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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2018-08-16 10:09 pm

exploration mingle: branching out

who: everyone in Riverview!
what: exploration mingle: branching out
when: August 15 - October 15
where: the quarantine, the delta, the jungle, and the forest
warnings: threads may contain violence, body horror, and discussion of injuries and illness; please put any necessary warnings in the subject lines

branching out

One of the major and most highly-valued cultural concepts in Riverview is that of exploration, expansion. Especially now that, with the recent influx of new arrivals, as the portal kicks into high gear for reasons not entirely known, the Inhabited City, already comfortably full, is rapidly becoming overpopulated. With all the refugees from other worlds pouring in from day to day, the city's safe space and resources are being taxed to their breaking point.

Right now, exploration and expansion is key, and the government is really focusing on exploration objectives, in order to unite citizens in expanding, securing, and supplying the city for everyone's benefit.


the story so far

Exploration & Expansion Progress ReportPlotting & QuestionsReward SubmissionsFirst Teams

It's normal to see drop-ships hovering in the sky over the Quarantine, of course, since the city is not self-sufficient just yet, and receives regular shipments of supplies, technology, merchandise, food, books, movies, and all sorts of other things from the Capital World. However, the number of drop-ships coming down has recently started to triple in frequency.

On August 10th, an announcement started being run on the Quarantine's networks, television stations, and on digital display boards throughout the city explaining the situation - Mayor Dichard explained in an official mayoral address that the Quarantine is in the process of taking in refugees from a planet in the solar system which recently became uninhabitable due to a massive natural disaster. Hundreds of people are flooding the city, and many of them are wounded, sick, or otherwise in acute distress.

How is a city already stretched to the limit for population capacity going to handle all these new arrivals...?



how it works

ADDITIONAL OOC INFO: The refugee aliens are called the Frysh; they are humanoid mammalian and have a similar internal physiology to humans, however, they look somewhat insectoid, with mandibles, slightly shiny skin that is smoother and harder to the touch than human skin, and delicate wings that aren't capable of carrying the weight of the body (they cannot fly). Their skin ranges from pale to dark gray, and they have mottled or spotted/freckled markings in a wide variety of warm earth tones on their faces, necks, backs, and the outside of the thighs; their blood is dark rusty brown and slightly more viscous than human blood; eye colors are very widely varied. Average height is 6 feet, and doesn't vary based on sex (the species has male/female/neutral). The aging process is similar to that of humans, and refugees come in all ages. The species is very high-tech, but the tech is mostly related to entertainment rather than weaponry, medical, etc. as the planet the species lived on was quite utopian and basic needs were always taken care of by tech that was left on the planet when it was destroyed.

Phases: Each prompt is a different phase of the operation. Characters may partake in whichever part of the operation they choose, whether it is a large and prominent part, or a more of a backseat or support role. Characters may participate in as many phases as they wish.

Completion: When the next exploration mingle goes up, the mission featured on this exploration mingle will be considered complete, and game canon, providing the entry has 200+ comments on it.

Thread Rewards: For this mingle, I have created five different items as rewards - two for the first prompt, and three for the remaining three. Any character participating in a completed thread with at least one other character, for any phase prompt by October 15 will be able to pick a keyword corresponding to one of these rewards when they submit the thread at the link above. Every character participating in a completed thread will be eligible to receive an item. Completed threads must take place on this entry.
ETA August 20th: New characters who complete a thread on August's Test Drive meme with the Tent City prompt, and who are accepted into the game are also eligible for a thread reward for Phase I only.

Entry Reward: The reward for completion of this month's exploration objective will be expansion of the City, a more reliable electrical and power grid, and some new setting features as the Inhabited City grows in size.


phase i: tent cities

Unfortunately, this influx of refugees is going to be causing a serious overpopulation problem - for now, since it is summer, the new arrivals will be housed in makeshift tent cities set up in Riverview Central Park as well as other smaller parks around the city, any spare empty lots, along the banks of the river, and in a few of the sports fields. The resources of the city are going to be taxed to their limit, and while the Capital World will be contributing funds and helping to get together building supplies, Riverview's intrepid citizens are going to have to find ways to supply more space to build shelters for the refugees, and more power to supply the electrical grid in the city.

