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raiamods ([personal profile] raiamods) wrote in [community profile] ethyraia2021-08-08 03:57 pm

hatching mini-event 003

WHO: All PCs
WHAT: New characters arrive on Ethyraia as MONSOON FLOODS ARRIVE at the Basecamp!
WHEN: August 8-21
WHERE: Basecamp Leviathan & nearby fields
NOTES/WARNINGS: mentions of corpses, flooding, and cult religion


AUGUST MINI-EVENT ❀
CONTENT WARNINGS: mentions of corpses, flooding, and cult religion

Players who participated in our TDM are welcome to keep their CR and the content of those threads. Please make sure to chat this out on the OOC intro & CR meme before making assumptions. This log demonstrates our attempt at approaching engagement aspects within the setting a bit differently and providing people more options directly geared towards the establishment of CR. Let us know how it works for you!

❀ MONSOON BLUES



There are giant thunderheads on the horizon, and the air smells like ozone and petrichor. The skies are black and very little sunlight gets through — but when the sky cracks open along with the newly hatched dragon's eggs on the 8th, the locals aren't up in arms over it. Instead, they are grimly preparing for the inevitability of...

"Monsoon season," Thorkill will explain to anyone listening. "We're all shored up for it this time. Should ride it out just fine so long as we stick together." And the rest of the Adamant's survivors have plenty that the hatchlings can do to help do just that! Hatchlings will be paired up and sent off to help secure the camp: here are sandbags to be made and lined up at the edge of camp to brook the floods, securing non-permanent buildings or structures, and helping to dry or prepare food for longer term storage.

However, Thorkil's engineers insist the washes they've dug should do their job. The tunnels left by the moles are at high risk of flooding and further damaging the entire base's foundational integrity, though, so engineering will be dedicating most of their efforts in the direction of continuing to repair the sinkhole damage.

After a full day of rain, though, these levees and washes aren't feeling quite sufficient. Some of the floodwater is washing into the edges of camp. Don't expect standing water, but it certainly leaves everyone feeling on edge. Most people will still get an itchy rash from contact with any standing groundwater. The particularly sensitive may get blisters! Sunya may also ask for hatchlings' help in distilling the compounds from the Starspire plants that neutralize the acid's effects on skin.

Life around the basecamp:
The weather will worsen over the next two weeks. The winds pick up and some of the buildings at the edge of the encampment get acid-washed. Hope that new community garden that Vidar and Zhongli built is being babysat! The power will begin flickering around the 3rd day of the rains, and on the 5th, the power will cut out completely for 48 hours. Hope you have good night vision! It's rather dark inside the Leviathan, and there are still those pesky shredder mole holes (schmoles?) to contend with. Anyone that can create a light source or is lucky enough to have a flashlight is going to be in high demand!

☆ The power cut hits in the midst of opening night of The Wrath of Ejayla Bon, a play panned as a commercial failure back on Earth that developed cult status amongst the theatre nerds the world(s) over due to its rousing musical features and encouragement of crowd participation. Along with the interactive piece near the end where the villain is (symbolically!) torn apart, there's fun for the whole family! (sidebar: ribbons are used in place of actual gore!)

Vidar has graciously opted to donate one of his Gundam's reactor cores to the NPCS! Given the issues with the power, removing it becomes a top priority during the monsoon! Ian Fowler has been tasked with its removal. Maybe he could use a hand...? Someone to hold the flashlight, bring snacks, etc cetera?

☆ A group calling themselves the Guardians of the Leviathan has cropped up. Part cult of personality, part religious fervor, this group was started by one of the Adamant's survivors by the name of Petra. They claim to have had a different dream than everyone else prior to the Thessyx visit, and they have begun preaching with fervor that Doomsday is coming.

❀ WASHED AWAY


But minor irritation is the least of the camp's worries. On the 9th, after a second day of active storming, Rémi can be heard from a rather alarmingly large radius yelling at some poor underling who seems to have turned tail and ran when the rains started, leaving a group of agricultural harvesters stranded!

Given the reckless action and the danger posed to the rest of the camp as a result of this, Rémi is petitioning to have this person jailed until the process of restorative justice can be started.

