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◣ TEST DRIVE 002 ◢


TEST DRIVE MEME 002 ❀
CONTENT WARNINGS: potential character nudity, violence, trypophobia (images) as well as light mentions of gore.

Please note: FOR THE FIRST 24 HOURS AFTER 'HATCHING', CHARACTERS WILL FEEL WEAK AND ANY POWERS THEY HAVE WILL NOT WORK.

Test drive meme threads can be considered game canon for players who are later accepted and wish to keep their CR. The Quago prompt will be a TDM-exclusive. Existing players are welcome to use the prompts for their in-game logs, but it will not be repeated as part of the hatching. The other prompts that you see here will also appear on our July hatching log. There will, of course, be more going on that week, including the wrap-up for our June event.

Please reserve questions about altering or meaningfully investigating the setting for the first log of the game, where we will have a Mod Questions thread at the top of the log. That thread will not be present on this test drive meme.

❀ HATCHING


This time, the Adamant's survivors are ready. When the Hatchlings arrive, they are no longer held at gunpoint or the tip of a spear. They are helped up, taken to the showers, given time to clean themselves.

They are still quarantined for a few days — albeit in a more comfortable setting. An area of the Theatre has been set up with emergency bunking and privacy screens. Each bunk has a small bundle of amenities on it — a change of clothing (that may be too big or too small, too fine or too plain, feel free to swap!) and what precious else can be spared, including a small tube of protein paste. Given that the theater doubles as a childcare center for the basecamp, your character may find that any toddler-aged children will stare hungrily at these tubes!

Ensign Ashley Porter flits about this emergency station at all hours, chatting amicably at people. Explaining the situation. He's reasonably certain it's his fault — the entire 'hatching' process seemed to start after he tripped one day and fell into the Central Chrysalis. This disturbance must have triggered the process of pulling in people from other universes. He's terribly sorry and will say he understands if people want to be angry at him or hate him for it. He also makes mention of the fact that some people have found personal items if they return to the Chrysalis — in eggs, like the ones they woke up in.

The Hatchlings are given a few days to acclimate, and then they are expected to contribute to the duties around camp. The day-to-day life in Basecamp Leviathan is not glamorous. Repairs are always needing to be done, food is always needing to be made, dishes always needing to be washed. Anyone with specialized skills will probably be snapped up by a division before too long!

A few notes:
☆ Your character will at some point be pulled aside and asked about where they're from, what year, any personal information they wish to share, etc. This is no longer described as an 'interrogation' as with the first set of Hatchlings. It's now more of a chat. Captain Childe has deferred this duty to her various underlings, and she will likely not make an appearance here unless a Hatchling says or does something very interesting or meaningful.

☆ The NPCs will be as forthcoming about how the Hatchlings have arrived and what they know about the Chrysalis as possible. Unfortunately to both, the answer is 'not much'. They will still try to be transparent about this.

❀ EXPLORE THE BASECAMP

The Engineering Corps is always looking for new members who can contribute to some of its long term infrastructure solutions. The head of this department, Thorkil, is a large man with a booming voice who brews moonshine on the side and is the sort of bright, cheerful soul that can light up a room when he enters it. He is friendly with all the Hatchlings unless given a reason to be otherwise, and he is also very patient, gentle and understanding. If your character has demonstrated engineering skills of any coat or color (mechanical? electrical? outdated by hundreds of years? more advanced by a millennium?) please expect that Thorkil will ask if they'd be willing to help out!

The Security Division is headed up by a rather unpleasant man named Rémi. He neither wants nor, in his opinion, needs the help of the Hatchlings, but he's perfectly willing to let them risk their lives instead of the lives of his people where leaving the basecamp is concerned. Little wonder, most of his division has been chewed up and spit out by the harsh conditions on Ethyraia — can one blame him for being a little protective? If anyone asks about helping here, he's going to respond scornfully and dismissively. However, some of the Hatchlings have earned enough of his goodwill that he will consider, consider letting people have a weapon from Security's stores if they're leaving the Basecamp. (Carrying of non-Hatchling weapons is forbidden within the basecamp itself, so please be mindful!)

