( open ) our ag wing's back and you're gonna be in trouble (hey now! hey now! our ag wing's back)

[initiates]

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!

Comments

Late on nov. 2nd?

[shelkethetransparent]

[Shelke wasn't supposed to be away from the safe zones, she was too small and not strong enough to risk confrontation with a mass of the zombie creatures, and she knew it...but it wasn't stopping from exploring in her stealth mode, a shimmer of motion through the air that was difficult to spot.]

[Not difficult enough to prevent a little girl from noticing and catching her in a flash that made her shimmer into view, her glowing blue eyes narrowed in irritation. When it faded, she turned towards the nervous voice, intent perhaps on snapping at her until she realized precisely who it was. Hrm.]

...I am fine. Why are you out here? Are you injured?

[Despite the circumstances, her young voice was mostly emotionless, aside from a faint irritation.]

Late on nov. 2nd

[notpeterparker]

I'm so sorry...

[Goodness she feels bad now. She meant to defend herself, not blind some poor person. She really wishes she was better at this sort of thing.]

I-I'm not hurt though! I thought I was being followed by one of those monsters, so I hide in here.

[shelkethetransparent]

It’s fine.

[At least, she didn’t seem bothered by it too much. She wasn’t certain she believed the girl wasn’t injured though, so she leans forward to examine her before stepping back. She knew she could be a bit overbearing, despite looking nine.]

Why are you out of the safe area?

[notpeterparker]

[Not injured, but very shaken. It actually seems like she bit off more then she could chew by venturing out here.]

I-I was looking for s-some supplies, but then I got chased...

[shelkethetransparent]

[Shelke bit back a comment about that being stupid, and instead turns towards the space behind them, listening for signs of the approaching creatures.]

It is too dangerous out here. I will escort you back to the safe zone.

[notpeterparker]

T-thank you.

[She already knows it was a stupid idea, but she'll start to follow closely behind Shelke. The zombie that was chasing Carol earlier isn't gone, but it's a little further down the hall.]

[shelkethetransparent]

[Shelke nods as she steps backwards, considering the area around them, her eyes narrowed. How to get back...]

Your camera, how does it work?

[A distraction for the girl while she considers her plan. She doesn't even look at her as she asks. Whoops.]