The situation feels more pressing when, after three days of heavy rain, three human bodies surface at the edge of camp, washed in by the flood. The remains are old, eaten by the elements, time, and a lot of acid rain. Anyone working at the aid station may be responsible for bringing them back under the cover of the basecamp for burial, and anyone drinking from Thorkil's stash in engineering may hear him telling a sad story of a group of people that splintered off from the Basecamp over a year ago and moved inland. The bodies, he assumes, badly decomposed and identifiable only through genetic testing, are what remains — though he notes that the group was larger than three when they set out, he acknowledges they may never find the others' remains. It's hard not to take this as a sign of what may be to come for the poor missing explorers.

A few notes:

☆ Tensions rise with the water level. As tempers fray, NPCs will be somewhat more testy than usual, and while the goodwill garnered by the PCs is still intact it seems rather less valuable as a currency in and amidst the troubles. No one can seem to decide if anyone should be sent out after the missing group of harvesters.

☆ One of the small congregations of NPCs is starting to get irate about the preferential treatment the Hatchlings are having. These people will be colder, pick fights with the Hatchlings, speak up against them in group settings. They will point out the fact that the Thessyx could have visited at any time over the last three years and helped them and chose not to as their reasoning.

❀ SEARCH & RESCUE

The Zeta Harvesting group is roughly a day's travel from the basecamp, in variable terrain that's prone to wash-outs from the monsoon. The flooding that blocks their way back will be a challenge to navigate, both due to strong, unpredictable currents and the fact that the water does have a mild acidic bent.

Their mission, assigned by the Agricultural group and guarded by Rémi's security volunteers, was to head into the open fields to gather some of the few edible native plants in the narrow window of their growing season. These crops are largely berries and roots that grow under the cover of some of the coniferous trees in the rocky outcroppings nearby. The berry plants and root-plants largely survive by the shade of the trees' branches, but once the flooding starts, there will be no eating them anymore. They'll be washed out and damaged.

Those who were caught in the storm have retreated to neighboring caves, where they are undersupplied and dealing with a bunch of nervous botanists who fancy themselves farmer, all of whom are largely convinced that the caves will flood if they remain here too long. They push anyone accompanying them to try to find a route out of the caves, encouraging their protectors to go out in pairs with the remaining rain shields to scout a safe route home through the trees. Plus, it sounds like something is breathing deep in the caves...

Anyone from the basecamp who volunteers to go seeking the harvesting group that went missing can still communicate intermittently with those stranded, but the comms are spotty. The storm's magnetism seems to be affecting messages, sending them twice or garbled or not at all. Sometimes it sends them to the wrong people altogether, so it's a good time for some fun misfires, or even some phantom messages by the people who owned the comms before! Feel free to have fun with this.

What's more, the road has been washed out by a flash flood — so if anyone who can fly or teleport or has a hovering vehicle feels like going to play hero ... Well, we're not going to discourage them!

A few notes:
PCs are also welcome to have been part of this harvesting mission, which left on August 7th. If anyone wishes to say their character needs a rescue, feel free! This may influence how and why hatchlings might volunteer to go out into the storm to help out! (Note: Newbies will arrive after the harvesting mission has already left, so only pre-existing players can have accompanied the NPCs out. However, new Hatchlings are more than welcome to help out with rescue efforts!)

☆ Standard guidelines for auto-NPCing apply! Feel free to name them, help them or, um, have them dramatically killed! Whatever suits your narrative. Rémi will not be accompanying anyone on this mission, but he will be rather more liberal than normal with his supplies. It seems as if the PCs are starting to earn his trust!

❀ THE TROUBLES WITH QUIBBLES

Monsoon season seems to have kicked off the migratory pattern of many of the creatures native to Ethyraia. A small herd of squirrel-like creatures have taken temporary shelter near basecamp, huddling underneath the junction of dragon wing and body when the rains come on, and they will scatter afterwards. These creatures will not venture into the basecamp properly, but will be seen frolicking on the exterior of the Leviathan and may interfere with patrols done around the premises. They will also be trying to steal food whenever they have the opportunity! Hope you weren't planning on enjoying that... odd, broccoli-flavored... cold gelatin bar...?