However, it's not just the explorers that are able to help out with this particular problem. Any citizen who wishes is more than welcome to attend the tent cities where makeshift field hospitals have been set up with as many medical amenities as possible. While serious and life-threatening injuries or illnesses are taken to the Riverview Hospital, people who need first aid or more minor or moderate tending can attend the field hospitals and recover in their temporary homes. Volunteers are requested to help with many different tasks - medical staff to help heal the injured and ill, anyone capable to cook and serve at soup kitchens, members of the Perimeter Guard, police, or other capable fighters to secure the tent cities and make sure there's no violence or theft happening, and drivers and laborers to help bring supplies from the drop-ships and other parts of the city to keep the tent cities supplied. Of course, there are going to be a lot of other jobs that come up on the fly, so everyone is welcome.


phase ii: the delta

With fall rapidly approaching, and with it the colder weather, it's urgent that housing is set up for these new arrivals, and with new housing comes a need for more electricity. The electrical grid is already stretched to its limits with the current population in the city, and is essentially being held together with duct tape and hope - with all these new arrivals and their needs, there's no way the current grid can handle it.

Thankfully, during a recent exploratory fly-over, an electrical installation set in one of the massive waterfalls near the edge of the Abandoned City was noted. While at the time it seemed too far away from established civilization to risk a large expedition, things have changed with the new influx of refugees, and the installation seems like the best hope to bring more energy into the city. Characters who participate in Phase II will be taking watercraft down the river to the delta just above the waterfalls, finding the installation, and checking to see if it can be restored to functionality so the power it generates from the waterfall can be used in the city.

The dangers faced by people taking on Phase II will be primarily related to the long trek needed to get to the installation, down the river - a relatively straight-forward, old fashioned adventurous exploration mission. While using watercraft will help speed up the process, the river is heavily populated by monsters and predators who have flourished in the absence of civilization. Expect mutated piranhas, crocodiles, carnivorous fish, and just about anything else that lives in or near a river to try to take a swipe at the teams making their way to the installation. Once inside the installation, there will be the hazards associated with a damp building that hasn't been used by people in over a decade - it's in poor repair, will have structural damage, and the likely-malfunctioning tech means that electricity and water are almost guaranteed to meet at some point. This prompt would be well-suited to engineers, skilled laborers/construction workers, and fighters; people who can fix the damage to the installation and those who can protect everyone along the way.

For any thread completed under this prompt, whether or not characters made it to the delta, all participating characters will receive rewards.


phase iii: the jungle

The second line of exploration will be into the jungle north of the city, where fly-overs have located a series of skyscrapers and flat ground, overgrown with plant life and obviously left empty since quite a while before the Abandoned City was left behind. Despite being long abandoned, however, the buildings and land seem to be pretty well-preserved and would be usable with a bit of work and maybe a touch of magic. With the flat area cleared out, it would make a perfect helipad for transport and with a temporary fence that could be easily built up after the area is cleared, this could be the start of a smaller city that could eventually be connected by transit or cleared land and fences with the Quarantine proper! Adding this extra space would easily house all the refugees and some of the excess population from the Quarantine, which would be a major advantage for everyone in the city.The government wastes no time in dispatching teams from the Perimeter Guard and welcoming the inclusion of regular citizens with a taste for exploration, to head out into the jungle and see whether this could be a viable solution.

But why would what looks like such an easy area to inhabit have been left alone and outside city walls for so long?

Well, exploratory teams will soon find out - as they make their way through the jungle toward the buildings, characters will start to notice that the animals and monsters in the jungle are getting increasingly...strange. Rather than otherworldly creatures that still make sense, they look like weird, mutated combinations of animals, a mashup of teeth and eyes and fur and scales and claws that don't belong together. As the teams move further, they'll start to notice that some of these creatures are taking on plant-like qualities as well, vines winding into flesh and extending like tentacled appendages from monsters that are increasingly larger and more misshapen. After a point, they're almost incomprehensible blobs of melded flesh and plant life that can't move, can only sit and snap or swipe or grasp for prey.

