical output from these lightning strikes are dangerous, and can have all sorts of effects on both natural and mechanical beings. The wind, the closer you get to The Storm, will also pick up - making any kind of flying or air travel impossible.

4.) Planning - the car leaves everyone off at an old train station, which a large room attached. This room can be used as a kind of home base, as well as a meeting location. What do you plan on doing? Simply taking down information, or trying to take the storm head on? How do you plan on doing that? Will your abilities help? This room attached onto the train station is a safe location - no effects of The Storm will make it inside. Use as you would like!
sunborne: (042. - 🔥 - MEMORIES.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-08-25 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ … that is. a weird thing to note about somebody.

that’s what daylight thinks at first, but then he remembers the machine war. how this is the fourteenth for them in their world. ]


Yeah. I-I can get that. [ he rubs the back of his neck, realising the telltale signs of him about to babble someone's ear off but- but, for some reason, he feels like this needs to be said.

why? he isn't sure. maybe future daylight, when his processors aren't scrambled, will realise it. ]
It's not easy. Fighting things. Fighting others.

It's... hard. Looking them in the eye. Looking at them and seeing their entire being and having to think, 'Either them or me' and it's, ah, overwhelming to think like that. You gotta- You gotta be made of stern stuff. Like iron will and steely determination and, um, other things to do be able to do that. Again and again and again.

[ ... ]

Do you fight?
abandonware: ([ 27. ])

[personal profile] abandonware 2018-08-26 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[He's rambling again. It's irritating, though gradually, a pattern begins to form and he starts to make some sense. Even A2, as emotionally disconnected as she is, gets the sense he's trying to express empathy. Also not unlike Pascal.

Did she fight, he was asking. The damage her body's in should make that obvious, she thinks, wanting to snap at him but not having the energy to do it, it seemed. Did she fight? She was designed to fight, born a guinea pig to be killed off for the next set of fighters to be rolled out, all better than her. And when they came for her, she killed them too.

All she knew how to do was fight. There was no room in her world for anything else.]


...Yeah.

[Again and again and again.] I was created for it.
Edited 2018-08-26 04:01 (UTC)
sunborne: (042. - 🔥 - MEMORIES.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-08-29 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... oof.

pede meets mouth. mouth says dumb stuff. mouth tastes regrets.

lots of regrets. ]


I-I see.

[ what can he say in the face of this?

not a lot, really.

his winglets droop down low, way low, in an instinctive attempt to hide his shame. it's amazing how, in his attempt to try and connect with her over something, daylight is left with a suspicious feeling that he had probably poked hard at an old wound that shouldn't have been poked at. and he has a feeling she would not take kindly to any of his attempts to make physical contact with her to show he's sorry. she seems like the type who likes her personal space. (plus she's scary. like super scary.) ]


Sorry. [ he thinks he can start by saying it aloud, at the very least. ] For not being, um, smart with my words.
abandonware: ([ 34. ])

[personal profile] abandonware 2018-08-30 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[A2 watches this, his gradual retreat into himself, his obvious shame, and cannot bring up even a sliver of spiteful pleasure at it. He wasn't one of the machines from her Earth. It wasn't the same. Nothing he said, apologies or otherwise, mattered.

She doesn't allow herself to feel even a little empathy.]


I told you not to apologize. It doesn't do anything. It's just irritating.

Proposal: [Pod begins.]

Don't start with me —

As this machine lifeform is non-hostile, cooperation is suggested. Unit A2 would benefit from giving a basic introduction. [Without waiting for her, it continues.] Statement: This android's designation is YoRHa Unit A, Number 2, colloquially known as A2. This Pod's designation is Pod 042, a Tactical Support Unit assigned to Unit A2. Request: your name and designation.

[A2 rolls her eyes so hard it's a miracle it can't be heard. To Pod:] I hate you so much.
sunborne: (039. - 🔥 - MIRRORGLAZED.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-09-02 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Hi, A2. Hi, Pod. [ he waves, flashing pod a nervous but grateful smile.

the real mvp of this conversation. thank u, pod. ]


Um- I'm Daylight. Daylight vis Lornlit. [ he's about to say something else, but he stops himself. mouth twisting like he's tasting something that he's unsure of in terms of taste. ] Do you need the full name or will that be enough for now? Because, um, the name is like way too long im my opinion.

