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*mission log

[mission: new beginnings] the end is the beginning is the end

CHARACTERS: EVERYONE
WHERE: Station 72
WHEN: DAY :004
SUMMARY: A disturbance in the multiverse. New faces and familiar friends.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!

( And through that cordage, threading with its call One arc synoptic of all tides below— Their labyrinthine mouths of history Pouring reply as though all ships at sea Complighted in one vibrant breath made cry,— “Make thy love sure—to weave whose song we ply!” —From black embankments, moveless soundings hailed, So seven oceans answer from their dream... )

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commander shepard [mass effect]

Stayin' Alive | Open

CHARACTERS: EVERYONE
WHERE: Station 72
WHEN: Anytime
SUMMARY: Shepard Open Catch-All + Space Training
WARNINGS: Slight body horror, alcoholic content, Shepard

I. RSVP
( It’s come to my attention, that we’re in space )

[Her tone, such as mental voices have them, is dry, clearly joking.]

( We’ve got a few spacers here, ) [A slight mental nod in the direction of those, you know who you are.] ( But I’m thinking, maybe it’s smarter if we don’t just lean on the symbiotes to tell us how to zip up our pants, in an emergency. The consequences for screwing up a hardsuit seal aren’t anybody’s idea of fun-- trust me, I know.)

[How does she know? Aside from the obvious, it’s hard to say. Something about Shepard’s mental presence, her ‘voice’ wanes and dims, just for a moment, as if tamping down on some unruly impulse-- or memory. Presently she continues.]

( I’ve got a little training scenario set up, if anybody wants to come find me. Just focus, you’ll know how to get there. Bring snacks, if you do, but don’t eat ahead of time. I’m not vacuuming your breakfast out of the vents. )

( More prompts, under the cut )

[open] REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD

CHARACTERS: EVERYONE
WHERE: Station 72
WHEN: DAY :001
SUMMARY: The Hyrypia away team returns to Station 72.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!

( there's one perfect fit / and, sugar, this one is it )

( semi-open | day:042+ )

CHARACTERS: ~~Peter~~ Hadrian, what remains of Avior, Juno + probably you
WHERE: Station 72
WHEN: DAY:042+
SUMMARY: Touching base, A Talk, and a few open prompts TBD!
WARNINGS: None for the moment, will be updated as needed.

( box of knives. )

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rogue [x-men films]

[ open post | day:042 forward ]

CHARACTERS: Fitz + anyone on the station
WHERE: Station 72
WHEN: DAY:042+
SUMMARY: A bunch of open stuff, SOL to nightmare sharing. Covering bases for station downtime!! If you want to do something else, just hit me up on plurk or in PMs.
WARNINGS: Torture + will update as needed.

( and you fall miles apart )

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cathaway

[closed to S72 hosts] mental link

[Hosts have returned to Station 72. It's the most populous this place has been for some time, but the dull ache of missing links - the numerous comatose individuals now carefully tucked back into their respective pods on the Nesting Deck - looms like a shadow here. It's quiet and still and strangely barren. The distance which stretches between the Hosts here and those who chose to remain on Hyrypia is a physical presence as well. It's as a curtain between two rooms, two slowily turning mirrors on different rotations, infrequently capturing eachother's reflections. In the gap, in the waiting stillness, Cathaway's mind is a steady, rythmic drip of cool water into the mirrored surface of some greater, unmoving body of water:]

( Should you need to reach out to anyone left behind on Hyrypia, we will happily assist. Find us if you need us. ) [There's no image projected along with the words, just the certainty that if someone came looking then they would inevitbly find her.] ( If you have questions or require anything else from us, feel free to ask after that as well. We're here to help. )

[There's a bizarre texture to the shape of the thought: it wavers and shifts, malleable and untethered as if for a split second she is uncertain. Then that two turns, solidifies. Curtly:]

( Welcome back. )

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*mission log

[mission: hyrypia] the mountain seems no more a soulless thing

CHARACTERS: Hyrypian Team
WHERE: Hyrypia - Mount Mideria
WHEN: DAY :044 - DAY :045
SUMMARY: The Pilgrimage arrives at a base camp. A letter is delivered. The ascent begins.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!

( but rather as a shape of ancient fear )

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{ open post | days :039 - :041 }

CHARACTERS: Rogue & ??? OR Elena & ???
WHERE: The Morran Ship & Far Shore
WHEN: Day :039 - Day :042
SUMMARY: Boat things. Decision making.
WARNINGS: Will update as needed!