The Theatre is another venue that one could help out with — there are stories to be told! The current production is a classic, She Kills Monsters by Qui Nguyen. However, after performing this for the thessyx at the talent show, the theater department is moving onto their next show — Procyonate, for which there are many props to build. As the only truly fortified building in the Basecamp, the theatre doubles as a place to care for children (most of the 'young' survivors are between 13-19 now, but babies have been born to the survivors since their crash-landing!) there is also a need for anyone who excels with toddler care. They are also looking for anyone who can sing, write music, or play instruments. Such people will be hastily recruited and put to work!

The Aid Station is being run by a very harried woman named Sunya Hyacinth, who fits the description of 'overworked and underpaid' to a T. She doesn't have time to reach out to any recruits, but if you wander into the Aid Station you might find yourself being put to work. Just be careful — if she decides you have higher accreditation than she does, she might just decide to dump her practice on your lap for a week so she can go take a vacation! Standard injuries you may see include acid burns, broken bones, and bad cuts and gashes out of the engineering department who's hard at work repairing the sink holes around the base. Some of the 'ill' being treated will also have psychological effects. PTSD is common, and there are no officially 'trained' counsellors, just people who try to listen and help.

The Sanitation Department handles a lot of the day-to-day cleaning that involves sewage, garbage, et al. After all, it's a dirty job, but someone has to do it! Not only will they take just about anyone, but if they warm up to you they'll let you in on a little secret... they've totally started an underground green house where they're growing some interesting plants...

(pot, it's pot).

The Communications Department is headed up by the AI Cartagena, and helps with disseminating useful information to the population, as well as managing the intranet and its infrastructure. Cartagena will be quick to point out (cheerfully) that they don't get days off and would love for someone else to make announcements once in a while! A small group of the communications department is also hard at work on a distress signal, persevering in the belief that someone will come looking for the wayward Adamant.

The Agriculture department could always use a few new green thumbs around their little hydroponic garden units, and of course the Mess Hall is in dire need of someone who can make ten pounds of questionable protein paste taste palpable...

Otherwise, the daily grind in Ethyraia seems to be fairly... well, grind-y. People wake early to manage their chores in the early hours, everyone breaks during the hot hours of the afternoon to nap or lounge around, sometimes they take in the daily movie at the Theatre, and then it's back to work for the afternoon shift. People generally work from 7 AM to 11 AM, and then have between 11 AM and 3 PM 'off' (with the exception of anyone on KP duty) and then work again until 11 PM. Exceptions are: each person's designated 'days off', or recovery time from injuries/etc. Ideally, the Adamant's survivors will work 4 days and has 3 off in a week, but oftentimes this is cancelled due to need.

While it's not mandatory that the Hatchlings work, those that don't 'pull their weight' so to speak will find themselves being increasingly shunned by the community, and the quality of their rations and their overall care will decrease. There isn't enough to go around on the best days, much less when someone isn't contributing at all!

What goes on at the base for me to engage with?:
You are free to invent NPCs to have (minor) antagonistic clashes with, or who can flag down your character to assist with something, or who you can have to help 'rescue' on a mission outside the Leviathan. We want to give players as much freedom as we can within the structure of the game, and we would rather people not feel limited.

What else can I do?:
There is no one keeping your character physically at the Basecamp! If they would like to leave and go exploring on their own, that is perfectly welcome. For the sake of the TDM, we would ask that anyone choosing this option refrain from asking us any in-depth questions — we will happily collaborate with people once they're in the game.

A few additional notes:
☆ If your character leaves the basecamp and wanders outside the Leviathan, they may begin to notice that what they perhaps took as a giant cave is actually an enormous dragon. Everything they see that seems 'human made' will look varying levels of worn down, patched, repaired and patched again. This is not a place of prosperity and happiness. Many people are recently injured, or have new scars or missing limbs.

☆ While mods will not be facilitating exploration beyond the basecamp at this time, characters are welcome to take on any number of missions, such as rescuing civilians, gathering supplies or travelling to the furthest 'mapped out' areas to try and chart the lands. If you would like to use any of these prompts or can think of anything else you'd like to do, feel free! If you app into the game and would like to use any of these threads as 'canon', please just let us know so we can include or incorporate any details into our overall worldbuilding! (Or work with you to tweak some details to suit!)