It isn't just the monsters either. The trip out to the skyscrapers will take at least four days on foot for the fastest and fittest people in the Quarantine, and going by foot is the only way to get there, considering there's no cleared space large enough to land craft, and due to the unknown nature of the area around the skyscrapers, magic is not to be used to travel there. Day One of the trip will be pretty normal, aside from the surroundings starting to get weird, but on Day Two, characters will start to feel and see changes. Whether they're taking on physical traits of other members of their teams, or the creatures and plants around them, they will start to subtly change, whether it's eye or hair color, scales or claws or even superpowers or abilities, they'll start to 'trade' traits with people and creatures around them. On Day Three, it gets significantly worse, with characters starting to meld together with animals and plants around them, becoming more and more amalgamated with the world around them, whether it's vines under their skin or growing a tail, or any combination. By Day Four, characters will be experiencing intense changes to the very fabric of themselves, their physical bodies morphing and twisting into things that are completely alien while their minds stay mostly the same.

The level of transformation experienced and the amount of physical pain and damage that the transformation causes to individual characters is up to player discretion, and characters that feel unable to handle the effects of the jungle route are more than welcome to turn back whenever they want. However, if any teams make it to the skyscrapers they will find that the buildings are inhabitable and the area would be easily cordoned off with fences, though the buildings are covered with mosses, fungi, and leafy herbs that seem unaffected by the mutations. Teams will find that as they turn back toward the city, the effects wear off as they leave the area, in exact reverse to how they appeared.

For any thread completed under this prompt, whether or not characters made it to the skyscrapers, all participating characters will receive rewards. The first team that makes it to the skyscrapers, collects samples of the fungi and moss, and makes it back to the city should respond in this thread to receive the "solution" to what is happening in the area and how the area can become inhabitable.


phase iv: the forest

The jungle isn't the only option for new areas to inhabit. The same fly-over expedition covered the deciduous forest to the south of the Quarantine, and discovered a sprawling, walled compound, overgrown with thick, lush vegetation. The compound seems to have its own water sources, an orchard, garden areas, and places to keep farm animals, as well as ample space where wild game can roam - just about any herbivorous creature you can imagine seems to have found a home here.

The most important part? Despite looking like plain old tall, thick stone walls that could easily be stomped down by some of the bigger predators in the woods, they are obviously doing their job. There isn't a single break in the walls and despite being in ill repair, the whole area looks pretty safe. On top of that, it's big enough to house the refugees and then some in relative comfort and self-sufficiency, enough that they could easily survive long enough to build a safe method of transport out to the compound so residents there could access the city with ease.

Just like the jungle skyscrapers, though, one wonders why no one is living there anymore. Unlike the jungle, however, the day-long trip out to the compound is relatively uneventful. Besides the usual predators in the area, there's nothing untoward, no unspeakable horror like what's going on in the jungle. At least, not until the team makes their way to the compound and opens the heavy gate to let themselves inside. Once they're there and exploring to make sure the area is safe to inhabit (a task that will take at least four days considering the amount of ground covered by the compound) is when strange things start happening.

It starts on Day One, with team members noticing strange apparitions out of the corners of their eyes. Like ghosts, they flit in and out of peripheral vision, make the sound of footsteps behind the person on night watch, touch an explorer's shoulder from behind when they're not looking, and immediately disappear when looked at directly. On Day Two, the apparitions will start to stick around longer, and look familiar, with explorers seeing things that trigger bad feelings, like fear or anger or grief. By Day Three the apparitions will be an almost constant presence, hovering around, visible to everyone, exposing the worst of every member of the team - images of dead loved ones, the scent of perfume or death, the sounds of an explorer's most guilty memory, all of it is there, ready to expose their darkest secrets to everyone around them. On Day Four, the apparitions will start to become more than that, physically attacking characters, enticing them blindly into dangerous places, and otherwise trying to kill them.

The types of apparitions experienced and the amount of exposure of dark secrets is up to player discretion, and characters who are unable to handle the events unfolding are more than welcome to leave and go back to the city. Teams that remain in the compound and explore for the full four days will eventually find a building near the center of the compound, with heavily riveted metal doors that have the words "Central Hub" spray paint stenciled on them and complicated electronic deadbolt locks.

