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( open ) our ag wing's back and you're gonna be in trouble (hey now! hey now! our ag wing's back)
Date & Time: October 31st, 3313, 11:59PM - November 3rd, 3313, ????
Location: Agriculture Wing, Moon Base to start. Cafeteria, warehouse, docking bay, VR rooms, Transport Pad, or Observatory later on.
Characters: Any & all!
Summary: Space Zombies are allowed out of the Agriculture Wing, slowly revving up their systems to try and infect and absorb as many of the Transports (or 12 Initiative Members) as possible.
Warnings: Log will be locked for potentially graphic violence. Please warn in threads should the violence or gore become graphic.
Notes: Specify a date and location in your top comment. You may specify multiple dates/locations. Specify a time if you wish as well.
Everything is a success at first, from the cool rush of air out of the Agriculture Wing once the doors are fully unlocked, to the heady sense of accomplishment for finally moving forward on something good for the long-term usability of the Moon Base. It's intended to remain a resource, after all, but not be a permanent home. Fraying tempers and the sense of cabin fever descending on Transports continues to showcase how important it is to get back down on Earth to regain some breathing room.
There's little enough dust between all the unmoving, unlit structures, many even supporting the barest dried husks of what once grew there. Upon the lightest touch, they disintegrate, turning into a dust that falls to the ground. The silent rows will be reclaimed and turned into functioning units, based on Transport efforts, and Transport time invested in the project.
There's just one problem. Something stirs in the reclaimed wing, among tangles of hosing and wiring. Skitterings and movements that make no sense for a long abandoned Moon Base. The further in Transports go, relying on magic or technology to generate light past the bare minimum maintained by the base, the more disturbing sights they may run into.
Of course, the most disturbing of all might be lying just around the far corner -- but don't worry, it's only a flesh wound. Try not to get surprised in the machinery, caught suffering from not looking up or caught making out with anything unsavory this holiday season, Transports. We need all of you to stay alive!
We can't bring you back right now!
Location: Agriculture Wing, Moon Base to start. Cafeteria, warehouse, docking bay, VR rooms, Transport Pad, or Observatory later on.
Characters: Any & all!
Summary: Space Zombies are allowed out of the Agriculture Wing, slowly revving up their systems to try and infect and absorb as many of the Transports (or 12 Initiative Members) as possible.
Warnings: Log will be locked for potentially graphic violence. Please warn in threads should the violence or gore become graphic.
Notes: Specify a date and location in your top comment. You may specify multiple dates/locations. Specify a time if you wish as well.
Everything is a success at first, from the cool rush of air out of the Agriculture Wing once the doors are fully unlocked, to the heady sense of accomplishment for finally moving forward on something good for the long-term usability of the Moon Base. It's intended to remain a resource, after all, but not be a permanent home. Fraying tempers and the sense of cabin fever descending on Transports continues to showcase how important it is to get back down on Earth to regain some breathing room.
There's little enough dust between all the unmoving, unlit structures, many even supporting the barest dried husks of what once grew there. Upon the lightest touch, they disintegrate, turning into a dust that falls to the ground. The silent rows will be reclaimed and turned into functioning units, based on Transport efforts, and Transport time invested in the project.
There's just one problem. Something stirs in the reclaimed wing, among tangles of hosing and wiring. Skitterings and movements that make no sense for a long abandoned Moon Base. The further in Transports go, relying on magic or technology to generate light past the bare minimum maintained by the base, the more disturbing sights they may run into.
Of course, the most disturbing of all might be lying just around the far corner -- but don't worry, it's only a flesh wound. Try not to get surprised in the machinery, caught suffering from not looking up or caught making out with anything unsavory this holiday season, Transports. We need all of you to stay alive!
We can't bring you back right now!
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Leave that on for a bit.
[It'll take a bit for the grenade to go off.
In the mean time...]
1/2 can't be tamed
Another moment, as his mind pieces together what his ears had heard... ]
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Don't look now, Gilbert, but...
We're trapped in here with a monster~!
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He blinks and stares blankly at Break while ye olde holy hand grenade attempts to work its magic on the other side of the door. There's a small trickle of blood under his nose, but he doesn't seem to notice that either.]
H-huh...? A monster where?
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It's OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE!
