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auroraexpress2018-11-19 07:54 pm
trainmasters) wrote in auroraexpress2018-11-19 07:54 pm
Entry tags:
- !days 1-20,
- !events,
- amane kawanokami,
- elaine felkin,
- eliza aberdeen,
- hlasoh,
- rufus albarea,
- ✦ autumn the golden,
- ✦ emma millstein,
- ✦ frisk and chara (au),
- ✦ jusis albarea,
- ✦ kaisar lidfard,
- ✦ keith au,
- ✦ kujou tenn,
- ✦ lamp,
- ✦ marceline,
- ✦ naan,
- ✦ noe archiviste,
- ✦ princess bonnibel bubblegum,
- ✦ sidurgu orl,
- ✦ tomorrow the unperturbed,
- ✦ yona
Event: Tutorial Boss
Who: Everyone!
When: Day 2, noon
Where: :)
[You've been here just over a day, and dawn hasn't come. The night remains, reigned over by the malevolent flickering of the Prism. The Prince's recording hasn't stopped at all -- perhaps it's driving you mad or perhaps it's become just part of the background noise, along with the waves, which have been getting gradually louder all morning. If you're outside, you may occasionally catch what seem to be soft lights in the distance, under the surface of the too-still sea. The only movement is the creeping edges of the water, still trying to snag you and pull you in.
But then, abruptly, those edges recede, as if in warning of a giant surge. Out in the jungle, everything goes silent, wildlife still and hunkered low against the ground. But instead of water, a creature bursts forth onto the shore with a sound not unlike some kind of distorted foghorn. It's shaped vaguely like a dolphin -- if that dolphin were barge-sized and crimson red, with bands of twinkling lights running down its side like something from the dark deep. It has no eyes. And yet it seems to see you perfectly well, snapping at anyone who gets close.
It can't reach the train. Not quite. But when it slides back into the water it only comes back again, diving and twisting to send water crashing up along the beach. The train rocks slightly with each wave, threatening to from the sand and wash into the water, where you'll all be taken in.
It's then that the recording stops. With a whir, the emergency lights in the clinic and lounge car are replaced by normal lighting, and the doors slide shut. It seems these two cars at least are functional. Even the big screen in the second-floor lounge room has come on. It begins to display text, matching the pleasant robotic voice that comes over the intercom -- the voice has no distinguishing features, ageless and sexless, but it has a kind of polite artificial cheer.]
Good Morning, Passengers.
We apologize for the delay in services. As of now, Prism capacity has reached: 30%. Power has been restored to communal facilities. Please be patient as we work to restore full operating capacity.
[A pause--]
Systems have detected imminent danger. We shall move to a safer landing point in: 6 hours. Please gather inside the train and prepare for travel. As Chain services are unavailable, please direct questions to the terminal located on the second floor Lounge.
Remember: Stay Positive! The fate of the universe depends on your healthy bonds.
[It's a mystery what the voice means by "terminal"... but if you yell at the screen you'll get an answer. It just might not be a satisfying one... And yet, the brief, robotic responses are occasionally interrupted by one that's lively and human-seeming. How odd.
Whether you have time to figure that out, however, depends on how you intend to handle your current situation. You could wait and pray the train will move before you're devoured by the sea monster... Or you could attempt to increase your chances of survival. How? That's where your teammates and fellow passengers come in. Hopefully between the lot of you, you can formulate a plan before you're all swallowed up.]
[[OOC NOTE: If you'd like a response from The Construct, please respond to the relevant toplevel. The mods will move this plot ahead again on Wednesday. At that time all services will be restored, so you won't have anything super exciting to keep track of while those in the US have a holiday. Any new posts til ten should be dated within the Day 2 noon-afternoon timeframe. In the meantime, team up ICly and OOCly and find a way to survive! Please note you have absolute permission to do what you want with this enemy. You don't need the mods' input to fight it, kill it, or get killed by it. Feel free to play it how you like in your threads!
Again, this is an Event post and you can take 300 points for participating! If you have questions hope over to last week's placements post here. If you haven't yet, you can post OOC intros there as well, but we'll aim to do some kind of friending meme over the weekend.]]
When: Day 2, noon
Where: :)
[You've been here just over a day, and dawn hasn't come. The night remains, reigned over by the malevolent flickering of the Prism. The Prince's recording hasn't stopped at all -- perhaps it's driving you mad or perhaps it's become just part of the background noise, along with the waves, which have been getting gradually louder all morning. If you're outside, you may occasionally catch what seem to be soft lights in the distance, under the surface of the too-still sea. The only movement is the creeping edges of the water, still trying to snag you and pull you in.
