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middleofsomewhere2020-11-13 04:28 am
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Not with a Bang Start and Ongoing
"Good Morning passengers. Today is day seven of the month of Imagination." The voice echoes through the train as passengers wake up in their beds. Not long afterwards their SCA’s glow with the colour of the void and a holographic image will appear.
Preperation
They have about an hour to prepare, a little less than usual but perhaps expected, given the urgency of the task.
The cupboards in the dressing room are open to reveal rows of tents, in all four team colours as well as some basic camp cooking equipment. They are in bags that should be easy enough to carry.
"Shortly arriving on System #6416. All passengers get ready to disembark. Next stop world 6416. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." The train rocks and lurches, bright colours of the void filling the space and then fading as they fly downwards towards a very green landscape.
Arrival and Initial Task
The train lands in a clearing, curving round in an attempt to fit. Once everyone who wishes to disembark has done it flies back into the air, vanishing from sight.
The air is heavy and humid, though it is not currently raining. The clearing is open to the sky and looking up will reveal a worrying sight. The sky is an angry red colour, colours shifting as if the clouds themselves were on fire. It's an unnerving sight.
Their SCA's show three points, one Orange, One purple and one that is half blue and half red. The three control centres. Each are a few hours treck through the jungle and it certainly feels like there is no time to waste.
Those that don't want to treck through the forest can start setting up camp, though the darkening sky might be a little distracting. As time goes on flecks of fire drift down, though they extinguish before hitting the forest floor.
Orange are to travel to the north, Purple to the south and Blue and Red must travel together to the west. Each route takes them through thick and unrelenting jungle. Flying is difficult here unless you can get up past the canopy layer, which means vision of the ground is severely hampered.
The control stations themselves are half buried in vines and require cutting into. If voidtreckers are unlucky they will meet their first security robots here, firing on the intruders. They might even meet their first giant Armadillos, the creatures are curious and may wish to investigate. They are not helpful or constructive to trying to power up the stations and prevent the destruction of the planet.
The control stations are simple enough to operate, but there's quite a lot that needs to be done in way of repairs and clearing. It will take a team effort to get it in working enough order to activate the shield.
The shield itself, when it is activated, is mostly invisible but there is a loud humming sound. The meteor, which has gotten more visible throughout the five hours, hits the shield and splinters, fire enveloping the whole sky. It is visibly terrifying, but no fire falls to earth, no rocks get through, the planet is safe.
Ongoing
Once the planet is safe the voidtreckers deserve a rest. But once the next morning dawns it is time to start with their next tasks, to make sure that this planet stays safe from future threats.
Red
The robots at the control stations are not the only malfunctioning security robots around. They roam the jungle, or are more often stranded in the jungle, powering up only when faced with a new threat.
Some are benign, terraforming machines whose only crime is using up precious power. These need to be dismantled so that power can be saved for the shield system. Others are security robots that will attack the intruders to the planet.
Though the machines are scattered they are often obvious, emitting warning alarms or flashing lights. Their SCA's will show some areas where there are larger clusters but machines can be found anywhere.
Purple
Their SCA's are filled with hundreds of purple dots, each a solar stations that needs cleared and brought back online. It's not the most glamourous job, the stations are deep in the jungle, the treck is difficult and most of the work needed is weed clearing.
But once the weeds have been cut away they will need to patch up the station, doing basic maintenance to get it back online. In some cases wires need to be patched back together but it shouldn't take any great feats of engineering to get the stations up and running.
They may run into some of the security automatons, needing to fight their way into the stations before they can begin the clean up operations.
Orange
Like the red team their SCA will show areas where there are clusters of the small insectoid automatons that need to be rescued and restored. However they can be found anywhere throughout the jungle, they are not too suited for the terrain outside of the stations and so they have gotten tangled in vines. They can be found powered down, stranded and in dire need of maintenance.
Tools and spare parts can be found in many of the solar stations that purple team have been locating. Actually repairing the robots takes some engineering knowledge but once they are restored they will go about their tasks in the stations. They will need help getting to the further flung stations as well as the main control centres.
They are very basic in design and follow pre programmed instructions rather than being able to hear and listen to orders. But once in the correct place they are very effective at their job.