( life is but a dream )

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misato katsuragi [evangelion]

[ closed ]

CHARACTERS: Rust, Misato (and Kaji in the flesh)
WHERE: The Far Shore
WHEN: day :042
SUMMARY/WARNINGS: murder, suicide

( once you can't love another human being, you have no place in the world )

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[hatch log] the sea seemingly a constant to the naked eye is one long goodbye

CHARACTERS: New Hosts & EVERYONE
WHERE: Station 72; Hyrypia - The Far Shore
WHEN: DAY :041 - DAY :042
SUMMARY: A hatch; an arrival; a homecoming. The Hosts part ways.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!

( perpetually the tide recedes, beaches dotted with debris )

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( mental link ) day :041

[ some number of hours after the announcement about the decision they have to make — return to the Station or stay on Hyrypia — there's a restless feeling that hums along the Nest connection for a good few minutes before Juno actually speaks. a sensation like drumming your fingers along a surface; starting to speak and changing your mind. starting— ]

( So. ) [ a pause. nearly vibrating with that strange, jittery impatience. ] ( Who's going where? )

[ he plainly doesn't care, and it's not a social question. but he thinks it would be good to know who to expect to be around on one side or the other. ]

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[mental link: day 41] darling you got to let me know

[Somewhere out there in the universe, something shifts for the members of brood SARGAS and ALKAID. It's like a puzzle piece clicking into place; a key sliding perfectly into a lock; the satisfying arrangement of colors in some perfected gradient. Out there in the space between spaces, a hatch is happening.

--But here, now, on the Morran ship:]

( It seems we'll be meeting more Hosts once we reach… wherever it is we're being taken. ) [Lyr's mind is the ripples of a still pool after a pebble's been dropped into it.] ( Seeing as we now know the identity of the envoy harboring the Enemy presence, this seems like a perfect opportunity to broach the possibility that some of you might prefer to return to the Station rather than stay here. --Or rather, that it may be necessary. The work ahead is likely to be delicate and dangerous. To very poorly quote one of our own, it might be considered unethical for everyone involved to ask anyone who isn't committed to our purpose here to remain. )

[You're welcome, Bakugo.]

( Make your decisions. After we disembark, Cathaway will meet us with whichever new hatches choose to make their landfall and take whoever wishes to return back to the Station. )

((ooc: Splitting the party! We'll be handling a few drops by sending characters back to the Station (we'll let you know which characters will be returning to the Station via autopilot and which will go comatose when the Hatch Log goes live on the 24th). This is also an opportunity for active players to return their characters to the Station and continue play there. Please be aware that characters who return to the Station will be there for the remaining duration of Mission: Hyrypia and will not be able to participate in mission based events; conversely, please be aware that characters who remain on Hyrypia will not be able to participate in Station based events. Brood connections will remain open, but seem radically more tenuous.))

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i made a wish under the bloodshot sky (closed)

CHARACTERS: Sam and Bucky; closed
WHERE: The Red Coast
WHEN: DAY 040 night
SUMMARY: The programming tells Bucky to poison himself, so he does.
WARNINGS: self-poisoning (non-SI), blood, violence, drowning

( that this would all be a dream )

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mental link / day 42

[ Impatience is a hard ball in the lower half of his gut. In taking three beats to speak, it recedes to a manageable calm. Kaji will keep this short; for his sake, not theirs. ]

( If we fall asleep, don't let them take us back to the Station. We'd rather pass peacefully. I hope you all respect our wishes. )

[ Rust's mental presence is peripheral, an averted glance. Tinged with shame: ] ( Doesn't have to be peaceful, not for me. ) [ For a moment, a landscape stretches out—choked with green, night falling fast. Swallowing it up. The ground underfoot earth, asphalt, ice. ]

( So long as it's final. )

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mental link | morning of day :039

[ The ever present mental music that plays from the bard's end of the connection grows invasively louder sometime after breakfast, and it is rather anxious. The morning has been heavy enough already with packing getting underway, but this is due to something different. While the music in him is clear as ever, his thoughts stumble across the connection sloppily and desperately. ]

( I require a detective... I think. Oh dear, this is quite dire… )

[ He knows of several, but with the situation being as dire as he claims, well... he may need as much help as possible. All hands on deck. ]

( I believe someone has discovered that I am not Carbauschian, and... has poisoned me. )

[ The pauses between coherent thought are more than a bit dramatic, but he's being quite serious. ]

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mental link; after everything goes down on the evening of :038

[As it becomes apparent that it's time to move on—to shift forward in what feels like an endless pilgrimage, one in which none of the Hosts will gain any "true" enlightenment, as they will never see this culture as anything more than a means to an end. (At least, that's as far as Lexa sees it. Perhaps it's disrespectful. Perhaps she would bristle at it herself if it were about her culture. But then, no one is calling these people primitive and uncivilized like she's heard about her people in the past.)