☆ If you think your character wouldn't be interested in helping or pitching in, that's fine! However, please be aware of the consequences that will follow — a decrease in NPC esteem, support, etc. The NPCs understand that the Hatchlings didn't ask to be here, but they simply do not have the resources or manpower to accommodate for anyone who doesn't want to work or assist in engaging with local infrastructure. Your character will not be ICly ousted from the basecamp, but they will experience a poorer quality of food and little social engagement from the NPCs. Even Captain Childe picks up a trenching tool with the best of them!

❀ THE QUAGO

One day, a patrol team brings back a small potted plant in a containment jar. It seems rather innocuous at first, and one of the more science-minded survivors sets it aside to study it. Unfortunately for the intrepid habitants of the Basecamp Leviathan, this was the equivalent of cradle robbing! This plant is the young form of a creature known as a Quago, which is a large, semi-sentient creature with myriad tendrils and no fixed roots. It's something of a flora/fauna hybrid, and it's here for its baby!

This creature releases spores into Basecamp that, for the most part, will put people to sleep. However, some people have... different reactions. It can also cause: hallucinations, itchy rashes, feelings of thirst, lightheadedness and, perhaps counter-intuitively, insomnia. The hallucinations can range from 'acid trip' to 'that dream I once had about riding Falcor'. Not everyone will be affected — some people might have natural immunity from this strange creature.

Concern around the basecamp run high: are the conditions caused by something in the food? Is this a new Ethyraia-native illness? None of those infected seem to improve on their own. The Agricultural department is particularly on high alert until, after two days, someone notices that those that are affected can be roused by... chocolate?

Vidar and Cal Kestis, in the month prior, found a box of rare rations aboard the wreck of the Adamant. They brought this box back and opted to share it among the Survivors, and one of the items happened to be hot chocolate powder. A little sprinkle of it under the tongue of anyone sleeping, hallucinating or otherwise experiencing symptoms of the spores will find themselves returned to normalcy in a handful of minutes.

(They could also drink hot chocolate, but where's the fun in that?)

The Quago will come into the basecamp, steal its plant child and flee back to nature. It will not harm or attack anyone, but the effects of its spores will linger for one week. Those sleeping will seem almost to be in a state of suspended animation, and do not need to be tended.

Can my character fight the Quaggo? How big is it? What does it look like?
Your character will likely not notice the Quaggo unless they are one of the very rare people immune to its effects. It is not hostile or violent, and killing it will not cure the symptoms of those affected. Could you kill it? Yes, but then you'd have to live with the guilt!

It is approximately the size of a VW minibus (minibus for scale!) though perhaps a little taller. It is mostly a tangled nimbus of vines and bracken around a central 'nucleus'. Imagine a giant, sci-fi tumbleweed with a disturbing amount of sentience.

Can my character experience more than one effect of it throughout these three days?
Yes! You are free to mix and match the symptoms as you desire. Feel free to be creative! Your character could be an itchy insomniac, or hallucinate Spongebob LARP while being very thirsty... or any other combo you can imagine!

FETCH QUEST

Once characters realize that it's chocolate that makes the difference, a singular prospect looms. There is nothing native to Ethyraia that produces chocolate — so the only hope is to travel back to the Adamant and search through its wreckage for another such box.

Luckily, Cal and Vidar have already done a great deal of work! They've cleared a previously blocked-off area of the wreck, and the route to an old storage area of the Adamant is now traversable. Any character cogent enough or immune to the spores will be able to make the trip. However, given the scorching heat and the intermittent acid rain, we would ask that a 'baseline' character (ie: someone without super speed or a vehicle/pet of some sort they arrived with from home) take roughly 2-3 days to make this round trip.

There's a possibility there could be more luxury items such as chocolate undisturbed in the Adamant for the past three years. For those who make the trip, feel free to find one small luxury item that your character can hold onto in addition to the other goods they bring back for the basecamp as a whole.

The wreckage of the Adamant is empty and overgrown. Most of the bodies have been moved out of the crash in the interest of burying them properly, but there are some that were caught in areas that were simply unreachable or unstable, so the ship is rank with death. Any of the plants listed in our herbiary may be found inside the wreckage, and players may engage with any of their myriad effects (or, if you're an existing player, feel free to add more!). There is no internal power to the Adamant, so even the emergency lighting on the floors will be out.