For any thread completed under this prompt, whether or not characters made it to the Central Hub, all participating characters will receive rewards. The first team that makes it to the Central Hub and gets the doors open (in whatever way possible) should respond in this thread to receive the "solution" to what is happening in the area and how the area can become inhabitable.


phase v: wildcard

Have an idea for a mission-adjacent plot, or want to make up an unexpected plot twist or problem and solve it with your character? Just write up a starter, and don't forget to give yourself credit by submitting it for the Progress Report.



visual inspiration


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Credit: image i: Daniel Gstir; image ii: Steven Cormann; image iii: Tom Nemeth


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Phase IV. Closed to Richard

[personal profile] 11calls 2018-09-10 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Of course it's a forest. With them it always had to be a forest, didn't it? Wouldn't be good old PNWS without some sort of creepy forest, cabin and some kind of demon or ghost or alien thing going on. But Alex had been assigned to go out and see what was really in the woods, so she was going to do it of course. There was no way she wasn't. Of course there was also no way that Alex was going to end up doing it alone which she knew when she went home and told Richard about it. Of course he was coming too.

Alex was an avid hiker, that much was certain, and she'd camped out more than a few times before the woods had officially become Tanis country, and just like how Nic didn't want to get involved with demons, that wasn't something that she wanted to deal with. After all, Nic disappearing for five days (why was it always five days, seriously?) had been plenty and Alex didn't want Scifi cabins or aliens to get mixed up with the demon stuff that she already had going on. Even if her partner would tell her that it's all in her head.

The first day of the hike wasn't great for Alex. After all, she'd already had her share of seeing things out of the corner of her eye and thinking that she was hearing something she wasn't. All of those things were just a part of being sleep deprived and Alex knew it. So, even though her gut was telling her not to ignore it (and more seriously to get the hell out of here) Alex didn't mention it, even if her attention had been caught by them and her startle reflex was most assuredly on edge. That night, she didn't sleep much, she couldn't, not with the way that the anxiety and ambient sounds of the wood mixed with the shadows to make them impossibly tall. An idea she was doing everything in her power to tramp down.

The second day was much slower, and Alex was far more shaky than she had been the first day. She tried to hike with her head down and ignore everything that was happening around her. She's exhausted and she's scared and she's trying very hard not to be the worst version of herself that she was last year when she did stupid things like record Richard and just generally be... not good. She's walking with Richard and he's holding onto her tightly, but her mouth keeps moving into a silent not quite prayer as she ignores the flashes of Tall Pauls in her vision, but it's the Helevation that almost makes her stop a few times, because she can hear the awful sound that it makes. Her one concession to doing her job is the white-fisted grip that she's holding on her recorder, capturing the sounds around her, or so she hopes at least. But when she goes to listen and to look, there's nothing there.

The night between the second day and the third, Alex doesn't even pretend to try and sleep. She can't. She's too frightened and too aching in her heart to do it. Instead, she's just grimly ready to keep going, to keep finding some sort of proof of what it is that they're doing here, something that Richard can explain or not explain in one way or another. But the third day, Alex is walking when she sees it, there and staring out of the brush at her. Having a name for the demon didn't make it any less scary, especially when it was standing in front of her.

Especially when it's name was tied to the whole prophecy from the Horn of Tiamat.

Her grip on Richard's hand had already probably been almost painful, but now it was two handed as she attempted to pull him behind her. Pulling him behind her and trying to scramble back away from the thing meant that Alex fell, ripping his hand from hers. Even on the ground she tried to move back on her elbows and heels as it advanced. There weren't any coherent thoughts at the moment. Instead it was just one constant babbling stream of "oh god oh god oh god oh god." repeated over and over again.

But there was nowhere to go. The forest had been shadows since they'd started, but now the shadowy shapes grew, and Alex was able to see how they were hidden in the trees wit the gnarled forms of their hungry bodies. Cheryl had said that they looked excited, and they sure as hell looked excited now.
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[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-09-10 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
When Alex came home to proclaim that she was trecking off into the woods for a story, there was no hesitation in Richard's answer. He was going with. There was no room for questions, complaints, or argument in his statement; there was no way he was about to let her go trecking off into the woods by herself. Especially woods that were more dangerous than anywhere that they had already been (and she had been in Turkey with a murderer and escaped mental patient). Ghosts and phantoms of the mind were nothing compared to an animal that wanted to eat you.

The apparitions, impossibly tall and seemingly pulled from memories long ignored, were easy to pass without a thought. Richard knew the figures well, after all, and had grown accustomed to dismissing them as a trick of the shadows and light. And the disbelief was like an old friend come to greet him here in the woods. He was more concerned for Alex. She wasn't used to this sort of thing. The constant presence of things that couldn't be explained if you didn't try hard enough.

