MISSION: RELEASE THEM BACK INTO THE WILD

[initiates]

Date & Time: April 27th - May 1st
Location: Wollongong, Australia, 2464.
Characters: All voluntary transports + maybe a few drafted ones.
Summary: Make those stay-at-homes leave their nerdcaves! My god, do they even know what sunshine looks like???
Warnings: none planned, will be updated accordingly!

The city is old, dark, and very, very quiet. A good deal of the buildings are crumbling and old, but the ones that are actually inhabited glow like candles in the dusk the Transporter has dropped you into. All of these buildings are infested by wiring pouring in from every angle, ensuring that each inhabitant in his or her little block of a room has every modern convenience available in 2464.

There is no one on the streets, no public transportation, and even cars look scarce. But that doesn't mean there's no movement. Maintenance drones, controlled remotely, run deliveries or work repairs. Armed law enforcement drones patrol on rounds through the city, although their mechanized attention is mostly turned outward. Still, they might come to investigate a ruckus within the city limits. And if the persons causing the ruckus don't respond to peaceful attempts to get them to cease, the drones might attempt to subdue them with paralyzing technology and haul them in for a night in the city jail — another dark, unused place.

If you get hungry, there are entire warehouses dedicated to the production of foods. It can't be that hard to sneak in and collect a meal, right? Or you can hack into the system and order whatever you want, if you're good with that kind of thing. Or you can just scavenge—or fast for four days, maybe—if thieving and hacking aren't your style.

And somewhere around here, in those glowing, secluded towers, behind the legions of automated drones, live the reclusive citizens of Wollongong. The methods are up to you, as long as you can get them to come out and breathe the fresh air somehow.

[[ ooc; Mission details are here! This will run from 27th of April to May 1st, with those on the mission returning to Exsilium at the same time that the new arrivals show up. It's an optional mission, but if you'd like your character to go along that would ICly sit it out, feel free to say that the Initiative drafted them for this one.

There aren't any teams or structured threads to this one, so go wild! ]]

Comments

[fintastic]

[ A - Open, any time ]

[ Feferi is just not the most technological of people, but she's still going to make a good effort to try and cause some non-harmful disruptions about the city. That means a lot of hemming and hawwing as she carefully pokes various wires with a stick. With good timing, someone might witness her backup up a safe distance from the buildings and chucking a gold double-ended trident at the thickest clusters. It's not very graceful, but it gets the job done enough.

The hard part comes afterwards. With her trident speared into the side of the building, and consequently an electrical wire or two, a new question arises: how to get it out. It is, after all, made of highly conductive solid gold.

She didn't think that one through very well. ]

[ B - Open, any time ]

[ Thought she's amenable to causing a little bit of mayhem for the sake of the misson, Feferi can't spend all her time destroying things, not when there's a beach nearby: a clean beach! Or at least, clean compared to the beaches back in the time they've come from. The water doesn't burn her gills as bad, and the critters aren't quite so mutated. All by her lonesome, she comes down to the beach just to swim, and to frolic in the surf, and to sit in the sand as the tide comes in and starts to wash over her legs, looking out over the ocean. For being on a mission, she's still perky, and when she looks out across the sea, she seems contemplative, but still wears a pleasant smile, lost deep in thought. ]

A

[how_fascinating]

[Cissa, on the other hand, is the most technological of people. She's been performing acts of sabotage big and small over the course of this mission, and it's on her way back from one of these that she sees the trident toss.

[Hm. Yes, that could present a logistical problem.] Is that weapon comprised of what it appears to be comprised of?

[fintastic]

[ With all the other transports around, Feferi isn't surprised to see someone else, but she does look a little sheepish. ]

If you mean solid gold, then yes, it is.

[how_fascinating]

It was rather foolish to embed something so highly conductive into an electrical field.

[Very little technology in her world is actually electrical based. But knowing the conductive properties of a multitide of materials is child-level knowledge for her people.

[She pulls a pair of rubber gloves out of her pocket. They don't fit perfectly over her hands, but with a little work she manages to get them mostly on. It's good enough for what she needs to do.]

Give me a moment, and I can retrieve it for you.

[fintastic]

Are you sure? Don't hurt yourself, it's kind of sharp...

[ Because that is the number one thing to worry about. But maybe this person knows more than she does-- more than likely, really. She only knows well enough not to touch it. ]