Can my character make a side-trip while at the Adamant crash site?
At this time we will not be facilitating further in-depth exploration prompts of the Adamant.


❀ NETWORK

Oh! Look! There are more of you.

YOU may refer to
(1) Hatchlings;
(2) Children of the Leviathan,
depending on your cultural and religious background.

Hello and welcome! My name is Cartagena. As you will be responsible for one another's, and the former crew and passengers of the Adamant's, survival, it is in our best interests to get to know one another.

I have prepared some questions:

If you could be anywhere else right now, where would you go, what would you bring with you, and why?



Oh. Oh dear. That one isn't really ideal, is it? Just a moment. I will find a better one.

If you won the lottery*, what would you do with the money?

*LOTTERY may refer to a means of raising money by selling numbered tickets and giving prizes to the holders of numbers drawn at random.


A few notes:
☆ Characters may choose their own network usernames.


underworlds: (Default)

[personal profile] underworlds 2021-06-30 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
he never paid much mind to injuries. he knew nothing could kill him before he was twenty one. infection was just a thing to be weathered. broken bones would heal. so, to this little insight of doctorly advice he just lifts one shoulder up in a shrug.

Ain't got a problem about it. But if you're lookin' to ease my mind, a shot of moonshine might do its part to charm the pain away. Doc keeps a bottle on the top shelf of that cabinet over there.

he'd watched her take it down and pour out a shot for a dying man a few hours ago. she'd taken one herself when she thought no one was looking. hard job. nero's glad it ain't his — minding souls is easier than the body.
apathie: (004)

[personal profile] apathie 2021-06-30 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Later. [a bribe, rather than a reward for enduring something that hasn't happened yet.

with practiced hands, nehan prepares the needle and thread, one hand holding onto the needle driver. he doesn't bother with forceps, despite the size of the wound, he really doesn't need it, it's one less thing to clean after this.

his single response is also the most warning his patient will get, as the erune gets to work. he pushes the needle into flesh, and ignores everything else.]
lapideity: (006)

fetch quest

[personal profile] lapideity 2021-06-30 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Tea, I hope. [zhongli has taken to shifting larger pieces of debris around to make way for both of them, and does so without much problem, no matter the size of the rubble compared to his body. he doesn't even think much of it, focused as he is on the task.]

Other useful materials would be beneficial... but I personally would prefer tea.
skagzz: (sus)

[personal profile] skagzz 2021-06-30 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I am an immortal queen on my planet. I choose to inhabit this mortal flesh prison.

[ She is one hundred percent lying. Which isn't even really necessary, given she's part of a crew that saved a god damn planet from a megalomaniac and aliens and flesh-eating bandits, but Tina has standards for her stage presence. ]

Good sir, how am I to lead this valiant steed if I can't use the ding-dang reins?

[ This is as close as Tina gets to asking for help. Something about his accent and getup make her vaguely homesick which makes her feel vaguely safe. ]
skagzz: (devious)

[personal profile] skagzz 2021-06-30 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Aww Shawty playing hard to get. This is Tina's third most favorite romance trope, and THIS ISN'T EVEN A DATING SIM. Or is it? That would be BAD ASS. Better act accordingly, just to be safe. ]

Anon, madame Boomer, here are flowers as wild and beautiful as thee.

[ Tina performs a bow with a flourish, which is really just flailing her wrist a lot. She hands Eadaoin a fistful of rudely uprooted flowers that are uh markedly not wild. They look more like flowering vegetable plants. ]
skagzz: (fuk u)

:thumbs up: feel free to just stab Tina with that shot

[personal profile] skagzz 2021-06-30 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
NO. THEY LIED TO ME. THEY SAID THERE WOULD BE LOLLIPOPS.

[ They were probably ready to do anything to get her OUT for a few hours.

Tina tries to wriggle away, but she's still woozy from the hatching and can't move very fast
]

skagzz: (pls pls pls)

[personal profile] skagzz 2021-06-30 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Tina's bloodthirsty heart is momentarily warmed by Zuleikha's kindness toward the lost dragon. For a moment, Tina is somewhere else, mourning another loss -- a parent, a friend. There are too many.

