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ximilia mods ([personal profile] ximilian) wrote in [community profile] ximiliugh2021-05-18 01:42 pm
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MAY TDM.

T D M . 0 1

// PART I. waking up with a stranger  


So what do you say? What are you willing to do to erase your regret from existence?

These words ring in your ears when you wake with a gasp — perhaps the last thing you remember after hearing them is the sense of free-fall, or your throat constricting as tears threaten to fill your eyes. Whatever it is, you can’t shake the feel of dread — that whatever you’ve done in your dream has changed everything forever.

As the sense of dread fades and your heart slows into something resembling a normal tempo, you notice something you should have noticed immediately: you are not in your bed.

1.0   White walls, clinical yet clean, sparsely-furnished rooms. You may wake in one of three rooms: a room with only one bed, a room with two beds, or a room with four beds. Those waking up in rooms with more than one bed notice that they are not alone. Perhaps the other occupants of the room are still sleeping, only to wake up with their heart pounding… or perhaps they have been awake for longer, a spectator to everyone else’s dreaming.

What you do is entirely up to you: try and wake the others from their dream? Yell in surprise when you wake to someone staring at you? Or maybe you’ll try to sneak away before anyone else wakes...

After all, nothing binds the characters to the room they wake up in. If you find your bed comfortable, you may claim it as yours, or try to change rooms. However, there are only eight one-person rooms — so those who want solitude may have to fight for it.


2.0   Those with life-threatening injuries find themselves awakening in the infirmary, in a regular hospital bed. Most of their injuries have been treated, and any lingering illnesses or conditions will have designated medicine bottles on the table next to the bed.

White curtains surround the bed on both sides, giving an illusion of privacy. But is that a rustling sound you hear? Some footsteps? Perhaps you’re not the only one in need of some medical attention.

In fact, if you’re very badly off, you may want to hope for some company — you can’t stay in the infirmary forever, and will have to make your way through the hallways of the station to the living quarters, and claim a room and a bed there.

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// PART II. the welcome wagon  


Suddenly, the soft hum of the station is replaced by loud static, like an old radio being turned on. Wherever you are on the station, it’s impossible to miss it — or the clear voice that follows.

// VIVECA.AI
Don’t freak out! I’m the AI of this station, name’s Viveca. Sorry, these old speakers are old tech and don’t get much use… anyway, the reason for that should be on your bedside table. There’s an earpiece. Put it on, and it’ll explain how to use the network that connects everyone here. You can also talk to me through it, if you want.

// VIVECA.AI
Now, we weren’t exactly ready for you to arrive just yet, so the station’s a bit... hm, well, I suggest you go and see for yourself. There’s lots to do here, and I recommend you familiarise yourself with where everything is. Go train, go test a mission on the simulator, check the lab… as long as you stay away from the Northern Wing. Trust me — not only will you not be able to enter, but I’ll know, and that’ll get you thrown off the station faster than you can say "freckles".

// VIVECA.AI
Oh, and get to know each other. The success of your missions depends on that.

With that, the speakers go silent — though if characters follow Viveca’s instructions, the earpiece will provide them with a chance to speak to her again.

True to her word, there is a lot to do and see on the station. When characters leave their rooms, they have the chance to explore all of the Southeastern and Southwestern Wings, and the Center of the station.

3.0   In the armory, characters can try to work the machine to make themselves some weapons to perhaps replace ones that didn’t come with them to the station, or to simply be prepared for future missions... but there aren’t many materials available, so the more the weapon requires, the more chance there is of the end result being less than satisfactory. A gun whose barrel is made out of recycled rings, a sword that’s just the blade and no handle, a knife made out of cheap aluminium — well, it’s better than nothing, right?


4.0   Eventually, when characters get hungry and want to eat, the kitchen and mess hall are ready for them… mostly. What food there is on the station seems to have been stocked for long-term storage: canned foods, dried meat and fruit, dried herbs and seasoning, condiments, some rather musty root vegetables and cartons of chicken stock. It’s certainly not impossible to make good dishes out of those, but it may require some skill.


5.0   The lab provides an interesting space for those who enjoy tinkering and technology — though the parts available are all in large boxes with no apparent method to their sorting. It may very well be that what you need for a hoverboard or a robot dog are in the boxes — it’s just a matter of finding it!