Not that any of this will be spoken. This mission will go on, but it's a mission that can come to an end. That is something within their reach.

Which is why she opens up a mental communication to all the Hosts.]

( We must discuss, as a whole, how we hope to proceed moving forward. Before we pack up our things, I would prefer that we have some plan in place for how we act next. It'll prevent any further need to take on actions individually as we will be acting for each other. With the knowledge of each other's future actions.

That is not to say that I recommend against actions. But we can't act in contradiction to one another. Out of impatience for each other. We all hope to be done with this mission as soon as possible.

We have confirmed the presence of the Enemy. How do we hope to proceed? How will we ensure that the Descendants do not claim control of this power?

Furthermore, I implore you all to consider why it is the Enemy would act to prevent peace talks that could secure them the Nectar. And why it is that they need the Nectar. We are only fighting one battle here.

I won't lead this discussion. But we must have this discussion. We work well under time constraints. Let's have an idea of how we hope to proceed before we continue our journey. )

[That's her way of setting a time constraint, all in hopes that people will discuss what they will have to do. It's no longer about Keya (as far as she's concerned), but about their greater mission.]

[ooc: please please please treat this as an IC discussion post where people can threadjack and discuss whatever! i figured it would be a good idea to facilitate discussion here!]

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[mission: hyrypia] i lived on dread

CHARACTERS: Everyone
WHERE: The Red Coast
WHEN: The Night of DAY :038 (man this sucks syntactically, doesn't it? - just go with it)
SUMMARY: The dread returns; the Hosts hatch a plan to ferret out the identity of the Enemy agent and chase down loose ends.
WARNINGS: N/A. Need something added? PM the mod account!

( I lived on Dread— To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger—Other impetus Is numb—and Vitalless— As 'twere a Spur—upon the Soul— A Fear will urge it where To go without the Sceptre's aid Were Challenging Despair. )

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mental link | Day: 38

( Some of you may have noticed a fire, not too long ago. Or maybe you were busy, fair enough. )

[Shepard's broadcast is just that; open, conversational. Let's have a little chat, all of you. The fire last night burned through a fair portion of the Descendants' dormitory, destroying property and causing distress. Deaths? Don't worry about it. Shepard certainly isn't.]

( I would like to formally take responsibility for that incident. Don't worry, we didn't get caught, this isn't my first time setting fire to something-- no, Sam, it was fine, I had it under control. More to the point, we happened to acquire a bunch of junk, including some tech Pidge has been making good use of-- You're welcome, by the way. ) [This addendum delivered with no particular malice. All the blame and none of the credit, that's how it always goes. ( As for the rest, I have it; decent haul, some of which might be relevant, some of which might just be that I've stolen somebody's junk mail for all I know. )

[Always a risk with smash-and-grab]

( Anybody who thinks they might have some insights, feel free to have a look. )

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mental link | day :038

[ Pidge's attention is on the nest as a whole and so everyone gets a bit of this broadcast. The same ideas, the same concepts, the same thoughts and words. ]

( So, uh, thanks to everyone who helped me with samples the other night. I've got some good news. I was able to isolate a certain type of radiation hat doesn't seem to have anything to do with the local planet. It might be a fuel source or just leftover energy from whatever makes those circles. )

[ She could talk forever about that, but- ]

( Even better news - I managed to rig up a sensor that'll give us an idea of when they use it again. Maybe even where, if we're lucky. I had to borrow some parts, but it should work fine! )

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[ closed ]

CHARACTERS: Misato, Kaji
WHERE: The Red Coast
WHEN: late, late DAY :037
SUMMARY: what is truth, who are you, who is me, what are we
WARNINGS: n/a wow

( The Garstall meat sits heavy in her stomach and the air still reeks of blood and butchery and salt. )