She snaps out of her nightmare-reverie at the suggestion of magical ponies.
]

whaaaAAAAAAT girl say what? That is so BAD ASS.

Please please please, nice lady with the cannibal animal balloons, MAKE ME A FLYING HORSE FREN.
birdroads: (06)

[personal profile] birdroads 2021-06-30 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
One more please.

[ — but that's just for show, one stray to another. She's already breathing more deeply — transfiguration doesn't come to her so simply as the elemental, more showy magics, temporary or not. ]

Okay, I want you to close your eyes, and think of a colour for the horse.

[ Just give her a sec to scramble over to the front and ask the theatre people if there's an old chair they're not using. ]
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[personal profile] birdroads 2021-06-30 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Ho, wizard!

[ She says, unable to help smiling, that softens the tease. One crew member is better than none, no complaints except for the fact that they should be chilling near Ruwei's pot, enjoying a steaming hot dinner, listening to Irina's music and whoever had drawn the lot for the duet that day. She's been alone with the column of her empty life once already and it was quickly filled — Zuleikha would rather it was so, again. ]

Can't help it if the cat knows where the fun is.
Edited 2021-06-30 16:17 (UTC)
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[personal profile] birdroads 2021-06-30 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, nice! Whatever saves her from having to do it herself — look, she's never missing a chance to show off a bit, but the recent power drain has kept her strictly to need to use only. She doesn't want to find out there's a limit to what she can do, and find out the hard way. ]

[ So if he wants to lift, he can lift. It lets her enjoy the rest. ]

Yeah... a nice steaming cup... some cakes...
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[personal profile] appetere 2021-06-30 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ettie blinks. She shifts her gaze from Cardamom to Zuleikha. ]

Yes, he knows where fun is. And trouble. [ They are NOT the same thing, despite what her crew may say. And her crew is... here? ] I didn't think I'd find you here. Is there anyone else?
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[personal profile] appetere 2021-06-30 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ettie smiles, partially out of enjoyment and partially because she recognizes this pattern - don't start - and then he proceeds to brag longer. She's done similar things, with Cardamom (who is a Charmer(tm) and likely accepting chin scratches).

She takes the back of her hand and passes it, knuckles first, through the fire. It doesn't hurt. Fascinating. ]


What's his name?
skagzz: (im ready)

[personal profile] skagzz 2021-06-30 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
POR FAVOR Senora!

[ Tina closes her eyes NOT obediently but transactionally because god damn mama wants a flying pony. She is so absorbed in imagining Butt Stallion, the shining diamond horse of her dreams, that she does not notice Zuleikha moving away. ]
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[personal profile] underworlds 2021-06-30 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Skokash.

doesn't mean anything as far as he ever knew. just a bunch of sounds he liked and put together.

What about your little fella?

he doesn't think he's ever seen anybody give a cat a name. they were mostly just 'cat' or 'puss' or some variation thereof, but this cat clearly ain't a feral.
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[personal profile] appetere 2021-06-30 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Lightly, ] Hello, Skokash. [ She runs her hand through the flames one more time, then traces her knuckles lightly down. She does not have a treat for him, sadly. She wishes she did, but that's not what came with her to this place.

At his question, her hand returns to her lap and her attention to her cat. Of course he's making friends. She shakes her head. ]


Oh, that's Cardamom. He's his own, mostly. [ She took him and he followed her, she cared for him and he stayed with her. But she's not so arrogant as to think he belongs to her; he's a cat. Or he was, once. He was still mostly a cat. ] He's comfortable with you.
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[personal profile] lapideity 2021-07-01 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[zhongli has to chuckle at that fantasy. he understands, really. partaking in food is a pasttime he indulges in regularly since learning how humans cooked, and never looked back despite not needing to eat for sustenance.]

I personally prefer something a little heavier to go with my tea. Perhaps steamed buns, or dumplings.

[when he's faced with a particularly large piece of wall that's fallen, zhongli nudges it before stepping back and thinking about what he can do to deal with this particular roadblock. then he decides to stick the butt end of his spear underneath it and lever it out of the way. his strength is not completely back, so he has to make do with these mundane methods for things he cant handle yet.]