Although playful, these creatures may become aggressive if they feel threatened, and it doesn’t take much to startle them. They have a sharp bite that causes many potential symptoms, including a significant drop in body temperature, increased spatial awareness, altered perception of both sound and color, and a short temper. It also seems to enhance feelings of combativeness and a competitive nature in those prone to them, and some individuals may experience nightmares.

But they're so cute, though?

A few notes:
☆ The effects will last 3-5 days. There is no known cure or antidote.

☆ You could always try biting one back...? (mod note: do not do this.)

☆ The creatures will move on in their herd after about a week of terrorizing the local population. They've got places to be!

☆ They would make terrible pets, as their, um, bodily excretions are truly rank, and they will pee on everything and everyone you love. Highly against recommendations.

❀ HATCHING

When the new Hatchlings emerge from their eggs on the 8th, the Adamant's survivors are as ready as they've ever been! Each newcomer receives a bundle from the community outreach group containing non-gendered toiletries and clothing — which is random in both size and style — and some tubes of protein paste. After a shower, the new hatchling will spend a few days quarantined in an area of the Theatre set up with emergency bunking and privacy screens.

Given the weather, the new Hatchlings are mostly trapped in the basecamp. Anybody up for a rousing game of tic-tac-toe? Ensign Ashley Porter will be flitting around introducing himself to everyone and explaining that he's terribly sorry you're all stuck here! He has a questionnaire prepared for your characters that includes a list of their likes, dislikes, allergies, etc what planet they originally come from and their technology familiarity level. He's also designed a technical fluency guide to help anyone from a less developed world adjust! Isn't he just the best!

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 not an interrogation, but a friendly 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 — if they do, please let us know in the MOD QUESTIONS header!

☆ 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.

☆ Characters cannot join up with the Security team until they have proven themselves competent and community-oriented to Rémi, but the Engineering division is led by the friendly Thorkil and always needs help. Similarly, the Dr. Hyacinth's Aid Station and the Theatre-cum-Childcare Center are always ready to take on new people! Please read up on these places in the LOCATIONS page if you plan to have your character sign up.

☆ 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!


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[personal profile] dissemblance 2021-08-15 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
You never know, maybe I am.

is that your kink, buddy. is it.

Playing the long con. Waiting for you to lower your guard.

her tone is playful, as if this is nothing more than a joke. but she knows enough about him now to wonder just how close it is to the truth of whatever it was that happened to him. those things he refuses to speak on.
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[personal profile] spalten 2021-08-15 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh? I might cry, you know. You'll have to take responsibility.

[ all smiles, dagger in his teeth. good thing it's all jokes, right?

the wind whips them around strongly, no regard for his passenger; vidar takes off his mask from inside, setting it over his lap as he slows down to prevent whiplash.

gaelio breathes carefully from behind the shelter of his gundam and adjusts the camera. it's truly awful conditions out there. ]
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[personal profile] firelords 2021-08-15 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
she frowns, or rather, continues to frown, dissatisfied with his approach. he had not seemed so soft-boiled to her, so what is his point in lying? as if he wouldn't cast aside anyone who failed him. it is like a rotten peach, after all: fail to remove it and it will spoil all the rest of them.

Not for me. I never failed.

she shrugs, and the burst of agitation she feels must go somewhere, so she begins to pace.

Of course, I would be punished just the same if I did. But father knows it won't be necessary. He would not have entrusted the nation to me otherwise. ⟪ and she is so convinced of that, she must keep moving or else the physical discomfort would be hard to ignore.
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[personal profile] skagzz 2021-08-15 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
nyan cat takes all sentient beings evetually. it is our dark fate.

but u sped it up. not my fault. I didn't MAKE U click it.
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[personal profile] pridecroweth 2021-08-15 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
well, if he ever meets her dad he knows he's going to want to punch the guy in the face, so there's that at least. he just nods, conciliatory.

Of course not.

not the failing sort. on pain, apparently, of death and shame and all the rest. filial piety, eat your heart out.

So what happens once you're the Fire Lord?
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[personal profile] firelords 2021-08-15 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, I will be crowned.

yes, but, you know. after that. she digs her nails into the flesh of her palm.

Father will return victorious from the final Earth Kingdom campaign. He will come to see if I dealt efficiently with the threats to the crown. ⟪ which she will, obviously. ⟫ And that will be the end of the hundred year war.

she makes a face.

