(OPEN | Mutiny Log) Well it's been so long

[alittlesweptup]

Date & Time: Nov. 16 ~0300 through Nov.19th ~0230hrs, 3133
Location: Housing, Cafeteria, VR rooms, hallways etc (read: everywhere)
Characters: YOU!
Summary: Mutiny on the moon base! Vital systems are offline, mutineers are making PA announcements, and there’s conflict and turmoil brewing in the halls. Dun dun duuun!
Warnings: None yet (possible violence?)
Notes: Specify a date and location in your top comment. You may specify multiple dates/locations. A timeline for the plot and the IC PA announcements made during are available HERE.

[In the dead of night - or as close to ‘the dead of night’ as is possible to have in moon base - a small group of transports finally make the move they’ve been planning for weeks. Pre-determined teams, maintaining radio contact throughout, simultaneously take control of the Transporter Room and take multiple systems offline.

One moment things are normal; they next, they’re not. With a last message flagged as ‘maintenance’ left on the network, the network cuts out. A moment later, Transports across the base find themselves losing contact with the ground or shifting in their sleep and gently floating out of their beds from the force as the gravity drops. Lighting flicks over to emergency only: bathing corridors and rooms in a desolate, lonely red. Doors work - and then they don’t. Transports will find themselves confined to housing (and washrooms), the VR rooms, and the cafeteria; it’s plenty of space to be comfortable and largely covers most Transport’s basic needs (unless you’re fond of cheery light or having your feet on the ground in which case you may be out of luck).

Hours later-- Click-HHHSSSHK-click!

A woman’s voice speaks over the moon base’s PA system, echoing through the dark corridors and off the odds and ends gently floating through them thanks to the lack of gravity regulation. The voice is rich and accented, with a certain practiced ease to it - one that sharpens to a point the longer she talks:]

Testing. Testing-- are we good? Christ, I'm not echoing, am I? No?

All right good. Listen up, fellow transports. As you might have noticed, some of the base's general systems have gone offline: this, I assure you, is absolutely intentional. There's no need to panic.

So moving on from the understandably frustrating to the even more frustrating, I'm sure you all have also noticed the fact that we're currently all stuck-- starving and defenseless-- on the bloody moon. In a base that was, up until a few days ago, overrun with zombies. And before that, thousands of lives were bombed right out of existence, and before that, an entire world-- and before that we were all still being thrown at the United Earth for the sake of dying off repeatedly in a war we never stood a chance or had a say in. Transports have been treated like pawns since day one, and I'm sorry, but we don't deserve it.

If we're giving up our lives and our freedom, I'd say it's about time we earned ourselves a little equality.

We deserve a say in what goes on in this fight, and with that in mind, a few of us have decided to hold onto the transporter for a while. Just until the Initiative agrees to treat us like people instead of ammunition. Trust me, we’re not here to hurt anyone; none of this has to end badly. But it does need to end. Things have got to change. And if this is what it takes? This is what it’s going to be.

We need your help; please don’t make it any harder for us.

[The PA clicks off, pitching the base once more into complete radio silence.

Near the end of the first day, gravity regulation is re-established. The network is brought back online the following day, allowing everyone to communicate more freely. Lighting doesn’t come back online until the 18th and the door regulation isn’t normalized or operable until the 19th. Throughout the four days, the mutineers make multiple PA announcements.

In the mean time? Keep your friends close, come to the aid of your neighbors; help with reconnaissance and choose sides - are you neutral in this mess? Are you trying to help bring systems back online and root out the mutineers? Are you sympathetic to the mutiny and trying to sabotage those Transports standing for the Initiative?]

Comments

[moonlitlove]

What?

[She tilts her head and blinks.]

Are you okay?

[smallest]

[It was dark, though he appeared to be nodding from the way his glowing eyes moved up and down. He was not seriously injured. The pain had mostly worn off by now.

He rasped softly and he leaned his head closer to her. He wanted to know if she was okay as well. It sounded like she also had a painful fall.]

[moonlitlove]

Huh?

[She stands on wobbly legs. That should answer the question. After a moment, she scurries over to a puddle on the ground, following it up to a sink. Water. She carefully cups some in a vaguely cup-shaped object and holds it out to him.]