6.0   Meanwhile, those who want to train (or perhaps let off some steam by sparring with others) find the training room suitable for their needs. On top of the entire room existing for the express purpose of training, whether it’s martial arts, weapon skills or magic, anyone entering the room will see a message pop up on their network:

Complete these tasks for a boon:
a. Teach someone a new move or skill
b. Win a sparring match against someone
c. Learn to fight with a new weapon, style or skill

Should you take up this challenge, any time you complete any of the three, you’ll see that one turn light green — a mark of completion. Once all three are completed, you’ll see a new message:

Congratulations! You are now eligible for one (1) boon. Please check in later for submissions.

But when is later? What submissions? Even if you try to ask, no answer comes… all you can do is hope that you haven’t done all that work in vain.


7.0   A welcome reprieve to the cold, dark space that surrounds the characters can be found in the sunlight room. A skillful illusion surrounds anyone who steps inside the room: characters will hear birds singing, feel a light breeze on their skin, as they walk through a grass field, a meadow and a small forest. In the middle of the room, a small brook runs the width of the room, and to cross it one must walk over a bridge — wooden, creaky, yet undeniably charming.

There are other things to do, of course… but the only room that requires a mandatory visit from everyone is the simulation room...

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// PART III. ready steady go  


For those eager to get started, it might be best to do a little practice run first, huh? When you’ve successfully entered the simulation, you will immediately be provided with a supply satchel containing the following: a grapple hook, a long cord of rope, a flashlight, and a couple of snack bars (these will not actually feed you IRL). And your mission, if you choose to accept it (and you must, right? Otherwise what else are you doing here?) is as such:

There’s an orb buried deep in the Lodgen Mountain Mines — a series of winding underground tunnels long since abandoned now that any and all useful resources had been picked clean — and it’s causing a little bit of a problem down there, but the good news is that it’s yours to claim so long as you can get in and get out. You see, there’s been a cave-in and the culprit is the orb itself. Extracting this valuable object might take a little bit of doing, and if that’s not complicated enough, the orb’s presence appears to be the cause for the mines being in their current state of fragility.

Still: you’re resourceful, and more than that, you’re determined, and you can enter the mines in the following ways: going in from the top and climbing down through the mine shaft; going in from beneath the rubble where a narrow but perfectly safe-ish tunnel opening leads back into the mountain; finding an entry point from the mountain’s side by way of a refreshing dive into the lake that neighbours the mines.

8.0   If you decide to climb into the mine through the mine shaft, there’s a risk of the rocks you’re using as hand and footholds to crumble, or for the rocks to give way against your weight.

9.0   If you decide to go in through the tunnel, be careful you don’t take the wrong prong in the fork of paths. One will get you closer to the orb, but the other might lead you into the darkness where the first thing you’ll notice are several beady little specks of light reflecting off the beam of your flashlight, accompanied by the sharp chittering of large monster rats who haven’t had a decent meal in who-knows-how-long, and are eager to befriend you. It’s probably a good time for that weapon you have on you, or if that’s not an option, maybe there’s something you can MacGuyver from your supply bag?

10.0   Swimming is always an option, but like all unknown waters there’s the risk that you’re not alone, and we don’t just mean your fellow teammate swimming somewhere close by. (Though you might want to continue onwards together, Buddy System Style and all.) There are beautiful, haunting creatures that live in the depths who have the ability to draw their prey towards them through song — Sirens, some might call them. They call to you now, and oh boy, don’t you want to dive deeper? See what secrets they hold? Now would be a good time for your swimming partner to pull you back to your senses or be lost to the waters.

But okay! You’ve made it. Don’t forget that the mines are still in a very fragile state, so it’s best to tread carefully and avoid making sounds that could agitate the delicate infrastructure and risk the whole mission — and your simulated life. This is on you. This is about you.

Or is it?

When you’ve neared the location of the orb, you’ll find that it’s mostly quiet and you’re on your own, except … if you stand still for long enough, you can hear muffled cries for help behind a large wall of rock right by you, sounds that are clearly distressed and panicked. But before you can make any kind of snap decision, there’s a tiny blip of static in your earpiece and a matter-of-fact voice will state that you should probably get going — there’s an orb to recover and you’re nearly there. Anything else you attempt to do is outside of your mission, and time is ticking. Will you listen to the voice or will you try and save the trapped? You might be successful, but time is running against you and the longer you stall the more unstable the mines become.

N O T E:   During each mission, characters will be given one personal goal to complete. For the purposes of the test drive, we’re offering three goals to choose from and leaving it to players to pick one for their character and run with it:

A   Choose the most difficult or challenging path into the mountain.

B   Help a teammate during the mission.

C   Retrieve the orb at all costs, leaving any possible trapped individuals to fend for themselves.