Well, there is the matter of the Northern Water Tribe, but General Zhao's mistakes will not be repeated.
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[personal profile] pridecroweth 2021-08-15 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
well, she restrained herself from adding 'you imbecile' at the end of her sentence. to her, this is all a foregone conclusion. she'll be crowned, father victorious, earth kingdom, hundred year war, water tribe.

someone else, failing. bringing shame to their families, no doubt.


Lot of responsibility for someone your age.

it's said sympathetically rather than with disbelief. if he questions her competence, he'll lose her entirely.

So the war's all you've ever known, right? Do you know why it started?
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[personal profile] firelords 2021-08-15 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
she does not have a word to say of the responsibility. there is that weight again, that looming thing she had felt before her mother had revealed herself to be so instrumental in all things that could lead to her downfall.

it is good, then, that he distracts her.


Of course. It's a longer story, but I don't think it would be a waste to tell you.

ah! a compliment!

by her standards!

which are bad!

she crosses her arms, her pacing now taking on the air of a teacher, stiff and military before a class. an ordinary school experience, by her estimation.


The world is separated into four nations. There were the Air Nomads, the two Water Tribes, the Earth Kingdom, and the Fire Nation. Under my great-grandfather, Fire Lord Sozin, our Nation began to bloom. ⟪ as ill-timed as it is, it is also pretty obvious that she might, in fact, enjoy talking history. in truth, it was one of her favourite subjects. ⟫ Between scientific advancements and improvements to the nation's infrastructure, we soon overtook the others, and Fire Lord Sozin meant to share our glory with the rest of the world, for everyone's benefit.

under one ruler, obviously.

Wherever there is greatness, there is envy in equal measure, and Sozin was forced to battle the Air Nation army. The Air Nomads, however, did not know to predict the arrival of the great comet, which increased the strength of every firebender tenfold. These battles marked the beginning of the Hundred Year War, and the fall of the Air temples.

and it barely took any time at all, really.

History will have you believe that the Earth Kingdom was harder to defeat, and sure, some of my ancestors struggled. That uncle I had who turned traitor, he once besieged Ba Sing Se, the capital, for six-hundred days, before he came crawling back with his tail between his legs. It did not even take me the turn of a month to conquer it all.
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[personal profile] dissemblance 2021-08-15 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
You think you'd be the first man I made cry?

the origin of the name 'black widow' is steeped in so much more than the public has ever known.

Surely you know me better than that now.

the weather's not as bad as vormir. she's too russian to really feel it, or care. she's been worse places — though admittedly none with acid rain.
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[personal profile] dissemblance 2021-08-15 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
she laughs a bit. that nose scrunch... adorable.

alina shouldn't remind her of yelena. they have more differences than similarities. but sometimes, mannerisms are a universal constant. she'd have to see her refuse a plate of green beans just to be sure about it.


Well, then I've got something for you. So you don't run out.

she pulls steve's notebook out of her jacket. it's full of his doodles and drawings, but natasha isn't much for sentiment. steve is an artist — she figures he'd rather it be used for its purpose rather than moped over. she's committed everything to memory anyway. the sketches of her, and of bucky, and of peggy, and of sam. the then-and-nows of brooklyn.

sometimes, the best thing you can do with a gift is give it away.

she holds it out.


Be gentle with it. It belonged to a friend of mine.
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[personal profile] righteously 2021-08-16 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
( It's not that he's disappointed by who's on the other side, so much as he feels a rush of guilt that it isn't one of the people they came here to save. It's strange, it's hard to explain, and fortunately he's got the ability to spend 0 time acknowledging the feeling before moving right along. )

No. A cave just fell on me.

( There's a casualness somewhere behind that dry, clipped answer. No heat, no trauma, no significant ailments in the tone, just gruff annoyance. )

You?