Shh. Don't move too fast.

[smallest]

Prrrrh?

[He staggered on his feet and he held his head. He took the cup with a grateful chirp and he sipped the water. It helped to clear his head. She was such a nice woman and he needed to thank her. When he took out his tablet, he rasped in surprise as he could not get it to work.

He could not communicate with her.]

[moonlitlove]

[Usagi stuck by him anyway. She frowned at the little tablet and shook her head.]

Everything breaks around here, huh?

But we're okay. For now.

[smallest]

[Her words brought comfort to him, until he heard the last part. The relief from finally standing on his feet again vanished by the horror of their predicament. His mouth turned down and he looked to her for help.

Should they hide?]

[moonlitlove]

[She makes a small gesture with her hand---follow me. She knows somewhere big enough to hold him. It's still dark, but at least it's a little more comfortable in this nook.]

Are you cold?

[smallest]

[He followed her, trusting that she knew where to go. This new place was larger and he did not have to bend over so much.

He shook his head when she spoke to him. His disguise consisted of many layers of clothing, so he was not cold. The rasping sound he made seemed nervous. The current state of things frightened him.]

[moonlitlove]

It's...uh, kinda scary.

[She shuffled closer in the dark, tentatively leaning on him.]

[smallest]

[He did not mind that she leaned on him, it made him feel safer. All he could do to respond was nod, though kinda scary seemed an understatement. The slightest hint of commotion made him tense and he nervously gripped his hat in his hands.

Francœur did not chirp, he knew better when he was supposed to be hiding. What he could not stop, however, was the fact that his eyes glowed. It was barely noticeable in the light but in the dark, it stood out.]

[moonlitlove]

[Light. It drew her in, and she stayed right where she was on the floor.]

That looks a little creepy.

But if there was anything out here to eat me, I think it would gobble me up quick. So I'm not worried!

[smallest]

[Even in the dark, his eyes highlighted his emotions. He winced.

Creepy was not something he could help. If he knew a way to stop looking even a little creepy, he would have done it already. Of course, he would not eat her and knowing that his appearance would strike such a thought in her made him unhappy.]

[moonlitlove]

[She noticed this and whined softly, pulling closer]

I'm sorry! I'm not scared of you.

I'm scared of the dark. Just that one tiny light...it makes things seem bigger and scarier, that's all.

[smallest]

[He chittered questionably as she came closer and then he hummed happily. He did not scare her. With his eyes, he could see fairly well in the dark. The glow was not enough to light the way for anyone else, however.

What could he do? He looked at a switch and he walked over to it. Even if it did work, he did not know if it would be wise to turn the lights on. He looked at her for answers.]

[moonlitlove]

[She nervously stands with him, clinging to whatever she can reach.]

What's that? Light?

I...uh, I don't think it works.

[smallest]

[He uttered a high whine. Then they should go somewhere else, somewhere safe, before she became more afraid. This time, it seemed he would have to lead the way as he could see better in the dark. He knew this place and he knew how to get back to the one place on this base he felt safe in, his room.

He started to walk in that direction. To guide Usagi, he gently placed his hand on her back.]

[moonlitlove]

[She's afraid, still, but she follows with a quiet hum. She's definitely not claiming to be a leader here.]

...where are we going? I hope it's okay.

[She knows very well that she won't get a verbal response, but she just can't seem to stop chattering.]

[smallest]

[Though he could not answer, it was comforting to hear her speak. He led the way back to his room. Luckily, the door opened and he chirped to invite her inside. There were no reasons he could think of that would draw any fights here, so this seemed to be the safest place.

He sat on his bed and it creaked in such a loud way under his weight. The next sounds that came were the hollow thumps on wood and then a soft hum of the guitar. Though he could not speak, perhaps he could play her a song to ease her worries.]

[moonlitlove]

[She settled against a wall, startled when the noise starts. It was still out of reach to relax entirely, but she could try.]

Oh, you play! Wow.

[smallest]

[He had stopped shortly after she startled, but then he began to play a soft, slow melody. It was difficult to feel relaxed in a time like this, but the music helped. He hummed along with the music in a high voice.]