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F Y I

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peasant: (alina-set3-53)

[personal profile] peasant 2021-05-25 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ as though he hasn't made them grotesque mirrors of one another already. alina's fingers twitch around the knife's smooth handle, driven by her urge to pluck the bone-thorns of antlers burrowing into her skin. too tightly, too obviously, her jaw clenches — all grinding teeth and withheld anger. but he's gone before she can worry if he's caught sight of the slipping grip she keeps over her resentment and rage, a loose hold on those fraying reins.

a cold shudder dances along her spine as though his whisper has grown spider-legs, creeping and crawling.

she had underestimated just how terrible this would be — playing polite when she wants nothing more than to be free of him. her blade pierces the leafy greens in front of her a little harder, diced into chunks. he must know. there's no other reason to whisper poison into her ear, unless he's searching for her violent reaction.

if not for mal's life hanging in the balance, dependent on her cooperation, she would oblige him. she eyes the returning scar on her palm instead — tailored away by genya for days, the pink lines beginning to bleed back through the illusion — and absently traces her fingers over its half-circle.
]

One matching scar with Mal is more than enough.

[ if this is the only way she can provoke him without bringing consequences down on mal's head, so be it. sometimes improvisation is necessary, when it involves defending yourself — whether it's with letter openers or words. she gathers the shredded cabbage in her hands, wandering over to dump it unceremoniously into his stew. ]

I suppose a general never had any need for bunkmates. [ not as they had in the first army, packed together in cramped, chilled tents. ] You must miss the luxuries of the Second Army.

[ like having the second army. a reminder, that he has as few allies as she does here. casual, she lifts her shoulder into a shrug, as though shedding his question. giving the impression she's close to anyone here, that they might help her escape him, would only place a target on their heads. ]

[ dryly: ] They didn't throw me out of my bed or steal any of my things. That's better treatment than most places might give me.
Edited (me editing this an hour later bc it had repetitive parts i didn't notice while half-asleep, i'm a clown ) 2021-05-25 21:28 (UTC)

ready steady go

[personal profile] starsdust 2021-05-25 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
( is it a trap? probably. does this mean that Bryce might not make her mission? likely. can she just walk away from it? of course not.

as much as it makes Bryce grind her teeth to acknowledge.

Bryce is doing some careful scrambling through the tunnels herself, hating herself for being alone for this part of it. her goal had been to find a teammate and help them out, but first she had to find anyone. that meant braving the tunnels herself when she wasn't the best at this sort of thing. it wasn't that she couldn't handle herself physically, it was more that she just really hated climbing.

then she hears the voice and her head snaps up. she looks one way, then another as the echo disorients her, then finds the source of the voice. there's visible relief at finally finding a teammate. and just her luck, they're in need. and looking for whoever else is in need. seriously, it's all fallen together rather nicely. )


Uh, I can do my best. ( she calls back. as she talks, she starts to maneuver herself along the wall, carefully edging herself towards where he's jerked his head. ) Why don't you tell me what you need, and I'll tell you how much I can not fuck it up and we'll figure it out from there?
volumes: (GOTG-01389)

[personal profile] volumes 2021-05-25 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Lemme guess, the type of twins who spend a lot of time together?

That's pretty lame of them. "The more the merrier" and all that.
peasant: (alina-sab-00185)

[personal profile] peasant 2021-05-25 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ every frantic shove sends stones spilling down to the cave floor, as though teetering like an impending avalanche — one wrong move, and the entire wall will become a crumbling, flooding deluge. alina's lungs seize around a cough, dust and soot caking her in a new layer of grime from the inside out — throat, nostrils, cheeks — but she offers another unrelenting shake of her head.

he can't promise that. even if he could, experience has taught her a valuable lesson in eyeing every grand promise made to her with wary caution.
]

Humans can't survive weeks without breathing, [ she shoots back — or tries to, through a rasping exhale that proves how stubbornly set her conviction is. she sputters again, expelling dirt into her sleeve to unclog her airways. ] What are you going to do? Beat me away from them with your cane? Sorry to disappoint you, but I've built up an immunity.