When she started to not sleep on the second day, he kept a close watch over her. He'd waited too long to address the issue back home and planned not to make the same mistake a second time. Of course, this also meant taking her hand during the day. While he knew it wouldn't send the apparitions away, it would at least lend her comfort. Which was all the more reason for him to ignore them. To give her a form of comfort that they really weren't there. Better to think you were too sleep deprived than to believe that they really existed.

As the second day turned to the third, the shadows, 'Tall Pauls' as they were called by those who saw them, seemed to grow in number. It was as if they were everywhere. Shadows of a world they had tried so much to forget and leave behind them while they were here. However, when the Helvetian appeared, dark and terrifying and directly in front of them, Alex tried to cover him, but fell back in fear. He stepped in, blocking the way between them and staring the demon down as if daring it to come any closer to her. Of course, to anyone else, it looked as if he saw nothing. He was good at pretending that something was nothing after all.

"Alex, are you alright?" His words were even, questioning even, and yet, his eyes never left the Helvetian. Staring the demon down as if daring it to try and get past him.
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[personal profile] 11calls 2018-09-12 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Richard," Alex's voice was a whimper of fear as she fought to try and get a handle on the emotion that was coursing through her body. Adrenaline spiked hot into her body, giving her the extra boost that it was supposed to do. The two months that she'd spent training with Elizabeth Bennet in the Shaolin way had done what it was supposed to help in a way. Oh, it hadn't made Alex's initial panic stop (and Alex wasn't at all certain that anything would. Ever. Bur it was giving her the ability to rise to her feet, even when she was shaking harder than she'd ever shook in her life, and that included when she'd woken up sweating and screaming from her nightmare.

More than anything, Alex wants to believe that it's just a figment of her own imagination, but Richard is standing there in direct eye contact with it, staring it down as only a man who refuses to believe in the things that he could see can. But there was no doubt in her mind that he's seeing what was there, even if he didn't say anything. Moving towards him, Alex grabbed his hand once more, her voice wavering a bit. "We have to get out of here," he knew what she could see, and she could see it too, as the demon's face started to stretch in her dream when Alex was worried that it was going to possess her. The fear was one that Alex had mostly gotten over, especially thanks to Richard's being there in bed with her, but this wasn't something that could easily brushed off.

The soft sound that was similar to a baby was almost physical, and Alex could feel it nipping at her heels almost. "We have to go, Richard. Please." There was a tiny begging whimper in her tone that she couldn't help. Especially after the creature in question started to softly call her name on the wind, and it sounded so familiar that Alex went white and wanted to slam her hands over her ears because of it. But the hissing was the worst part, because it almost felt like something that you could touch, and that could just hold onto fast.

"Alex," the thing hissed again. "We have missed you. You belong to us. Our chosen host.."

"No. Fuck off. I'd never have anything to do with you. I'm nothing to you." She was trying to keep her chin up, but there was a wavier in her voice anyway.

"He sees us," the thing hissed again and Alex looked to Richard.

"So what if he can. that doesn't mean a damn thing."
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[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-09-12 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
He could hear it, the whispers on the wind, the impossibly tall shadows coming ever closer, as if they'd just seen an old friend. And he could see the demon looming before him; yet his face kept it's stoic countenance, only offering a look of concern when Alex grabbed his hand.

"Go back to the Quarenteen, Alex." He wouldn't be going with her, wouldn't let it get past him to get to her, but he also knew that this, this demon wasn't real. There was no way for it to be because this demon was a creation of their world. A creation of a fiction long ago that had somehow managed to keep crawling back to life. And there were only three people here that knew what it looked like or knew it's name.

But that didn't mean that it couldn't hurt her. And Richard wouldn't allow that.
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[personal profile] 11calls 2018-09-12 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
The two of them were three days away from the relative safety of the city and it's walls, and at this point Alex was never going to be leaving them again, thank you. She was pale, perhaps more pale than she'd been in most of the time that she's known him with the exception being when she'd been kidnapped. She was pale and she was shaking and the one thing that she was doing was not letting go of his hand, despite the order that he'd given her. Richard should know her bettet than that because Alex Reagan listened less well than the cat at their house and she certainly wasn't the sort of person who left someone that she loved facing something that was her fear.
"If you think I'm going off without you, you're crazy enough to need a flannel shirt." Alex's voice was a soft hiss, and she just held onto him all the more tightly for it. The wide fear in her eyes wasn't going away, but at least she was facing it on her feet for the moment, even if she was trembling all the way down into her core. Despite what she'd said, she still feels the need to ask him, one eye on him and the on the demon that has haunted her for so long. "You see it, right?" The tiniest of whispers, because she can raise her voice for yelling at him, but yelling at this was something else entirely.

