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redshiftlogs2020-03-20 08:44 pm
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Entry tags:
- !mod post: intro mingle,
- assassin's creed: jacob frye,
- assassin's creed: ratonhnhakéton,
- borderlands: angel,
- homestuck: aradia megido,
- hunger games: annie cresta,
- hunger games: finnick odair,
- mcu: peter parker,
- original: carlisle longinmouth,
- original: elleru,
- original: rey,
- overwatch: genji shimada,
- poison: poison,
- red dead redemption: arthur morgan,
- red dead redemption: charles smith,
- samurai jack: scaramouche,
- transformers prime: starscream,
- warm bodies: julie grigio
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.
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.
Redshift: Welcome to the v͖͕̺̲̘̱̜͎o̴̦̣̠̦̘̹͞i̯̖d̛̪̬͈̱̦̝͍̕.
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.
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.
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.
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 inredshiftrp 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.
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
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.
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[ Rubbing at his face, he points towards a nearby seat. There's probably a set somewhere in that direction, or nearby, or in dressers or...well he's found a way to stash them just about anywhere Charles might run the risk of transforming back without a stitch on him.
Of course, this sort of thing couldn't be a convenient, painless sort of transformation that was entirely useful and not at all disruptive. More curse than blessing, on most days. ]
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Huh.
[ Well. If the transformation is involuntary ...
He walks towards the seat Charles pointed at. It only takes a moment's searching for him to find a pair, which he then holds out for his friend to take. ]
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[ With a quiet sigh he takes the pants by the waistband and turns, gingerly moving to shuffle into them with as little fuss as possible. His body still aches all over from the transformation, and part of him wonders if it'll ever not hurt to have everything in his body rearrange itself like that.
But at last, he's somewhat decent, and he winces only slightly as he moves to sit on the edge of the bed, bare feet touching the cold floor. ]
...I should probably admit that this...this isn't exactly new.
[ His brow furrows as his dark eyes lift towards Arthur, once again. ]
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[ He hovers there for a moment, and then decides to sit down at the edge of the bed too. Mindful of Charles's personal space, but he wants to make sure that Charles knows it's ... fine. That while he may be surprised, it's not much other than that. ]
Don't worry 'bout it.
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[ He repeats it quiet, before shaking his head, a faint smile crooking into place. Of course. He's forgotten how easy it can be. Something strange? No, don't acknowledge it, just nod and let it pass and don't talk about it so much.
That...would be easier, maybe. ]
Not exactly what I thought you might say.
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[ Maybe he hasn't found the words, but whatever it is that has Charles's brow furrowing like that, there's no concern, really. If Charles has always had this ... condition, then it changes nothing about who the man is. And considering how concerned he was even in the form of a wolf, not even the transformation seems to change him much.
So.
Don't worry about it. ]
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[ But the statement is far from an accusotory one. If anything, it looks like a wave of relief washes through Charles frame as he looks to Arthur. One more thing to take in stride? Sure looks that way.
And maybe...maybe that's all it needs to be. He's starting to wonder why he was ever worried. ]
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Believe me, I thought it.
[ A pause. ]
It don't change nothing.
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Thank you.
[ Clearly, it's a matter that's been weighing on him for a while. More of a concern than the wounds that even now appear to be clotting and sealing themselves over, including one at the corner of his mouth. He swipes absently at the new marks, shaking his head. ]
If you can't find me around, it's probably because of this. Try to stay away from people when I'm like that, but. People I know, they don't seem to be in any danger.
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[ He studies Charles for a moment, curious. ]
How much do you remember afterwards?
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[ Like a half-remembered dream. It happened less than an hour ago, but he recalls little of it. The anger rushing through him, the urge to fight, the taste of the plant's sap mixing with blood in his mouth...
His eyes stay on his hands, for a moment. ]
It's not just my body that changes. I don't think the same. Even if I could remember it all clearly, it'd be like...trying to read in a language you're just starting to learn. I can remember smells and feelings more than I can faces, or things that happened.
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You certainly still act like yourself.
[ Loyal and protective. Fierce in his anger. ]
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Luckily I was away from camp. Figured out pretty quickly I needed to be away from people when it happened, since I couldn't control it.
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[ He assumes as much, at least. ]