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exsiliumlogs2013-06-14 06:21 pm
initiates) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-06-14 06:21 pm
Entry tags:
- #missions,
- #plot post,
- asuka langley soryu (evangelion),
- claudia donovan (warehouse 13),
- gilbert nightray (pandora hearts),
- kate "candy" kane (dc comics),
- katniss everdeen (hunger games),
- nathan summers (marvel 616),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- physis (toward the terra),
- remy lebeau (marvel 616),
- shintaro kisaragi (kagerou days),
- sir codpiece (original),
- zelos wilder (tales of symphonia),
- ✝ aidan (original),
- ✝ asami sato (legend of korra),
- ✝ belthazar spellscry (original),
- ✝ nanami momozono (kamisama hajimemashit,
- ✝ nikolas kamarov (wildstorm),
- ✝ rei ayanami (evangelion)
Mission: Bad Science Saves the Day
Date & Time: Mid-Day, 3310 | Present Day June 14th-16th
Location: Andersfeld, in the (far former) state of Alaska. (Also known at one time as Anchorage, Alaska.) | Back in Exsilium, those manning the Transport Pads, or working on developing the antibiotics and administering them to the ill throughout the city. Yet others will need to hop-scotch through time gathering sufficient supplies to save lives.
Characters: Volunteers to alter medical research, people working on antiobiotic cures, people distributing appropriate cures, and those who are doing minor missions into the past to retrieve adequate supplies to treat the sick in the present.
Summary: Transports are asked to help save tens of thousands of lives, first by traveling two years into the past and altering scientific research. Second, by helping with the manufacture and development of antibiotics or other cures, once the mission is complete. Third, by distributing the cure to the affected parties. Fourth, by going on pointed supply missions solo, or with up to two other people, in order to get enough supplies to save people in the present.
Whatever your character decides to do, the weight of saving lives is on their shoulders, unasked, and perhaps unwelcome. What will they do when faced with this decision?
Warnings: Illness. Freezing cold. Possible death. Drunken scientists.
In Andersfeld, the snow falls in thick, fat flakes, winds blowing in gusts up to 60 kph. Everyone is bundled up against the weather. Spirits are generally low, if not outright alcoholic. Safety lines and lights guide those brave enough to venture outdoors from building to building.
For the Transports with a six hour window to alter a future that will kill over a hundred thousand people in three weeks, it's a dangerous and necessary bravery.
In Exsilium, the success of the mission to Andersfeld is felt as soon as scientists notice the virus responding to antibiotic treatments. It becomes a race to finding the most effective means of combating the now bacterial infection, and of mass producing any working cure for distribution.
Some help with the production.
Others hurry to cart the supply out to the places hit most heavily. Yet others work directly with administering the antibiotics, in most cases, via an IV line. Those less heavily affected will be granted ridiculously large antibiotic pills, needing to be coaxed down spasming throats.
Those who need action, or who are no good with the sick, are asked to make countless small trips through time to secure the supplies needed to produce enough of the cure to save the tens of thousands who are ill but not yet deceased.
And for those too ill to assist, now is the time to rest, heal, and get better. In a world like this, one never knows what surprise might next lie in wait. The Transports and the Initiative have thwarted total disaster for now.
Mostly.
Location: Andersfeld, in the (far former) state of Alaska. (Also known at one time as Anchorage, Alaska.) | Back in Exsilium, those manning the Transport Pads, or working on developing the antibiotics and administering them to the ill throughout the city. Yet others will need to hop-scotch through time gathering sufficient supplies to save lives.
Characters: Volunteers to alter medical research, people working on antiobiotic cures, people distributing appropriate cures, and those who are doing minor missions into the past to retrieve adequate supplies to treat the sick in the present.
Summary: Transports are asked to help save tens of thousands of lives, first by traveling two years into the past and altering scientific research. Second, by helping with the manufacture and development of antibiotics or other cures, once the mission is complete. Third, by distributing the cure to the affected parties. Fourth, by going on pointed supply missions solo, or with up to two other people, in order to get enough supplies to save people in the present.
Whatever your character decides to do, the weight of saving lives is on their shoulders, unasked, and perhaps unwelcome. What will they do when faced with this decision?
Warnings: Illness. Freezing cold. Possible death. Drunken scientists.
In Andersfeld, the snow falls in thick, fat flakes, winds blowing in gusts up to 60 kph. Everyone is bundled up against the weather. Spirits are generally low, if not outright alcoholic. Safety lines and lights guide those brave enough to venture outdoors from building to building.
For the Transports with a six hour window to alter a future that will kill over a hundred thousand people in three weeks, it's a dangerous and necessary bravery.
In Exsilium, the success of the mission to Andersfeld is felt as soon as scientists notice the virus responding to antibiotic treatments. It becomes a race to finding the most effective means of combating the now bacterial infection, and of mass producing any working cure for distribution.
Some help with the production.
Others hurry to cart the supply out to the places hit most heavily. Yet others work directly with administering the antibiotics, in most cases, via an IV line. Those less heavily affected will be granted ridiculously large antibiotic pills, needing to be coaxed down spasming throats.
Those who need action, or who are no good with the sick, are asked to make countless small trips through time to secure the supplies needed to produce enough of the cure to save the tens of thousands who are ill but not yet deceased.
And for those too ill to assist, now is the time to rest, heal, and get better. In a world like this, one never knows what surprise might next lie in wait. The Transports and the Initiative have thwarted total disaster for now.
Mostly.
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[WOW MEAN.]
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( we all have hobbies )
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[Yelling is a bad idea, but these are not words that can be spoken calmly and rationally.]
Don't get the wrong idea!
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[There really, really isn't!]
1/2
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probably fools no one in the room. )
What was it, ( she says ) I told you about leaving your room before you were better?
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T-there's no use arguing with her-!
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to her, he offers a sunny answer, pointing a finger from that still outstretched hand in gilbert's direction )
He counts as supervision.
( her unimpressed look is all the answer that gets. )
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Especially after that shove that leaves him needing to cough so hard that he loses his breath for a moment.]
I - [gasp!] I count...
[FOOT. TAP. SHE'S GROWING IMPATIENT, OZ.]
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there's a long silence in which she shoots gil a don't you enable this glare, before reaching out to grab oz by the ear and dragging him, protesting, from the room.
rest well, gilbert. )
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Meanwhile, he'll just be in his room curled back up into a ball and finally accepting that he isn't going to be able to talk his way out of a fever.
I really am useless, he reminds himself as he falls back asleep.]