"Allllleeexxxx," the thing said again, breathing the word of her name around her in a wind that she could swear she could feel. "Allllexxx Reagan, the reason that the world will end. Because you were selfish and could not walk away from, a man who you were not supposed to have feelings for."

"That's not true. It's not going to happen. We're not going to do that." But her voice is soft and uncertain, the fear giving a tremor to her words that she hates and wants to shake herself for.
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[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-09-12 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"There's nothing wrong with flannel." His comment is flat and dismissive of the thing in front of them. He refused to give it power the way he did when he was young. This was the fire and the demons on the wall. If you ignored it you wouldn't have the power to affect you.

The question hardly took him by surprise. Of course, she'd ask that. She'd always ask that. Instead of answering yes or no he simply brushed her further behind him. "There's probably some sort of hallucinogenic plant that grows this deep in the forest."

That was when the clapping started. Slow and methodical and, somehow, sarcastic.
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[personal profile] 11calls 2018-09-12 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't the flannel that was the issue, and they both knew it. Instead it was the time period of him in flannel and when he was at his worst (and Alex was at her worst as well, she couldn't deny that) but when he was driven mad by the conspiracy and Coralee and everything like that. It was the most out of control she'd ever seen him and they both knew it.

He could try and move her further behind him, but of course Alex was going to stand her ground next to him. There was no way that she wasn't going to do that. Being at the center of this with him met being at the center with him, side by side and facing down the thing that was her nightmares made flesh, and watching her with hungry eyes. Because whatever else, the Helvetian seemed to have eyes just for Alex, which was more than little terrifying.

The thing seemed to be laughing at her, and laughing at them as it repeated her name in that baby-crying way, but she couldn't help but look away from it and towards the sound of that sarcastic clapping. That couldn't be good. "We need to go, Richard," she whispered almost out of the side of her mouth. "We need to go!"
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[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-09-15 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
The tall Pauls he could ignore, the manifestation of the Helvation too; it was that clapping, the movements and sound seeming to contain a very specific resonance in his mind. For the first time since the demon's appearance, he turned to look directly in the direction of the sound.

It was at that moment that a very familiar and once dubbed 'sexy James Bond' casually strolled between two of the demons lurking in the shadows, still clapping.

"Richard, Alex." He looks at them both in turn. "I didn't expect to see you until Geneva. Yes, we know you're coming. We have something very special ready for you, us and our, friends." His smirk looks impossibly wide as he glances toward the Helvation. A not so subtle threat, or a promise. Richard finally began to back up, trying to move Alex with him. "That won't work Richard. We'll all still be here, waiting, in Geneva."

"Alex, go. I'll be right behind you." Richard's eyes were fixed on Warren, but he kept the Helvation in the corner of them.

Warren simply laughed. "Forcing another lover to abandon you, Richard? That's almost sad."

"Shut up." The words held more venom than Alex had probably heard in a while. "You're not even here." It was the first time that Richard addressed the hallucinations, and only Thomas Warren could make him do that. He didn't even bother to ask Alex if she saw him. Of course, she did. They were sharing hallucinations.
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[personal profile] 11calls 2018-09-16 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Alex was scared of Warren, of course because there was no way that she couldn't not be considering the amount of power that he yielded within their world, but the fear that she had for him had been tempered by things, not the least of which was the fact that the last time she had seen him, she had taunted him and told him in no few words to go fuck himself. Even in the face of his threats. But that was before the demon in her bedroom.

And that was before the Helvation was standing there in front of her. Dark eyes were kept on the looming and vibrating shadow of the hairy demon, even as Warren addressed her. Oh, it couldn't be Warren and Alex knew that it couldn't, but it sounded exactly like him, and made the same sort of panic deep in her stomach. Still, he was right about one thing, and that was something that he would always be right about.

"No. I'm not leaving you. Not ever." Her voice was firm, even with the sharpness of her fear inside of it. Her eyes left the Helvetian for a moment, looking to Richard's as he addressed Warren like that. She hadn't heard his voice like that since before their fight, if it had been even then.

