Mission: Looting Temples for Fun and for Profit [CLOSED]

[killthepast]

who: Prometheus Salvaging Team (Kylo Ren, Roy Harper, Valkyrie) and hired contractors (Tony Stark 1610 and Tieria Erde)
what: Looting a temple for a precious artifact nbd
when: Early May
where: Beyond the wall, on the outskirts of the Abandoned City.
warnings: Likely nothing worse than run-of-the-mill sci-fi violence!

Welcome to the temple looting mission! Here's the rundown:

1. Pre-mission mingle: Drinking at some bar, on Prometheus's dime, a couple nights before the mission proper. Hey, it's a team building exercise! This can play out like a regular mingle. (OPTIONAL)
   
   
2. Temple adventures: Everything that happens from reaching the temple to finding the chamber that holds the artifact. You've got a lot of freedom to play this out however you'd like.
   
   
3. Obtaining the treasure: Wherein our mercenaries face the final obstacle to get their hands on the treasure. The treasure in question is a glowing orb called the "Heart of Merra." It's hanging from some tendrils in some creepy chamber. In reality, it is absolutely attached to some kind of giant monster that's a cross between an angler fish and a sarlacc. Fun fact, the temple was built on top of/around this slumbering giant. Guess what's going to wake it up. (This is the thread that will officially satisfy the terms of the mission.)
   
   
4. Shit hits the fan: Everything that happens after obtaining the artifact. Snatching the "Heart of Merra" will trigger two events: 1) everybody in the immediate area becomes infected with the emotions/mood/feelings/etc of whoever's holding the artifact, and 2) the subterranean beast will awaken and start to cause a ruckus. When the creature awakens, the ground will shake, tentacles will start lashing out from the ground and the walls, and there's the threat of everything coming down on the group. They'll have to run away or kill the beast-- either way, gotta get out in one piece, with the artifact in-hand. This top-level can include: awakening the beast, becoming infected with each other's emotions, outrunning (or killing) the beast, escaping the temple, etc.

Mission Gameplay: We're going to play this fast and loose and flexible! Start your own threads under the top-levels, for group or one-on-one interactions. You can assume characters are off to the side, or temporarily split up, or facing their own personal obstacles during the temple exploration. The only thread where every character likely needs to be present at once is when they obtain the treasure.

No posting order necessary for any of the threads. Just go at your pace!

Temple Tricks & Traps: So, what are we dealing with once we're inside the temple? Whatever you want-- within reason. There's your standard "fight the critters" and "evade booby traps" options, as well as mental effects and trickery. Since feeeeelings and empathy and unity are the main themes of the temple and the artifact, a lot of the temple's defenses should be based on that. Facing your inner demons and each others', echoes/manifestations of the past, shared hallucinations, etc.

Note: Because of this, psychic type characters will be able to feel low waves of psychic energy in and around the temple, growing stronger the further into the temple they venture.

References: Once they reach the site (source), it looks like a ruined temple that's been thoroughly picked over by looters over the years. However, Prometheus intel found the hidden entrance to the true temple, which will lead them underground.

• Going in
  
• Venturing deeper
  
• The deeper you go, the creepier it gets
  
• #aesthetics
  
• more #aesthetics
  
• Critter example. Large, aggressive bugs, reptiles, and amphibians (like the smaller cousins of the ones encountered in the floods) may also make an appearance.
  
• Basic idea for the boss monster. Just. Assume there's an anglerfish dangle on it, too.

Comments

[shootsoff]

[Roy laughs at that, shaking his head and gesturing at the bartender to give him another drink - he sniffs it before sipping it, too, making sure it's clean before he takes a sip and watches Valkyrie swig from her bottle of beer. Tries to ignore the smell of it on her breath and from the bottle itself, the temptation that brings on.]

It always starts that way. I'm not here to lecture you, though. I'm here to watch my team's back while they get wasted.

[Winking at her, he grins a bit, leaning on the bar.]

And to figure you guys out. So, tell me a bit about yourself? All I know about you is they call you Valkyrie.

[trashvalkyrie]

Fair enough. Won't complain about an extra set of eyes.

[She rolls her shoulders in a shrug when asked to talk about herself, and the namedrop earns him a bit of a grimace around the mouth of her bottle.]