[It isn't so much of a KABOOM, though it certainly shakes the floor and the walls around them. The SOUND of what happened outside is entirely telling of the mess that will be fairly well everywhere.]
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It's quiet, but for the sound of running water. Finally: ]
D-did you...
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You set off a bomb. In a moon base.
[ He'll let the implications of explosives and thin hull walls and the airless desolation of space sink in for a minute, before adding: ]
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Who...w-what - eeeh?!
[Words are hard, you two can fill in the blanks.]
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... Maybe they shouldn't leave for a bit.]
And it's not like.... [What he's implying hits in three... two... one.... The denial comes out in some unintelligible noise.]
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And who are you even!?
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[ Somehow Emily is sitting in the soap dish, cackling and screeching: ]
PERVERT! PERVERT! PERVERT!!!
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G-Gilbert...Nightray.
[But more importantly.]
Are you both...er, rather, what was going on in here...
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[Unfortunately, the one person that could have given Gilbert an actual straight answer has been distracted twice over. Once with the idea of a fantastic baker, the second. THE SECOND. She whips around to address the doll directly.]
When did you even get in here?!
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He realizes, all of a sudden, that he's gone all gooseflesh. Because the water has shut off. Which means... ]
Ah, Gilbert. You'd better get your feathered friend handy, just in case.
[ ...the door is going to open and they'll find out whether Rosette's bomb has taken out the walls and the oxygen. ]
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Hm? Why?
[His brain hasn't caught all of the way up yet, Break. Your scrawniness is a distraction, and Gilbert is upset that he'd decided not to wear a jacket as well. At least then he could have given the poor guy some cover. He'll have to get clothing and tea and some sort of pastry served asap unless he wants to risk Break catching a chill after all of this.
But even though he's asked the question, he calls out to Raven silently, prepared to bring out whatever power it is that Break seems to think is necessary.]
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[There's no time to answer her as the door opens. The room beyond has some measure of concussive damage, some of the lights hanging down, and stalls dented... Zombie guts are splattered to almost every possible conceivable point and angle, some dripping slowly from the ceiling, others look like they were painted on the walls by a two year old and a tire swing.
But most startling is the sudden change in air pressure, enough to cause their ears to pop (harmlessly) and everything sound fuzzy. The still air of the shower stall becomes a brisk breeze, pouring out in front of them.
Across the room, a crack widens, a chunk ripping backwards through it.]
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The lights flicker and a small klaxon goes off. AI's voice can be clearly heard over the PA.]
Emergency lockdown in Sector Z, emergency lockdown in Sector Z, all end users evacuate
immediately to minimize life and resource loss.
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NONE OF THAT SOUNDS GOOD!
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Now, if you please!
[ He really hopes Gilbert's brain has finally managed to catch up, because there's no more air for him to be able to explain. ]
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It's a subconscious act. Gilbert is exhausted, this is the first place he could think of to return to on such short notice.
The floor is quickly littered with a couple of stray, large feathers as he lets go of them and stumbles backwards until he hits the wall. It's not quite jumping from Cheshire's realm back into Pandora, but it's still a strain to use his Chain, especially since he hasn't summoned Raven in months now.]
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Eyes squeezed shut and huddled against Break's side, she doesn't seem to realize until she hears Gilbert's collapse against the wall, thinks to try breathing again.]
Where...
Are you all right?
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It's over. He inhales. The air, though stale and recycled, is breathable. He recognizes the familiar stench of the housing area: it reeks of unwashed socks and quiet desperation. A bit of exploring with his fingertips reveals the door to their room, which he pushes open. ]
He'll be fine.
[ He releases Rosette slowly, to make sure she won't topple, whilst simultaneously reaching for Gilbert. He slides an arm under the man's shoulder, on purpose to guide him inside. ]
Just in need of a little lie-down.
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'm fine. Sorry. [His voice comes out as a whisper as they walk past her.]</small.
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She desperately wanted to ask him if he was a contractor too... a rarity to have someone to talk to about it. Instead all that came out was:]
Idiot! Don't apologize for saving people.
[She follows them only a few steps, setting Emily just inside the door. She glances around just a moment before turning back. Her own living quarters was only a wing away from here. Ten doors at most... surely..]
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