But then the Helevatian was speaking to Alex once more, and it made her gasp. "She will leave in Geneva, Strand. She will die so you will open the door. Alex Reagan knows that she will die."
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[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-09-20 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
For a moment Richard's eyes shift to Alex when the Helvation mentions that she knows she's going to die. These are figments of their imagination, illusions speaking the words that they keep deep to themselves. It's why Warren is saying what he is now, it's why the Tall Pauls are creeping in as if they've been invited. It's why the Helvation is saying what it is now - because it really is what Alex believes.

Warren seems to take the opportunity to move closer. "Coralee was wonderful at her task you know, she took every last bit of hope out of you." Turning, he glances at Alex. "It's almost a shame we'll have to get rid of Alex, but then again, you're the one who brought her into all this."

This time Richard stepped forward, closer to the figment of the man he hated. His eyes were as hard as the first time Alex had seen them together, staring him down with a cold hatred. Moments like this, when the words the figment were saying were so real, seemed so much like what Warren would really say, really be planning, made it hard to remember that right now, he really was just a figment. What came out next was something he never wanted anyone else to see, not anymore. It was born of pure hated and anger. "Lay a hand on Alex Reagan and I'll destroy you." There was no question in his mind that he would. That he'd destroy the whole world to keep her safe. To Richard, there were very few things that mattered, and Alex was on the top of the list.
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[personal profile] 11calls 2018-09-21 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
“No I don’t.” The word was whispered to both herself and to Richard when he looked at her. She may have been pretty sure of it once and she knew it was a possibility now but she refused to accept it as a certainty. Honestly Alex Reagan didn’t believe in certainties or black and white anymore. Everything around them was shades of grey including whatever happened when they got there. Besides they had other things to worry about right now.

Other things and other threats and right now Thomas Warren felt more like a threat than anything else. Hearing Richard like that was as worrying as he probably knew it was or at least as much as he expected it to be and if there’s one thing that it’s easier for Alex to do it’s to focus on himself and his well-being than her own.

But she doesn’t say what she needs to say to warren. Instead Alex just says it him because these are her fears and those are his too. “You didn’t drag me into this, Richard. None of it. Eleven calls remember? Or twenty-three? I dragged myself in. This isn’t your fault!"

Despite Alex trying to ignore what's happening, they're not alone and their fears are still manifesting around them, and the harsh and sharp voice of the Helvation came through once more. "It's yours, Alex. He wouldn't be in such danger if you hadn't put him into it. Look what you do to him, Alex Reagan. Simon warned you and you didn't listen. You just take people, Alex and destroy them. Look what you've done to him. Look what you've done to Maddie Franks and so many others falling from the trail that you've blazed for your story..."
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[personal profile] nobasisinfact 2018-09-23 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
For the first time, Richard addressed the Helvation's words. "Maddie Franks made her own choice. All of them did." The words were just as much for Alex as they were to the Helvation. Maddie Franks and all the others, every single person who had died while they were looking into the black tapes had been because of their own choices. Some would have looked for clues to try to save the life that they thought they had forfeited, some would have continued ruining the lives of children by causing panic in their parents. No matter the words these figments were stating, Alex had certainly caused more help than harm.

Besides, she had helped him learn the truth about Coralee and be able to tell Charlie what had happened to her mother. It was something he would always be thankful for.

"Such cute sentiments, even though you know she doesn't feel the same. That it's your fault that she's taken on the burden of" Warren's voice drops as if he's chiding a baby, "So much death" Then it returns to normal, "because of you, because of that dogged obsession with finding a woman who abandoned you and your deal little girl." He lets out a puff of a laugh as if a thought that just occurred to him seemed funny. "It really is amusing, how malleable you are. How much those emotions you hide make you vulnerable and predictable."
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[personal profile] 11calls 2018-09-23 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
For Alex, there would be still some part of her that would never relinquish the blame for what happened. Not to Maddie Franks, not really because she was one of the people who was doing harm to kids, but for the fact that they'd not found the Hochmans despite the body of their housekeeper in her living room with walls that had too much blood on them. And Keith Dabbage with someone else wearing his face because of the Unsound, and whatever had happened to Amalia when she just came back wrong... Those things Alex would always blame herself for.

Especially Amalia.