Blue
Once the shield is up there is a faint humming that can be heard throughout the jungle if they listen closely and find it among the sound of rain and insects. But once they hear it, it is obvious where it is louder and more prominent.
Their SCA will pin point some of the larger control boxes but there are truthfully too many to show on a map. Not all of them have attracted Violet Pandas, but many of them have.
They are curious creatures, both of the power boxes and the voidtreckers. They are protective of each other but not so much of territory and therefore it is not difficult to move them on. Keeping them away is another matter, the power humming is interesting and they will unearth wires and chew through them. It doesn't seem to do them much harm, there is clearly safety stops in the system for such eventualities. It does however cut power off to entire solar stations and require a lot of patch work.
Good luck voidtreckers!
Preperation
They have about an hour to prepare, a little less than usual but perhaps expected, given the urgency of the task.
The cupboards in the dressing room are open to reveal rows of tents, in all four team colours as well as some basic camp cooking equipment. They are in bags that should be easy enough to carry.
"Shortly arriving on System #6416. All passengers get ready to disembark. Next stop world 6416. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." The train rocks and lurches, bright colours of the void filling the space and then fading as they fly downwards towards a very green landscape.
Arrival and Initial Task
The train lands in a clearing, curving round in an attempt to fit. Once everyone who wishes to disembark has done it flies back into the air, vanishing from sight.
The air is heavy and humid, though it is not currently raining. The clearing is open to the sky and looking up will reveal a worrying sight. The sky is an angry red colour, colours shifting as if the clouds themselves were on fire. It's an unnerving sight.
Their SCA's show three points, one Orange, One purple and one that is half blue and half red. The three control centres. Each are a few hours treck through the jungle and it certainly feels like there is no time to waste.
Those that don't want to treck through the forest can start setting up camp, though the darkening sky might be a little distracting. As time goes on flecks of fire drift down, though they extinguish before hitting the forest floor.
Orange are to travel to the north, Purple to the south and Blue and Red must travel together to the west. Each route takes them through thick and unrelenting jungle. Flying is difficult here unless you can get up past the canopy layer, which means vision of the ground is severely hampered.
The control stations themselves are half buried in vines and require cutting into. If voidtreckers are unlucky they will meet their first security robots here, firing on the intruders. They might even meet their first giant Armadillos, the creatures are curious and may wish to investigate. They are not helpful or constructive to trying to power up the stations and prevent the destruction of the planet.
The control stations are simple enough to operate, but there's quite a lot that needs to be done in way of repairs and clearing. It will take a team effort to get it in working enough order to activate the shield.
The shield itself, when it is activated, is mostly invisible but there is a loud humming sound. The meteor, which has gotten more visible throughout the five hours, hits the shield and splinters, fire enveloping the whole sky. It is visibly terrifying, but no fire falls to earth, no rocks get through, the planet is safe.
Ongoing
Once the planet is safe the voidtreckers deserve a rest. But once the next morning dawns it is time to start with their next tasks, to make sure that this planet stays safe from future threats.
Red
The robots at the control stations are not the only malfunctioning security robots around. They roam the jungle, or are more often stranded in the jungle, powering up only when faced with a new threat.
Some are benign, terraforming machines whose only crime is using up precious power. These need to be dismantled so that power can be saved for the shield system. Others are security robots that will attack the intruders to the planet.
Though the machines are scattered they are often obvious, emitting warning alarms or flashing lights. Their SCA's will show some areas where there are larger clusters but machines can be found anywhere.
Purple
Their SCA's are filled with hundreds of purple dots, each a solar stations that needs cleared and brought back online. It's not the most glamourous job, the stations are deep in the jungle, the treck is difficult and most of the work needed is weed clearing.
But once the weeds have been cut away they will need to patch up the station, doing basic maintenance to get it back online. In some cases wires need to be patched back together but it shouldn't take any great feats of engineering to get the stations up and running.
They may run into some of the security automatons, needing to fight their way into the stations before they can begin the clean up operations.
Orange
Like the red team their SCA will show areas where there are clusters of the small insectoid automatons that need to be rescued and restored. However they can be found anywhere throughout the jungle, they are not too suited for the terrain outside of the stations and so they have gotten tangled in vines. They can be found powered down, stranded and in dire need of maintenance.
