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middleofsomewhere2020-07-13 05:43 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in middleofsomewhere2020-07-13 05:43 am
Entry tags:
- !mission seven,
- masumi sera [ou],
- quatre raberba winner [ou],
- seto kaiba [ou],
- taiki [ou],
- tidus [ou],
- zelda (oot) [ou],
- ~x~alice liddell [ou],
- ~x~arataka reigen [ou],
- ~x~curufin [crau],
- ~x~dyme graydon [ou],
- ~x~feanor [ou],
- ~x~minako aino [ou],
- ~x~samata mahto [ou],
- ~x~webmind [ou],
- ~x~wester mazaki [au]
Onward: Orange
A Stormy Night
The night of day six of Grasshopper begins to get blustery, and rain begins to fall shortly after the sun sets. Just after midnight they are facing a full-on storm. It’s quite interesting to watch, for those who need a break from investigating. Especially up on the top floor, where the glass roof gives a good view; all the instruments are set up to monitor weather patterns and are operating perfectly, a fascinating watch for those interested in such things.
It’s a little noisy, but not too bad for those that want to sleep; it’s just another distraction along with the perpetual light. Still it is, for the most part, a peaceful night.
Lights OUT
Peaceful, that is, until about an hour before dawn on day seven, their third day on-world. A large clap of thunder booms overhead, a massive flash of light brightens even the sky around the station… and something hits the facility so hard that it seems to rock. The lights go out.
Every single light and screen in the building go dark at once.
It’s only a few moments before the machines whir back to life. Monitors and equipment rebooting, a cascade of beeps and whirrs and start-up tones. The lights, however, do not come back on. Clearly emergency lighting has never been a concern for a people that can see in the dark.
It’s a concern now. From across the facility, everywhere there was an orb, there are now monsters. A lot of monsters. Grey, long limbed and ready to attack.
Luckily for the Voidtreckers, the monsters on the very bottom floor have found something more interesting than hunting them. Within moments, they smash through the grates along the floor, and begin clambering downwards.
Downwards seems to be through some kind of service shaft, though easily big enough to fit a person in. They skitter down into the darkness, if any of Orange try and follow they can. It will be a steep, treacherous descent; they may need to break out that climbing gear to descend safely.
Something Approaches
Back in the facility, the monsters that didn’t descend are instead attacking anyone they find with mindless savagery. A little while after the attack starts those near the top floor will hear a siren, ringing out into the darkness. It is not constant, rather it peaks and fades. Anyone who goes to investigate will find it comes from a black metal machine on the top floor, its screen showing a now constantly flashing, wavy green line and the words SIGNAL FOUND. As time passes, the green wave on-screen grows taller.
Luckily, they only have to last the remaining hour until dawn and when the sunlight shines through the glass of the facility the monsters shatter. In their place rise familiar orbs. Any monsters on the sub-levels remain active whilst the facility is in darkness.
The alarm subsides during the day. The machine’s wave remains the same size, pulsing only occasionally. Once night falls on the third day (Grasshopper 7), it shrills, and the wave continues to grow.
The night of day six of Grasshopper begins to get blustery, and rain begins to fall shortly after the sun sets. Just after midnight they are facing a full-on storm. It’s quite interesting to watch, for those who need a break from investigating. Especially up on the top floor, where the glass roof gives a good view; all the instruments are set up to monitor weather patterns and are operating perfectly, a fascinating watch for those interested in such things.
It’s a little noisy, but not too bad for those that want to sleep; it’s just another distraction along with the perpetual light. Still it is, for the most part, a peaceful night.
Lights OUT
Peaceful, that is, until about an hour before dawn on day seven, their third day on-world. A large clap of thunder booms overhead, a massive flash of light brightens even the sky around the station… and something hits the facility so hard that it seems to rock. The lights go out.
Every single light and screen in the building go dark at once.
It’s only a few moments before the machines whir back to life. Monitors and equipment rebooting, a cascade of beeps and whirrs and start-up tones. The lights, however, do not come back on. Clearly emergency lighting has never been a concern for a people that can see in the dark.
It’s a concern now. From across the facility, everywhere there was an orb, there are now monsters. A lot of monsters. Grey, long limbed and ready to attack.
Luckily for the Voidtreckers, the monsters on the very bottom floor have found something more interesting than hunting them. Within moments, they smash through the grates along the floor, and begin clambering downwards.
Downwards seems to be through some kind of service shaft, though easily big enough to fit a person in. They skitter down into the darkness, if any of Orange try and follow they can. It will be a steep, treacherous descent; they may need to break out that climbing gear to descend safely.
Something Approaches
Back in the facility, the monsters that didn’t descend are instead attacking anyone they find with mindless savagery. A little while after the attack starts those near the top floor will hear a siren, ringing out into the darkness. It is not constant, rather it peaks and fades. Anyone who goes to investigate will find it comes from a black metal machine on the top floor, its screen showing a now constantly flashing, wavy green line and the words SIGNAL FOUND. As time passes, the green wave on-screen grows taller.
Luckily, they only have to last the remaining hour until dawn and when the sunlight shines through the glass of the facility the monsters shatter. In their place rise familiar orbs. Any monsters on the sub-levels remain active whilst the facility is in darkness.
The alarm subsides during the day. The machine’s wave remains the same size, pulsing only occasionally. Once night falls on the third day (Grasshopper 7), it shrills, and the wave continues to grow.
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The science stuff actually bored Curufin, too. Unless it was about the properties of heated metals, and then, being a smith, he was instantly interested. But this atmospheric chemical and temperature measuring stuff, and even the orb investigations, those just didn't interest him. He'd rather fight, even if it was dangerous. His only objection to that was that others might get hurt, and he wouldn't be able to protect them if he was on a different floor at the time.
"I really hope everyone is okay. I suppose we'd better start searching the levels and see if they are."
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He nodded. "And hopefully we don't find any more monsters." Just people. Preferably alright and in one piece. Which was kind of the same thing anyway. "Also I'm not splitting up, that always ends badly." Not that anyone had mentioned splitting up, but he was just covering all of his bases.
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"Hopefully, we don't find any more of these creatures." He smiled at Dyme. "I don't mind if you come along and keep me company."
He turned and headed for the stairwell. "Want to check out the floor under us?"
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He nodded. Good thing Curufin was okay with his company, because Dyme was more or less glued to his side. "Yeah, sure."
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He started down the stairway, Dyme at his side. When they got to the bottom, he peered carefully out the doorway and shone his SCA around the floor.
"I don't see any monsters, do you?" he asked. His senses were alert, and he didn't sense anything dangerous. Yet. It was a big space, and the shadows loomed down here.
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He peeked around the doorway when they reached it, sweeping his light back and forth as he checked. "I don't think so, no," he said.
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Curufin started out of the doorway into the huge open space. His ears were alert for the slightest sound. He didn't hear anything for long moments, and then suddenly, there was a skittering sound.
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"What was that," he hissed. It could have been a rat, it could have been a monster; he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference right now.
Want to wrap this one, and assume they kept going, searching for people and monsters?
Two of the creatures suddenly appeared out of the dark, and Curufin leaped forward, drawing his sword, and stabbed them. Then he stood over their bodies and shined his SCA directly into their still-open eyes, and they disintegrated.
Then he opened his Elvish senses and cast about for more creatures. He dealt with any he found in the same way.
Sounds good!
It wasn't just that he didn't often see people using swords, it was also how cool, calm, and collected Curufin was while using said sword.
And it's a wrap!
"Thanks!" he said, over his shoulder. "I think you're cool, too."