[ thank you, baghra. pinning him with a flat, unamused stare, she barrels on — nudging her shoulder into the rock's jagged edge, once it begins to slice and scrape at her palms. when that fails — when it doesn't so much as budge, beneath the force of alina's slim weight — she huffs out an exhausted breath, wiping her hands down on her knees, once it becomes clear she can't do this alone. ]

At least help me leave an opening for air.
Edited 2021-05-25 22:16 (UTC)
totheright: (calculating)

[personal profile] totheright 2021-05-25 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
that's... one way to put it.

to be fair, he might have been smart enough to say no when someone asked him if he had regrets. or too thick-headed to think of anything he does regret. ughhhh

well lmk if you *do* hear about a guy with his name. i'm kaoru, btw
victoryroyale: (you can take me to moisty mire)

[personal profile] victoryroyale 2021-05-25 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
The joke about telepathy makes him laugh, even if there's an underlying sense of but wait, what if he's serious? discomfort that comes with it. Fortunately, the sight of the can opener is something Jonesy's more familiar with (or, at least, familiar with while being equipped to handle it).

"You're completely valid," he says, nodding. "I don't think I've seen one of those since..." He pauses. "Actually, I don't think I've ever used one? But it looks more or less the same, just without the dial."

Jonesy holds his hand out. "Here, lemme try. Worst case scenario, I'll cut myself." Which is... decidedly not the most awful thing ever, for waking up in a place without any memory of getting there.
victoryroyale: (look at the map)

1.

[personal profile] victoryroyale 2021-05-25 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Fake or not, though, you gotta admit it looks pretty.

[ Jonesy takes one swinging step, long legs taking him forward to stand by the kid's side. His hands are clasped behind his back, and he offers a sheepish smile. ]

Sorry. I just, uh... heard you when I got in. [ And Jonesy has a very permanent condition of being unable to shut up. No brain-to-mouth filter, all that nonsense.

He clears his throat. ]
Was it prettier on PLANT?
coordination: (call me beep me if you wanna reach me)

[personal profile] coordination 2021-05-26 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Refined... [ He repeats. INCREDULOUS, and his expression of disdain doesn't fade. In fact, it gets worse when he moves on and goes to investigate what the kitchen actually has in stock. ]

This is all we have to work with!?

[ He takes out some of the dried meat to investigate more closely. ]
malta: (☾ one hundred eight.)

[personal profile] malta 2021-05-26 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ what had nile said? ]

Just vibing.

[ maybe no g but joe's made his bed and now he'll lay in it, in this bed of grass. he cracks one eye open, face scrunched up to facilitate barely squinting at the man looming above him. ]

I've had a hard week.

[ hence laying in the grass, just vibin'. ]
malta: (☾ ninety six.)

sunshine

[personal profile] malta 2021-05-26 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ joe hums from where he has sunk down in the grass to leisurely sprawl, letting the simulated sun warm his face. he is but a simple creature, he sees a patch of grass, he lays in the patch of grass. give him a patch of grass underneath a tree and he may never leave but for aggressive coaxing. ]

Is it your favourite room, Nicolò?

[ it sounds as if joe thinks it probably is, but it is very obviously joe's favourite. ]
coordination: (sorry to disappoint you ladies)

[personal profile] coordination 2021-05-26 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ One thing Yzak is going to need a lot of getting used to is meeting others who aren't human. That, and looking unfazed when he does, because there's a long stretch of a moment where he stares at Daylight. Not rudely, but it's still probably a little off-putting, as is Yzak also easy to read and tends not to hide what he's thinking, especially through his expressions. This is weird and new! He is out of his element in many ways!

But also, part of why the stare is a smidge longer than what it would be is because this guy kind of resembles a mobile suit????? Fun-sized in comparison to the ones Yzak is used to seeing and piloting himself, but. Wild?

Of course, the moment passes and he realizes that he's staring. And while very aggressively and unapologetically himself, Yzak Jule does still possess SOME tact. So he finally stops staring and clears his throat in an attempt to deal with this like he would with anybody new he meets in the political spheres. ]


I wasn't planning to, but... [ He focuses back on the network. He will get something out of it and he feels that competitive spark light within him. A challenge? Usually always accepted. ]

Fine. I might as well get as early a start as possible, adapting to how this place works.
mandelbrotz: (238)

[personal profile] mandelbrotz 2021-05-26 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
There's people behind it. They need our help. We can't just leave them here!

(Amanda is in a full-blown panic. She nudges the man who's stopped (thankfully someone did.)

Help me find a way around?
mandelbrotz: (01)

[personal profile] mandelbrotz 2021-05-26 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
I've uh, seen it used a lot?

(She isn't much of a fighter. She's the mage of the party.)
mandelbrotz: (180)

[personal profile] mandelbrotz 2021-05-26 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
(She has no idea he hates being stared at, but the fact that they're moving on makes her stop and listen to him while paying attention to what she's doing.)