—Just Val is fine. I'm Asgardian, I'm older than most people here, I like to fight and fly and drink...I'm much more fun than Ren, I promise you that much.

[shootsoff]

[It's not unexpected - no one who's out for a night on the town ever really minds someone watching their back and, more importantly, being the designated driver. It's a thankless job that's best for someone securely on the wagon to be filling.

Not that he's feeling all that securely on the wagon lately. In fact, he's trying to ignore the fact that he can smell whatever she's drinking on her breath, and it's almost intoxicating. God, he misses being intoxicated.

Brushing that thought away, he raises his brows a bit at that.]

Val. Nice to meet you. Properly, anyway, like, with words instead of mooning over you across a room or whatever. I'm Roy, by the way. Roy Harper. Some people call me Arsenal.

[He's sure as heck not going to push if she doesn't want to talk about the Valkyrie thing, no matter how badass it sounds.]

Asgardian? And, haha, wow, yeah I can tell you're more fun than Ren already.

[trashvalkyrie]

[She arches an eyebrow at him, and there's a smile playing around the corners of her mouth as she considers him.]

You were mooning over me, Roy? That's very candid of you.

[She leans back in her seat, setting her now-empty bottle on the nearby table.]

To be fair, it's not exactly a high bar.

[shootsoff]

[Roy laughs, an abrupt little snort at his own expense, shaking his head.]

Can't help it, I see a gorgeous girl, I'm gonna moon. It's in my genes.

[Smirking a bit, he raises both brows, grinning at her. He's always been honest, and has very little shame, so this is pretty standard. Whoops.]

Point.

[He accentuates this with finger guns and a wink. Sorry not sorry.]

[trashvalkyrie]

[Val's not one to find excessive flattery especially endearing, but Roy is being candid enough that she doesn't mind it, for once. She drags her eyes away from him only to motion to the bartender for another beer, and another coke for him.]

It's in your genes? So your dad was a flirt, too?

[shootsoff]

[The funny thing? It's not really excessive flattery. It's totally honest, and it's 100% how Roy flirts on the regular. He just doesn't believe in not saying what's on his mind. Always ready to broach the tough topics, this guy.]

Wha-?

[Blinking, he snorts again, shaking his head and taking the coke, lifting it in a little cheers motion before taking a sip.]

Not what I meant, really. More that I've just always been this way, you know? Gets me in trouble.

[trashvalkyrie]

Trouble. That's something I can relate to. Unfortunately...or fortunately, depending on who you are.

[She lifts her bottle toward him, returning his salute, and downs more of her drink.]

I guess the question remains, then. You looking for some trouble before this mission starts?

[shootsoff]

Hah. I definitely feel you there, Val.

[A rough little laugh, and sips at his coke again, eyes on her as she asks if he's looking for trouble before this mission starts.]

Depends on what kind of trouble you mean, because...there's a lot of types of trouble. Some good. Some bad. You know?

[And a wink. Sorry not sorry.]

[trashvalkyrie]

[Her lips curl into a confident smile, and she nods knowingly at Roy as she leans back in her seat, arms wrapped around the chairback.]

I know. Don't worry. I meant the good kind of trouble.

[shootsoff]

[Oh...well, that's super promising. Roy can't help the slightly crooked perk of his lips, his head tilting to the side as he grins at her, ginger strands of hair falling against his cheek.]

I like the good kind of trouble. My favourite.

[Licking his lips, he leans in, green eyes on her face.]

You wanna get in trouble with me?

[trashvalkyrie]

[Val's eyes flicker down to Roy's mouth for a moment, and then back up to his eyes, which she can't help but notice are very green. She downs the last of her drink and leans in to place a soft kiss on those lips, brief but full of plenty of promise. When she pulls back, her own eyes are alight with mischief.]

Let's go.

[shootsoff]

[Oh. Hello.

And here he'd thought they were just flirting. Okay. He's totally okay with this. More than okay, actually. When she leans in to kiss him, he kisses back, follows her a little when she pulls back, and grins when she looks at him with mischief in his eyes.

It's always warrior women. Every time.]

As you wish.

[Exhaling, he reaches out, brushes fingers against her arm, an experimental touch to see whether she likes it or if she's going to kick his ass. And honestly, he's fine with either option.]