Tools and spare parts can be found in many of the solar stations that purple team have been locating. Actually repairing the robots takes some engineering knowledge but once they are restored they will go about their tasks in the stations. They will need help getting to the further flung stations as well as the main control centres.
They are very basic in design and follow pre programmed instructions rather than being able to hear and listen to orders. But once in the correct place they are very effective at their job.
Blue
Once the shield is up there is a faint humming that can be heard throughout the jungle if they listen closely and find it among the sound of rain and insects. But once they hear it, it is obvious where it is louder and more prominent.
Their SCA will pin point some of the larger control boxes but there are truthfully too many to show on a map. Not all of them have attracted Violet Pandas, but many of them have.
They are curious creatures, both of the power boxes and the voidtreckers. They are protective of each other but not so much of territory and therefore it is not difficult to move them on. Keeping them away is another matter, the power humming is interesting and they will unearth wires and chew through them. It doesn't seem to do them much harm, there is clearly safety stops in the system for such eventualities. It does however cut power off to entire solar stations and require a lot of patch work.
Good luck voidtreckers!
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She sounded ready to start something with a remark like that!
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With that, she threw her bucket of ink at the robot, who takes it as though it got hit by a wave of bricks instead of a liquid. "You served your duty. Now rest."
It would be a minute before the bucket would be ready to be reused. Ugh. She needed to get an ink tank...
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...completely unexpected. Tidus stands quietly for a moment, then brings out his blade from the hammerspace it was hidden in. The robot no longer moves - only the liquid dripping off it.
"Want me to, uh... chop it down and stick it to the side?"
It'll be out of the way. Is this what they're going for?? Maybe he shouldn't have offered, but there's a mood here, at least in his mind. He doesn't want to be rude (to Eight, anyway).
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She shook her head. "It's a shell now. We can let it rest." She pauses, looking him over. Oh... "But if you want to, that is fine. I will accept responsibility if we are late."
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"It's fine, let's leave it there! Long as if you find me in a mess, you help get me down, 'kay? Alive!" He grins, just to reassure he isn't going for anything morbid, now. "We got enough cleaning up to do as it is. I'm surprised anything works here."
Considering the state of every station they came across: covered in vines and ivy and everything else green and growing.
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No, they've been building rapport, but it still hurts her to think that she would ever think about harming one of her own. "I swear to you Tidus, if I ever find you in danger I swear you will return home safety." There was a finality in that, a subtle hint that she would do so without regards to her own safety. She did not want him to think--ever-- that she would do anything to hurt him. Eight will remember this conversation.
Her point now made, she made her way over to the weeds. She needed a moment to clear her head, and shifted into her octopus form. With the weeds no longer a hindrance, she made distance fro Tidus to see if there were any smaller paths in the brush that would make travel easier.
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He's sure he struck a nerve - what kind of one, whether his joking comment was still too insensitive of one to be made or something else, Tidus doesn't know. But he gets that she may need time, so he gives her it.
Their SCAs gave indication of the nearing station, just farther into the green. So ultimately, they're both heading in the same direction, where the multiples of trees give way to a fence so thick with foliage, it closer resembles the walls of a hedge. Tree branches are just as cluttered, and the canopies hang over a great distance, largely shading the world beneath. Reaching here, Tidus pauses to look up at that darkness, the few slips of light.
The fence will take some work getting through, he will find. But maybe someone else has already figured that out first.
but also if Eight has left the thread, that's ok toono subject
not quite yetEight does make a return, though she takes a while. What was originally meant to be a quick survey became a much longer trek to find a path over natural fence. When she does appear, she seems to have changed her color to bright Yellow Tidus hair. "Hey." She popped up from her puddle, looking at Tidus on the other side of the fence.
"This tree line extends pretty far over that way, before it dips into a swamp. It's pretty impassable and would take too long to go around." She looks up and to the direction that she didn't go. "Your best bet would be to either try to find a point where it stars to thin or to go over."
Were it up to her, she'd have Tidus go the long way. Even though it would take longer, he would no doubt be safer. And as she decreed, he wasn't going to come to harm if she could prevent it.