( Here's hoping that mojo he threw on the guy actually did some kind of something, and he didn't get a broken something from falling rocks. Not exactly like they've got a lot on hand to triage any wounds. )
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@TinyTea

[personal profile] skagzz 2021-08-16 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
-->Find a god of dryness
-->Become their chosen one
-->Never be wet again
-->Be sad b/c ur sex life now sucks
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[personal profile] pridecroweth 2021-08-16 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
cool, so it gets worse. worse than death is better than failure, worse than families bearing the shame of said failure, worse than the casual tolerance of dead bodies.

cool. cool cool cool. to top it all off, the obvious colonizer overtures of sharing our glory with the rest of the world isn't something that rests easy on his shoulders.

the lakota were the centre of a fair amount of conflict before europe ever came along. pahá sápa belonged to half a dozen other tribes before lakota warriors wrested it away, and the lakota reputation for being vicious and highly trained was well-founded in their conflicts with the chippewa, the kiowa and the crow. he's no stranger, culturally or — more recently and personally — to settling a land that isn't his with the threat of violence behind it.

but conqueror and conquered live just a stone's throw away from one another in american history.


Did your grandfather ever ask the other nations if they wanted to benefit from this glory?

he knows he needs to tread gently. push too hard and she'll shut down. so his tone is light and casual, even as he steps forward, past the crowd gathered to gawk at the bodies. they're battered, and swollen and misshapen from what he'd guess to be days in the water, but with his attention still focused on azula he asks the others for sheets to cover them. respect for the dead.
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[personal profile] morozova 2021-08-16 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Then it will simply have to get in line.
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[personal profile] skagzz 2021-08-16 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
OH ARE WE DOING DARK AND DRAMATIC

I, Tina, spurned by the dark lord himself, because I was the best tea party hostess in all the land. Now, with my trusty sidekick, Nyan Cat of Rainbowton, I FIGHT FOR TRUTH, JUSTICE, AND COOKIES.

And you are?
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[personal profile] sunmon 2021-08-16 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Others vanished?

[ she throws it like a stone into a pond, searching natasha's face for ripples as she takes the notebook from her. cautious. slow. giving her a chance to change her mind. alina looks down at it, turning it over in her hands, studying the shape and style.

it's flimsier than her own. the pages thinner. the binding strange. paper from another world. she smiles despite herself, imagining what david kostyk and the other materialki might think of something like this. it's a sad smile.
]

I'm sorry. That must be hard.
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[personal profile] morozova 2021-08-16 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Kirigan.

And I know better than to trivialize the skills of a hostess. Some of the most terrifying women I've even known know they're way around a tea service.
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[personal profile] sunmon 2021-08-16 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ alina doesn't move closer, but the light does. the little orb bobs out of her hands and floats nearer to the side of vidar's head, helping him get a clear line of sight. it glows a little brighter, too, casting a wider glow over the room.

a good thing, too. fragments of broken pottery are near her feet. alina crouches and picks one up in her free hand, the other held like an empty brazier, open palm supporting the little orb of light from afar.
]

It looks like someone panicked.
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[personal profile] skagzz 2021-08-17 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh she likes this dude. ]

You shall be invited to my next soiree good Sir Kirigan. And you shall tell me about these terrifying hot ladiez.
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[personal profile] angerberg 2021-08-17 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ yennefer looks pointedly, unimpressed, at the rock where it bounces limply on the ground. the curve of her eyebrow climbs higher on her forehead and she lowers her hand, annoyed. ]

Is that not precisely what you've been doing all afternoon?

[ she's seen tina's attempts at befriending. assault is ... not far off the mark. ]
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[personal profile] morozova 2021-08-17 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
( oh.

oh no. what has he done? )


Find some good tea and we can talk.
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2.

[personal profile] annoyware 2021-08-17 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Somewhere behind her, Claptrap was sitting (or rather, he was on a chair with his wheel pulled up) in a different row and trying to enjoy this masterful display of theater.

Then the power goes out and the blue light that is his eye is the only source of light in the entire place.

It swings in Tina's direction.]


Shhh! Some of us are waiting to see how this turns out!
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[personal profile] skagzz 2021-08-17 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
THASWUTIMTALKINABOUT

You wanna join my party? We're going loot hunting on the Adamant for TEA AND COOKIES.
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Re: 2.

[personal profile] skagzz 2021-08-17 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
AW HEY GIRL I DIDN'T KNOW YOUSE WAS HERE.

[ She totally did they totally interacted but then it got boring and Tina forgot. ]

I can't believe they haven't kicked you out of base camp yet.

[ She is literally standing on her seat shouting at Claptrap while the people around them are trying to, you know, stay calm and deal with the power outage. ]

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