( 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!

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[payback]

<[And she takes it! Popping into visibility again because she still has to focus to activate her sword and she can't do that and concentrate on staying unseen at the same time, to slice another monster in half and then take a lower swipe at its crawling upper part. Awful things. Now it's in a half and two quarters and she jumps at the other necromorphs, which are really regrouping at an unfortunate rate from Gin's distraction.

One of them swipes at her head. Rin raises a block and its arm appendage flops uselessly onto the ground, severed. She strikes at another zombie to the left and then dashes clear of one more monster plunging in at her from the right.

She's doing okay! Kind of. PRetty good for a human. Holding her own.]

[onehundredswords]

[Aww, look at his little killer slaughtering the undead. Enough to bring a tear to the eye.

Well, not literally, but he is mostly watching now unless she starts to get overwhelmed. He just hopes she definitely does not because then he'd have to help her out, and that'd be too nice a thing for him to want to do.]

You can do it, girl! Go, go, go!

[See, he's...supportive.]

[payback]

Aaa! [GIN ICHIMARU!! She barely spares a thought to him, except to be kind of annoyed. Then she's flickering invisible again - only to reappear a second later, having dashed herself out of the main glut of monsters. She will get overwhelmed if she stays in the thick.

But if she can pick them off one by one, well. This sword has a considerable amount of slicing power. She can dice them pretty nicely, and that's what's happening now.

Good job teach.]

[onehundredswords]

[He'll credit all of her kills to him, tbh. Clearly couldn't have done it without him!

Still, joking aside, he's watched this go on for long enough. He raises a hand, gesturing to her with a little wave. If that doesn't get her attention, well...]

Yo! Ya' can hold off now, I'll clean up the mess.