I shall be going further in, if that's fine with you.
unfastens: (justifies the wrong)

[personal profile] unfastens 2021-07-01 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ meanwhile, Bruno is still trying to keep his Stand under wraps where possible - hence the secrecy. In his defense, he's used to a lifestyle where having that knowledge public would put his life in danger eventually.

He offers Thorkil a brief nod of apology, himself, then gestures for Josuke to follow. Not far, just a bit of out of sight. Fortunately, the camp is not wanting for areas under construction or littered with debris, and the kid seems amenable enough to chatting. It's a good sign. The last thing he needs is for some loyalist stragglers from Passione to pop up here, too. (Removing someone from the camp, especially a Hatchling, without anyone noticing? That would be troublesome, even for him.) ]


Sorry for being sudden. I'll keep this brief.

[ this is the only prelude Bruno gives before reaching a hand up to a space underneath his eye and pulling. What he's doing would be invisible to most, but, of course, Josuke gets to see Sticky Fingers' hand overtake Bruno's own as he unzips a pocket in his own body from his cheek to the base of his neck. Very casual. He might even see the top of a water bottle poking out from Bruno's collarbone area. At least it's not the gory version?! ]

Can you see this?
unfastens: (deprived of all that we're blessed with)

[personal profile] unfastens 2021-07-01 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
In name only. If I'm remembering right, it's a place in America.

[ he has never been, and could likely not name the state it's in if pressed, but he's heard of it, at least. ]

Maybe some of the crew came from there.
haircared: (Default)

[personal profile] haircared 2021-07-01 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Josuke's a pretty normal high school kid (sans the magic powers)— he can't help but ogle that super cool looking weapon for a second. Coupled with those wise, wise words? This guy seems like he's more out of some badass movie than anything else. Sheepishly, he follows the other man's lead, rubbing the back of his neck a bit awkwardly. He always feels a bit nervous around these types that radiate experienced fighter vibes. ]

Y-Yeah— I'll try to watch your back, too. [ He just needs to prove that he can be useful, and not a total donut on this mission. Or he'll embarrass himself! In front of someone cool! Either way, he thinks it's best to just keep the conversation rolling, so he's not as scared by the definite alien rats scurrying around. ] I can only fight stuff that gets close, but if you get hurt, I could fix it for you...

[ Rambling while not looking directly at the other man, he peers down the great corridor they're heading down; it's quite dark, due to the Adamant's non-existent power, and the lack of light shining in from the outside. The further they get from the entryway, the darker it'll become. But, there's a fork in the metaphorical road, and an old dusty map bolted to the steel wall behind some thick, unbroken glass. ]

—You any good with directions?
haircared: (Default)

he CARES!!

[personal profile] haircared 2021-07-01 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
Jeez...

[ So basically: they're down bad. It does worry him, because if people who have been living here for 3 years already are having such a hard time, then how are newbies supposed to fare? And there isn't a realistic way off this planet, unless they could somehow fix the ship. Even then, that wouldn't return people like himself and Trish back to their home worlds.

Josuke lets out a sigh, obviously burdened by all this, but for what it's worth, he tries to compartmentalize, knowing there's no point on dwelling on issues that seem too big to solve. What he needs to do now is keep moving forward. ]


Well— it's not good more people are suddenly appearing here. But at least there's a little more help around. [ Especially when that help has all sorts of crazy powers. His tone lightens, some tension coming out of his shoulders as he keeps walking, lowering his arm to stuff his hands in his pockets. ] They could really use it. You know, they asked me to come back to that station at six in the morning tomorrow.

[ Said like a typical teenager that DOES NOT want to wake up before noon... it's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that he can't believe that things are so bad people get fucked up by the planet that early in the morning. ]
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[personal profile] haircared 2021-07-01 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ NOW WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THAT!! Is the first thought that goes through his head, and it shows on his face too, because he's definitely grimacing as Bruno zips apart his face. Yeesh. This is (almost) worse than the body horror spaghetti. ]

Oh— you're a Stand user? [ They're alone, so it's fine to describe things this way. He really just has been telling people his healing abilities are something he's had since he was a kid (which is true), but most people couldn't see what he was doing at all, and assumed he was magic some way, thus making it a non-issue for him to explain what a Stand is. But this is different. ] I thought there might be more here.

