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Mods ([personal profile] modblob) wrote in [community profile] redshiftlogs2020-03-20 08:44 pm

march 2020. welcome to the void.

Who: Everyone in Anchor.
What: Seventh Introductory Mingle
When: The Month of March 2020
Where: Around and outside the city.
Warnings: Please add any warnings in the subject lines.

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Click here to read what characters will experience when arriving in Anchor.


a. escape the dome.

It seems the mysterious, massive plant with its giant bud is not going anywhere. In fact, the bud is starting to bloom, which presents a problem - it's starting to press against the dome that protects Anchor. So far, no harm done, but is this really the best way to test the kind of pressure that the dome can withstand? There's got to be some way to bring the plant down without destroying chunks of Anchor in the process...

And uh, you might want to get on that. The plant has been growing, sending out thorny vines into the various levels, and the flowers growing from those vines are, shall we say, aggressive. In fact, they're liable to bite if you get too close, and these things have razor-sharp petals. More eerily, they can mimic the voices they hear, usually using those borrowed voices to beg for help at the end of long corridors or in the back rooms of abandoned shops and restaurants.


b. planetary fly traps.

Following the voices can get a body in all kinds of trouble, because, well. They want to eat you.

In those dark areas where the voices call out there are larger buds, too, ones that look similar to the one now pressing up against Anchor's dome. They're about twice the size of an average human, and they've just barely opened. The colors inside are brilliant, gorgeous, mesmerizing, kind of exhausting... Get too close, and you could find yourself being slowly dragged in through the mouth of the plant into a bath of liquid that saps your energy while also slowly (very slowly, don't worry) consuming your flesh.

Better hope you snap out of it quickly, or have some backup to get you out of there.


c. misfire mayhem.

In case that wasn't enough, there's something funny going on with the comm system again. Texts being sent to the wrong people. Simple things, small things, yes, but also some things that you might have wanted to keep private or off the network. The misfires start on the morning of the 20th with just a few texts going to the wrong recipients, but slowly amps up throughout the day until voice and video calls are connecting to the wrong people. Recordings of conversations, including the audio and video ones, getting sent to completely unrelated residents, regardless of how private the conversation was.

The reason for the malfunctions becomes... well, clear-ish when Creepy Joe appears on the network. He’s in the agricultural sector, petting a reindire and very much not in that secure quarantine where Qubit et all left him. The angle is odd--not from a communicator, but from one of the security cameras overhead. It blinks from one shot of Joe to another angle. Almost like someone is trying to keep an eye on him.


mod notes.

Misfire texts, voice, and video conversations are on an opt-in basis, it is up to each player if they want their characters tormented with their messages being sent to others or receiving misfires. Misfires can be played on this log, on the network, or in IC inboxes.

The NPC network entry will explain some details on why, but characters who were kind to Creepy Joe or who have put in a lot of effort to contribute to the community will find that their messages are getting misfired much less often and the contents are nowhere near as sensitive. Characters who were cruel to Creepy Joe or who have hurt/stolen from others will find their messages going astray more often, and with more sensitive material.

Messages received by characters can include any message posted in [community profile] redshiftrp or in IC inboxes, including messages from dropped characters. Have fun with that!

Important but Unrelated: March and April have been designated as check in only for AC. If you have not yet posted your AC, feel free to just put a check-in notice under your character's AC thread. April check-ins can be posted any time on or after April 1st.


mustact: (→53)

[personal profile] mustact 2020-05-07 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Ratonhnhaké:ton turns his gaze down too, and studies the view for several seconds. It doesn't really surprise him. He thought that the vines were coming from this plant. At least this confirms it.

"I don't know," he says, with a shrug. "It may only be doing what all things do: Survive and breed."
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[personal profile] arcadedragon 2020-05-11 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Breed?" He gives a shudder, that's not what he wants to think about. How do plants reproduce? Pollen or something? He doesn't really want to know, if it has vines and seems to be alive it's probably something way worse.

To prevent thinking about that further he unsheathes his sword, nimbly jumping from one leaf to another, slicing them from the stem as he goes. The leaves flutter to the ground, hitting the dirt and sending up plumes of dust. Hopefully no one randomly walks beneath them.
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[personal profile] mustact 2020-05-13 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
That's precisely why he thought it would be best to cut them into small enough pieces for them to gather together. He watches the first leaves fall with some concern, and sweeps his gaze to see if there is anyone below.

It seems fine. So he decides not to say anything, as he keeps climbing his way to the top.
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[personal profile] arcadedragon 2020-05-25 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Small pieces are not nearly as showy. If lightning could crash behind every slice of his sword that would be ideal, but alas, twas not to be.

Once at the top he does start cutting them into smaller bits, mostly because he doesn't want them hitting the leaves lower down and jiggling the plant, toppling them all over. He'd survive a fall from this high up, but he's not sure about his companion. Though he did watch Jacob swan dive into a pile of leaves, so maybe that's more common than he thought.

"It is too bad we cannot eat this. We may have to burn it, to get rid of the cuttings."

Bits of green go fluttering down to the ground, and the plant isn't exactly thrilled with this, the vines around the base tensing and clinging to things.
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[personal profile] mustact 2020-05-28 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"That would probably be best."

It takes him a moment to catch up completely. As soon as he does, he takes out his hidden blade to actually help out. It's going to be a pretty tedious and long process like this, but at least they shouldn't break anything.