But then, abruptly, those edges recede, as if in warning of a giant surge. Out in the jungle, everything goes silent, wildlife still and hunkered low against the ground. But instead of water, a creature bursts forth onto the shore with a sound not unlike some kind of distorted foghorn. It's shaped vaguely like a dolphin -- if that dolphin were barge-sized and crimson red, with bands of twinkling lights running down its side like something from the dark deep. It has no eyes. And yet it seems to see you perfectly well, snapping at anyone who gets close.
It can't reach the train. Not quite. But when it slides back into the water it only comes back again, diving and twisting to send water crashing up along the beach. The train rocks slightly with each wave, threatening to from the sand and wash into the water, where you'll all be taken in.
It's then that the recording stops. With a whir, the emergency lights in the clinic and lounge car are replaced by normal lighting, and the doors slide shut. It seems these two cars at least are functional. Even the big screen in the second-floor lounge room has come on. It begins to display text, matching the pleasant robotic voice that comes over the intercom -- the voice has no distinguishing features, ageless and sexless, but it has a kind of polite artificial cheer.]
Good Morning, Passengers.
We apologize for the delay in services. As of now, Prism capacity has reached: 30%. Power has been restored to communal facilities. Please be patient as we work to restore full operating capacity.
[A pause--]
Systems have detected imminent danger. We shall move to a safer landing point in: 6 hours. Please gather inside the train and prepare for travel. As Chain services are unavailable, please direct questions to the terminal located on the second floor Lounge.
Remember: Stay Positive! The fate of the universe depends on your healthy bonds.
[It's a mystery what the voice means by "terminal"... but if you yell at the screen you'll get an answer. It just might not be a satisfying one... And yet, the brief, robotic responses are occasionally interrupted by one that's lively and human-seeming. How odd.
Whether you have time to figure that out, however, depends on how you intend to handle your current situation. You could wait and pray the train will move before you're devoured by the sea monster... Or you could attempt to increase your chances of survival. How? That's where your teammates and fellow passengers come in. Hopefully between the lot of you, you can formulate a plan before you're all swallowed up.]
[[OOC NOTE: If you'd like a response from The Construct, please respond to the relevant toplevel. The mods will move this plot ahead again on Wednesday. At that time all services will be restored, so you won't have anything super exciting to keep track of while those in the US have a holiday. Any new posts til ten should be dated within the Day 2 noon-afternoon timeframe. In the meantime, team up ICly and OOCly and find a way to survive! Please note you have absolute permission to do what you want with this enemy. You don't need the mods' input to fight it, kill it, or get killed by it. Feel free to play it how you like in your threads!
Again, this is an Event post and you can take 300 points for participating! If you have questions hope over to last week's placements post here. If you haven't yet, you can post OOC intros there as well, but we'll aim to do some kind of friending meme over the weekend.]]
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[are. are u 2 ok.]
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In any case that's not of immediate concern. What do you go by?
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Someone suggested "Tiger" or "Leopard", but you can call me whatever is convenient.
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"Celine" comes to mind.
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You don't happen to have access to my brother's closet?
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[looks him up and down. uh. Jusis would... probably not fit into his stuff... maybe the sweater dress kind of?]
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[So he'll just steal Rufus's clothes that's fine.]
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#fairies] Shall I show you where our carriage is?no subject
Please lead the way.
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I believe your brother's room is that one.
[Points it out. Please get the door instead of him. Have pity on his
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[He's absolutely strong enough to haul or open at least.
And then he'll disappear inside to steal a set of Rufus's clothes and change into them. They're too big and the boots he doesn't even try to make fit but at least even too big clothes are better than nothing.]
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Ginger clothes are already a lil oversized looking, is Jusis going to be having a good time fighting in moesleeves...]
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Shall we head back out?
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[Celine's gonna be hanging around to watch any fighting or whatever just out of concern, so he'll be following Jusis back for sure. Also currently fighting the urge to just... fix Jusis's sleeves and stuff for him... he's a big boy he probably wouldn't appreciate a random person rolling his sleeves up or whatever out of the blue.]
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[He might be swimming in these clothes but they work!!]
We should see what's going on.
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Al...right...
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[If this child trips on his own clothes and gets eaten by a giant fish Celine will never forgive himself.]
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Yes of course.
[And then adding, just a little stiffly.]
Thank you.
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Thank you.
[Anyway, working on that. He doesn't remember having messed with someone else's clothes before, but there's very little hesitation as he does it. Clearly he's done this before and his hands still remember, at least. Jusis's sleeves will be good and rolled up, and... the rest of his clothes fixed up a lil too while Celine is here, actually. As much as he can do without being blatantly invasive. It only takes a few moments before the kid is freed from the sudden preening.]
There. Is that a little better?
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He doesn't know what to say to thanks so he simply nods to the rest.]
Much.
[How do you admit you've never had to tuck your sleeves before? Maybe never admit it.]
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Good. There might be some scissors and thread in that one carriage, but... I suppose that will have to wait.
[Fishy business first. Hopefully they won't need to use those things for flesh instead of cloth today.]
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