[ Stand users are drawn to each other, or so they say... anyway, he doubts this guy lured him over here with so many witnesses just to attack him, so Josuke doesn't really go on the defensive, just summoning Crazy Diamond out behind himself to prove that they're one and the same. ]

Could've just shown me your Stand, man.
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[personal profile] lapideity 2021-07-01 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
Mm... I like to think that I'm fairly decent at not getting lost. But it's been so long since I've ventured out of my homeland.

[zhongli attempts to see around them, but it's no use-- it's too dark, and he doesn't have all of his powers available still thanks to what he believes to be the trauma of hatching. they did say that one's powers would return eventually, but he didn't anticipate his recovery to be like this. he could have lit up the area by now, if he had possession of all of his powers.]

But I believe the true problem is seeing where we're meant to go.

Do you have a light? Can you see something that fulfills what we need?
apathie: (003)

o7

[personal profile] apathie 2021-07-01 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
[with a put-upon sigh, nehan decides to hell with it. he just stabs the girl in the thigh with the needle and depresses the syringe before she can keep screaming, or worse, run away.]
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Misaka #10032 | A Certain Scientific Railgun

[personal profile] misakaimouto 2021-07-01 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
Hatching

'Ah. It's covered in slime,' Misaka says aloud to no one in particular in a disappointed fashion. [She's crouching down near the egg she'd hatched from, returning to it to procure the goggles that she'd been told would likely be there should she return. Unfortunately... They're in a less than ideal situation to wear.] 'Misaka's goggles will require prompt cleaning from the substance,' Misaka airs her complaints, hoping that they still work despite the slime coating them. [Which is to say... Handling them gently as she lifts them up to inspect how much damage might have been done.

Despite the monotone words, he clearly cares about the item in her hands. 10032 wipes down the headpiece with her hand, flicking it carelessly away as she does.
]

Theater

'It is the older siblings duty to take care of the younger,' Misaka chastises the children to the best of her knowledge as she secretly applies brainwashing techniques to growing young minds. [Which is to say, she's hastily trying to teach children things that probably don't make much of a difference in their day to day life. Unfortunately for 10032, narrating herself and speaking in the third person tends to make it hard to truly get away with things.

Still, the situation is extremely familiar, only she doesn't have Mikoto at her side this time as she says these things. And the lack of a true network is already fairly lonely.
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Fetch Quest

[Inside the Adamant, it's not all pitch black. At least, not in the rooms where 10032 is. The lights are on, if the bulbs haven't blown, and she's rooting through rubble and wreckage and overgrown shelving.]

'This would be easier if Misaka knew what sort of packaging chocolate came in,' Misaka grumbles in an exasperated manner as she roots through molding boxes and rubble. [Of course, 10032 straightens immediately once someone is close enough that she can sense another persons bio-electricity.] 'You are out of luck, this area seems devoid of chocolate as well,' Misaka explains to the unknown person that their search here is futile.

Network

UN: 10032
Misaka would rub it in all of her sisters faces and gloat about her superior luck if she won a lottery.

(ooc: as a heads up, she narrates her actions and speaks in the third person. I hope I've made that clear enough! o/)
Edited 2021-07-01 10:16 (UTC)
figlia_morbida: ([comfort zone])

Theater

[personal profile] figlia_morbida 2021-07-01 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Trish is sitting on the edge of the stage, her favorite vantage point after rehearsal ends for the day for the thespian crew. She perhaps likes to be tall...

It let's her be really obvious about her people watching too, and she's listening in on Misaka's lesson with idle interest. Which...the narration doesn't immediately strike her as strange, considering where they are, and she pipes up from her spot:
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So where does that leave those of us that are an only child?

[Are they perhaps duty free?

She's being facetious, of course, since Misaka is probably including adoptive siblings in her narrative. There's likely a lot of that dynamic here at the camp...

But Trish doesn't have anyone like that, and she's likely not the only one, so she's curious where their standing is in this lesson.
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