( 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.
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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

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya looks up with a sudden jolt, expecting the worst of an intruder; when she recognizes Alice the relief is instant, her shoulders sagging in relaxation. She lowers the device from in front of her face.]

The network's finally back up, I was telling people about the situation.

That blood's not yours, is it?

[bittertears]

It isn't. I can't say I've ever been one for exercising finesse and restraint during a fight. [So long she stayed alive and in one piece.]

Have you encountered any new developments?

[You know, while hiding in a closet.]

[speakveryclearly]

[Her expression falls a little remembering the disappointing scientific fact she learned.] Unfortunately, the information I've received is a suggestion of a sort of abstinence. From fire to be precise. Apparently it burns up the limited air... I'm not entirely sure about the tradeoff that has with the practice's pragmatic effectiveness.

[On the bright side] There seems to be virtually uninterrupted safety in the housing wing, though. The transports who favor coordination over combat are secure there.

[bittertears]

[She freezes up momentarily. Fire is an uncomfortable topic for Alice, considering her troubled background and the house she lost all those years ago.] I can... see why you would feel that way. [Shake it off, Alice. Now's not the time to relive certain memories.] Though in this case, conserving what air we have available might have to take priority.

Shall we return to the others? [Uninterrupted safety was starting to sound pretty good right about now.]

[speakveryclearly]

...I am thinking about at least taking a look at how things are over there. [Getting close to the 24 hour mark, she had no idea if certain transports were holding their own or getting ripped to shreds.] And if you're going back then it would definitely be safer to go together. I'd be okay with that, I'm done with what I was doing here.

[She puts away her tablet to make the point.]

[bittertears]

Very well, let us make our way back as quickly as we can. Grotesque as they continue to be, I'd rather not lose more time fighting against those monstrosities. [Though as if on queue, some skittering is heard.]

... Though of course, they seem determined to disregard my wishes.

[speakveryclearly]

[She shuffles out of the closets and closes it, as close to soundlessly as she can approximate. Her lipstick is clutched tight in her hand now instead of her tablet.]

They probably followed our voices. Do you feel secure scouting their numbers, or should I look?

[bittertears]

You most certainly not be doing so by yourself, Kanaya. If we were indeed followed, then we'll simply have to hold them off together. [Alice wask making it sound so easy.]

The two of us already have dealt with monsters before, haven't we?

[speakveryclearly]

Yes. You're right.

Let's go. [With Alice's encouragement it was easier to remember their past victories... or, in the case of Elmer's world, at least escapes. Kanaya moved ahead to put her hand on the door, and opened it from behind, staying out of sight from the doorway. She didn't want to shed light into the hall and send even more zombies running towards them. As it was, a small horde of half a dozen or so were nearby.]

[bittertears]

Once this is all behind us, it'd be prudent to wonder how these creatures came to reside here in the first place. [It was definitely something to consider. Honestly, why even move to this base if it was housing such dangers? And speaking of danger...]

Lovely. I expect we'll be having some unwanted company very soon. [She brandishes her knife, readying herself for the upcoming fight.]