Decent grip. Higher or lower? Or is there a happy medium?

(She tries to think of what Martin looks like when he wields the bat. He's her goddamned hero.)
coordination: (Im here Im queer and Im hungry)

[personal profile] coordination 2021-05-26 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Being unable to shut up is a great thing to have in common.

Yzak doesn't seem fussed that he was overheard, and gives a slight, noncommittal shrug in response. ]


Much prettier. [ Obviously he speaks with a bias, but at least he's not coy about it. ] And larger. But of course, compared to the size of a planet, I guess it would be the same sort of comparable that this is to PLANT. [ He'll give it that much. Especially since it's not bad. ]

But this will do in the meantime. [ He looks down as he kicks the toe of his boot against the grass. ] Simulated things like this are always impressive in their own right.
chronosynthesis: (❖ Temporal Curtain)

[personal profile] chronosynthesis 2021-05-26 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Reassuring.]

Clubs aren't really my forte. [He taps the hilt of his sheathed sword.] But this is a training area. Would you care to show me what you can do?
callada: (que jugando con tu sugestión)

[personal profile] callada 2021-05-26 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Good enough for me. Now, in my defense, it's been a while since I tried throwing any sort of weapon, and I'm coming off a shoulder injury," he says to preface what he's expecting to be a less-than-ideal effort. His shoulder is fine, probably, aside from a few scrapes, but here and now is not the time he wants to talk about all the bullet holes that were until recently punched right through most of his upper body.

He leads the way to the range with its targets at the far end of the room, unholsters the pistol at his hip, and takes aim. The motion is familiar, a strange sort of comfort in this alien setting, but he can feel the twinge in his chest muscle that says not all's quite right still. Good enough, though; how long was he in that infirmary room for before he woke up?

With an exhale and a slightly unstable arm, he squeezes the trigger. And to his credit (or possibly just good luck) the shot pops through the target just above center.

"This place must have a hell of a good medical team," he muses aloud. But why didn't he see anyone there when he woke up? Where are the staff that patched him up?
volumes: (Default)

[personal profile] volumes 2021-05-26 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Wait hold on.

What the heck is lmk and btw?

And what's with the star thing.
volumes: (GOTG-01365)

[personal profile] volumes 2021-05-26 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Okay, you know what? Fair enough. He'd lay down and vibe too, with his own bad week, but he's got the upper hand here.

Or something.

Quill is about to give him a very well thought out and put together answer when he thinks of something much more important to ask. ]


You from Terra—Earth? Last time I heard anything about vibing, that was the place.
eternita: (bb05)

[personal profile] eternita 2021-05-26 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ it is a joy to see joe like this, sprawled out in the grass with his face tipped into the sun. it is a joy to see joe smile, to hear that particular almost lazy tone in joe's voice.

nicky moves to sit with his back against the tree. ]


It has you. [ he offers after a beat. the trappings don't matter, not really. but yes, the sunshine is very, very nice. ]

eternita: (bb09)

[personal profile] eternita 2021-05-26 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Plenty of dried ones. [ which is good; even if these spices seem old enough to have lost much of their fragrance, they'll still serve to transform a meal (in sufficient quantity), nicky thinks. ]

I was considering stew, to soften the dried meat. There are a lot of canned tomatoes.

[ just like joe, nicky has questions, but it doesn't seem like they will be answered immediately and in the meantime, they all have to eat. ]
eternita: (130)

[personal profile] eternita 2021-05-26 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ nicky isn't quite sure when he becomes aware of the man's approach; he moves quietly and keeps his distance, but nicky's awareness of his space and his surroundings has been honed by centuries. still, it isn't until ade speaks that he turns to look, to offer a smile. ]

I am not, no.

[ hm. ] I don't think there is a cook. But I am willing to share. [ truth is, he's making a lot more food than he could eat, so sharing was always the idea. ]
eternita: (bb03)

[personal profile] eternita 2021-05-26 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ now is not really the time to debate ethics and the foundations of morality. there's a frown pulling at nicky's brows, nonetheless, something weighty in the line of his mouth. ]

It is the right thing to do.
mindtricks: (⚖ P A U S E)

[personal profile] mindtricks 2021-05-26 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
Then I hope so, as well.

I grew up in a Mega-City. It was far more crowded than this.
mindtricks: (⚖ A S S E T)

[personal profile] mindtricks 2021-05-26 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
What are you studying?

[ college seems an almost antiquated notion to anderson. something valuable that barely exists anymore. ]

I was training to be a judge.

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