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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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It was late. Samata sat in a computer chair built for someone eight feet tall, slowly spinning it around in circles as she stared up into the storm above as rain hammered into the glass ceiling above her. The occasional flash of lightning or rumble of thunder made her shiver slightly, but it looked to be more from surprise than from actual fear. She didn't get thunderstorms a lot back home, and there was something exciting about it that made it hard for her to sleep. Also she had never sat in a spinning chair before, and it was weirdly entertaining.
"I wonder what Terran theater is like."
It's late. Her mind was wandering to weird places.
-Lights OUT-
Samata had spent the day setting up remote eyes at very places around the facility, in addition to her normal investigations. Such a pity, then, that they were all rendered worthless by the lights going out. She stood at the very top of the facility and mentally flicked through them all but all she could make out was ominious shapes in the darkness. Nothing good, at least.
"What I wouldn't give for a lamp right now! Something's moving in the lower levels!"
-Something Approaches-
Samata wasn't much of a fighter. She had made a LITTLE progress with 47, but certainly didn't feel up to fist fighting one of these creatures.
That's what magic is for.
She noticed someone running from one of the monsters and frantically waved them towards her hiding place in one of the many offices the facility boasted. "COME ON! GET IN QUICK!"
The office didn't have a door that would stand up to a determined assault, but she must have SOMETHING planned, right?
A Stormy Night
Webmind was not in the chair, but he had found something to occupy himself with: a translucent globe, crackling with electricity.
"Only with larger props. Unless you wished to muse on storylines?"
He sounded interested at the prospect.
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She sat up so she could see what Webmind was poking at. "Seeing a wholly alien form of theater would be interesting, don't you think?"
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Webmind turned briefly, so as to flash Samata an emoticon-smile.
"Learning humanity's quirks fascinated me by themselves when I first achieved consciousness; these new horizons only yield wider possibilities, things none of us on the Voidtrecker Express could have dreamed of."
Lights out
Those ominous shapes began to advance on Samata and Curufiin.
Curufin whipped out his goblin sword and beckoned to them with a savage grin on his face. "Come and get the Elf, you stupid creatures." They tried, but little good did it do them. They ended up twitching on the floor, their monster blood splashing around them.
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Samata backed up nervously while Curufin got medieval on some monsters, but made at least a small contribution. She shouted something and made a dramatic gesture and a magic missile shot at one that was coming up behind what she judged to be his blind spot. It was hard to tell with how FAST fights went.
The missile shot like a bright orange star and staggered the beast like a sledgehammer blow, staggering it long enough for the elf to finish it off. "Istavan how do I always get myself into these situations!?"
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While he was getting all medieval, there was that one monster that came up behind him without him sensing it before Samata shot her missile at it. He whirled around just in time to see the bright orange star striking the creature, and it staggered drunkenly. Curufn smiled at Samata and stabbed the monster in the throat and then in the head. It fell and died.
"Thanks, Samata!" he said, cheerfully. "How did you get into this one? -- well, the train didn't tell us that we were going to be attacked by monsters. That's usually some other team's problem."
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She hoped the monsters couldn't understand the warning as she stuffed a pair of ear plugs she had picked up somewhere or other into her ears and, with an arcane command, brought her hands together in a clap that send out a thunderous, deafening shockwave. Manageable if you were ready for it, but the monsters were not.
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He looked a little startled when she ordered him to cover his ears, but he did it. BOOM! The shockwave went out, and the monsters reacted. He watched with interest.