[ bweeeeeep. ]

Oh! [ perking up at the little sound that rings out suddenly, daylight turns around and his winglets begin to wiggle in joy now. seeing his little - with strong emphasis on little, given meddy's height being only three feet tall - companion float behind him, daylight feels a bit more confident (and safe) with them around. ] And this is Meddy. Meddy is, like, basically my guardian these days. Say hi, Meddy!

[ meddy peeks out from where they're hovering behind daylight's shoulder, curious by the exchange but, at the same time, very cautious by the turn of the talk.

the most they do is wave a fin and give a little shake. they don't seem too... enthused, truth be told. ]
abandonware: ([ 13. ])

[personal profile] abandonware 2018-09-06 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
That's enough.

[Said immediately. She's gotten the gist of the name, which is all she needs to ignore it five seconds later and give him a slightly disparaging nickname in the future.

Pod is gratefully silent, but A2 watches the weird not-Pod emerge from behind the giant machine-man's back. She stares, eyes narrowed suspiciously, about as enthused as Meddy is, all things considered.]


You need a guardian? You're big. Can't you take care of yourself?

[Said like she doesn't demand an answer for a question from Pod like, every ten minutes.]
sunborne: (045. - 🔥 - SCUFFED.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-09-09 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ daylight can't help but look a little embarrassed now.

there's the option to lie and, for a brief tempting second, he does consider it - but then he remembers meddy is here. they'll probably whap him across the helm for trying to tell a fib about them and try to answer a2 and pod themselves, not being understood in the process but trying their best all the same.

his processor already aches at the thought of being smacked so the truth it is. ]


I'm... [ he sighs while folding his arms behind his back, trying to scuff the floor with his foot. not easy, considering the lack of space for him. ] Um... I'm technically still a teenager? Kind of?

I'm a hundred and eighteen but I'm, ah, considered eighteen at best? Nineteen? We never got the exact match of my aging cycle down so it's often 'late teens' or 'old enough' if I'm asked.
abandonware: ([ 32. ])

[personal profile] abandonware 2018-09-11 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Machines don't age, she wants to say, but then she remembers he's some sort of...combination (and again she feels vaguely weightless, and seasick). She listens to him speak, the hesitance in his voice and his gestures, and so naturally says the most tone-deaf thing one could probably say in this instance.]

...So you're a child.

[She knows two human development stages: Adult and Child.]
sunborne: (093. - 🔥 - ARGUMENT.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-09-12 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ probably maybe definitely a tone-deaf thing to say towards daylight of all mechs.

especially if one is judging by the way daylight's winglets flare out in irritation, batting against his back in a state of (barely) controlled annoyance. he tries to keep himself from frowning - only ending up looking like he was pouting, as a result.

(also judging by the smug 'bweeeep!' that comes from meddy, they seem to be in the same opinion as a2. what a multiverse they live in.) ]


I'm old enough. [ that's his rebuttal and he's sticking to it, darn it. ] I'm here with you guys, aren't I? If I was too young, I wouldn't be part of the Circle in the first place!

[ because he's sure lady astoria doesn't just pluck individuals and slap them in the temple. he's sure of it. ]
abandonware: ([ 25. ])

[personal profile] abandonware 2018-09-14 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[A2 shrugs at his protest, and in fact seems vaguely amused by it, inasmuch as she was amused by things. Maybe she's just pleased to get an emotion from him that wasn't bumbling embarrassment or unrelenting optimism, because she's a mean jackass.]

Maybe she lets kids in. Look. Even your not-Pod thinks I'm right.
sunborne: (037. - 🔥 - UM.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-09-15 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
Meddy. Their name is Meddy. [ daylight is getting more and more pouty offended by the second, judging by how the flutter of his winglets are picking up speed.

is he annoyed at a2 or annoyed at meddy? probably both, though more at meddy from the way he looks at them with a betrayed light in his optics. ]
-and they're always like this. Just because they've been around mechanoids who are, like, a gazillion years old, they think I'm a kid.

[ bewoop beep boop boop beep bwoop. ] Millions of years old. Same thing, Meddy. Lady Astoria wouldn't be that irresponsible to let kids in. She wants to help everyone and protect them!

[ meddy looks at the direction of a2 and pod, their finials twitching in a way that could be read as, see what i have to deal with here? ]
abandonware: ([ 14. ])

[personal profile] abandonware 2018-09-21 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
If that's what you want to think.

[It's definitely amused now, the way she says it. Her mood is fully bolstered, if momentarily, by ruining someone's own.

The train begins to slow, gradually.]


Almost there, kid. Maybe someone will have a plan by now.