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upsetting eight: 1 fearWow, look at that - her hair's texture makes the top of her look like a yellow bell pepper. It takes him a second, looking from her and then the way she leads him through by her conversation. Returning back to her, and trying to figure out some other options. There's always going up. But...
"How did you get in?" He looks at the side of it pooled in by the swamp water, the moss making it look like grass to someone who wasn't paying close attention.
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...
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!!!!!!!
Guess who absolutely saw that!!
"You-- you changed!" It comes up shocked, incredulous and awed, a wide-eyed open stare that's frozen until- "That's cool, Eight!" Ahaha-! "Awesome!"
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"Any Octoling or Inkling can do it." If anything, becoming human-shaped was more of a secondary perk as she could only do it a few years ago.
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Which might not be impressive to someone far more aquatic to him, but hey. He'll point up. "I think I can get that way, I got a friend who can help. Lemme introduce you."
He'll bring them out in a second- will wait if Eight has any particular thoughts to interrupt him. But if she doesn't, then a glowing will rise from his chest, and from it, a blue creature that smells like water appears from within, teleporting in the space between air and crowd. A creature that can only be seen and understood by those good-hearted.
'Hiiig!' he squeaks!
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Eight smiles at the sweet spirit-looking thing. Unlike the hot dank humid around them, this has a pleasant smell that reminded her of the sea. "Hello there." She'll greet.
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Tidus grins, a chuckle between teeth, and he approaches where the land dips into the murky water, circling around the station's borders. "'kay Gibbers! You ready? Just like ol' Rol helped us learn!"
A small hig-hig! in affirmation, and the higgledy turns to the swampy water, and from there - he dives in. Blending in with the water, but still, he's around...you know...just There.
Tidus comes to the edge, his left hand grasped into a fist, glowing with a soft energy; a few multi-coloured wisps coming off of it. "Okay, nice and slow...!"
And though it takes a second or so, what happens may become clear....if you're used to chaotic ideas. Such as a circular, 'platform' of water rising from the swamp, energy solidifying its form. The higgledy exists within that platform, motion put into it by Tidus's own additional energy.
is this going to be safe
well tidus is already jumping on with a bit of a wobble, but -- tada!!
time for this platform to rise slowly up.
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Eight is going to take a step back, but mostly because she needed to be cautious around the water stream. If this goes badly, there really wouldn't be anything Eight could do to help him.
"Are you going to float over the barrier?" It's the only thing she could think to say.
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"Yeah! And then I'll jump in!" he calls down(?), though without looking. The risky part of what he said not actually hitting him until he finally reaches the top. Look, amazing! He can see so far down from here when he looks over the fencing!
...
... ... can he make a way to get down on that side though ...
From below, there's nothing to discern. It just looks like Tidus is hovering on a high pillar of water somehow holding his weight. Stuck? Contemplating? Realising the folly of trusting his methods?
until that platform bends and Tidus disappears with a blink over the side.
"WAAAAAGHHHH"
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But no. Somehow, luck has come through for the guy. When Eight makes her re-emergence on the inner side of the fenced station, she'll find Tidus dumped on the floor, or half-swamped floor, soaking wet and a buch of blue creatures similar to Gibbers before hopping around delightfully.
"I thiiiink we need to work on our steering, eheheheheh."
Don't tell Roland.
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But no, Eight formed on the other side and just stared. Was he alright--?
As soon as she sees that he is okay, and that the little sprites seemed to be performing a dance at giving Tidus an adventure or not dying, she couldn't help but laugh.
"That was the dumbest idea you've had yet, Tidus." And yet, she can't help but keep laughing.
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"It worked!" Is Tidus's protest, far too proud - far too filled with laughter - to hold any true offence. Dumb ideas are his forte and he's so glad that worked!! Technically.
"Soon I'll be water sliding all over this place! Well-! Once we get this station seen too. Ugh," and that's an ugh for how far this swamp has managed to slip on even on this side of the station's fencing, standing up and drenched. "I am so getting some waterproof clothes. Tell me I don't look bad."
It's not a serious request. Look at him, Eight, he looks like a drowned rat.
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She couldn't help but admire him a little for it. Quietly, of course.
Still, the energy of the higgledies are infectious and even Eight can't help giving them a clap in beat with their little dances.