( 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

[vaccination]

[She can check on his arm once they're safe. Ellie grabs his other one and starts hauling ass towards the other door.]

C'mon!

[hornedomen]

[He sheathed his sword so it would not get in the way. There was not much use for it now. Fighting would only make him slower and his Mark shone with enough light to see. It was fortunate that it did. Near the door was another necromorph that tried to hide in the shadows.

Ico raised his shield and he felt a sharp pain in his arm.]

[vaccination]

Fuck.

[Thank you, superspeed. Ellie's learned that going from behind is best, so she speeds behind the thing and draws her knife. In the next instant she's on it's back, hacking away at the base of its skull.]

[hornedomen]

[He did not know if he had even blinked, but Ellie had vanished in an instant. The immense terror he had at watching her attack had eliminated any feelings of wonder at her power. He clenched his jaw as he raised his arm and he shot a ring of light from his shield. Whether or not it was still alive, the light tied it up, rendering it harmless.]

We don't have time for this!

[He threw his weight into the door and he knocked it open.]

Don't wait, just run ahead!

[vaccination]

[Well, that's new. Ellie starts running, but it's a normal speed--she's not leaving anyone in the dust.]

Go, go!

[hornedomen]

[He breathed heavily while he ran, yet he still had the energy to argue.]

I know you're faster. Just go!

[The exit was not far ahead. Not far behind, he could hear the sounds of more monsters.]

[vaccination]

Then you move faster!

[Whatever that means. Ellie makes a dash for the exit, but waits for him to follow after.]

[hornedomen]

[With the exit near, Ico ran as fast as he could. The light of his Mark trailed behind him. When the sounds of the monsters grew closer, he flung his arm back with a sharp cry and he fired another ring of light at their feet. It tripped the first few necromorphs, giving Ico enough time to escape through the exit.]

Close it close it!

[vaccination]

[Ellie slams the door shut, throwing her weight against it as it locks.]

Fuck! That was too close.

[hornedomen]

[Ico lay down on the floor. The cool temperature of the floor felt nice against his sweaty head. He pressed his arm against it as well in an attempt to stop the throbbing.]

I'm glad we're safe. What were those?

[vaccination]

I don't know. [Not infected. Too different. Ellie catches her breath.]

You okay?

[hornedomen]

[He did not answer immediately. He dropped his shield and he tried to move his arm around. It hurt to move.]

My arm hurts.

[vaccination]

Are you bleeding?

[It's hard to tell in the lighting. Ellie starts to go through her pack.]

[hornedomen]

Probably.

[He sat up and he took his sword out with his good arm. The sword shone with a light as clear as day and thin white bolts of light danced across the blade. Ico looked directly into the light after he placed the blade on the ground. The bolts climbed up his arm as he touched it.

The blood from the monster made the wound appear much worse than it was. Only a small portion of the blood was his. The cut ran down his arm yet it stopped short because of his shield. However, it was deep enough that his blood had trailed down to his fingers by now.]

I'll be okay.