Alex felt like she was having a hard time breathing right now, honestly though she couldn't say if it was fear or if it was the stench of all of the demons that were surrounding them. Demons and the scent of Warren's cologne that somehow smelled as freshly applied as it had during the day she'd met him and he'd stolen her glasses and wiped her phone.

It was easier for Alex to facedown Warren than the Helvetian, by miles and she was bolstered by the fact that she'd already done it before. It was also easier because these were Richard's fears and if there's one thing that Alex Reagan always attempted to do, it was allay his fears. "It's no one's fault but mine. God knows no one can control my actions, not Nic not Richard and not you. Emotions are good and you're just a stupid bastard who forgot how people worked."

And then with all of the force that her father had taught when she started high school and hadn't grown any more, Alex balled up her fist and punched Warren (or whatever the fuck he was) squarely in the nose.)

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III ▹ THE JUNGLE ( closed to keith )

[personal profile] alfa 2018-09-10 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Every other hour, Owen wonders why on Earth he's doing this. (He's not on Earth, yes he knows, never mind that.)

During a good portion of their trek, he thinks this is good. He's getting involved, helping people. He's doing something good with his time here. When the jungle's being an ass, surprising him with a whipping vine or a wild animal wanting to get more closely acquainted, he really wishes he'd sticked to his little corner in the middle of nowhere. Isolating himself doesn't always sound so bad.

Right now, it's one of the quieter and easier parts of their path, but Owen's still got something nagging at the back of his head. His hand moves to his side, idly rubbing over a spot where his skin has started to turn green. He doesn't know why— he hasn't told Keith either, not wanting to worry or scare him. It's not like he even feels anything (yet, anyway), and he was warned that the jungle out here could do weird things to his head. Maybe he's imagining it. ]


This is pretty cool. [ He says apropos of nothing, while they cross the jungle sitting atop a giant mechanic lion. Keith's at the front, obviously, which gives Owen a little more room to lean back a little, even while he still watches their surroundings for anything popping up out of nowhere. ] Kinda weird, but... cool.
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[personal profile] tempredmental 2018-09-10 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm?

[Keith hadn't noticed any changes, yet, but he was wearing his Paladin armor, so it wasn't exactly something he could just occasionally pull up his shirt to look at his stomach or something for that kind of thing.

He had finally managed to convince the Black Lion to come with him, since there was going to be two people, as long as they left Red with Shiro. It was easier to carry two people on the larger robot, and this mission would be a lot slower going on foot. The jungle was pretty thick, and hacking away at it with his bayard wasn't something Keith had really been looking forward to.

He was settled on Black's neck, the harness Cisco had made keeping him solidly in place just in case, and just in front of the large red wings. Owen could easily hold on to the wings to keep his balance if he needed to, having to sit just behind where they attached to the robot's shoulders and back.

Keith turned his head a bit to get a look at what Owen might be talking about.]


What's cool?
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[personal profile] alfa 2018-09-10 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Your lion.

[ He tilted a little to the side, smiling at Keith. It was difficult to find a comfortable position sometimes, but Owen had a feeling that was largely due to the fact that he just lacked practice. Keith seemed a lot more at ease, and he had the added advantage of having that harness to keep him in place.

Far be it from Owen to complain, though. This was definitely an advantage. ]


I think we might actually make the journey even faster like this. [ He placed his hands on the lion again, trying to forget about the green patch of skin underneath his shirt. ] How're you feeling, by the way?
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[personal profile] tempredmental 2018-09-12 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[His Lion... Keith managed a smile and shrugged a little, but he still felt a little bad. Sure, after the latest canisters, Black was technically paired with him now. But that left Red on her own, and Shiro without a Lion. And Shiro kind of needed it right now until he got used to not having his right arm.

So, until Lance showed up, and until Shiro felt okay on his own, Keith was mostly working with Red still. But, for this, with a partner, the large Lion had been easier.

He didn't mention it, though, and that was fine. Owen kept talking, so Keith focused on that.]


Oh, definitely. Having the Lions makes it easier to get through all the underbrush, too. [Otherwise, they'd be hacking at it with blades, and that would have taken ages.

But Owen's question struck him a little odd. Keith glanced back over his shoulder again.]


I guess so. I mean, I don't feel weird or anything. Why? Do you feel okay?
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[personal profile] alfa 2018-09-13 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ To be fair, they hadn't really gotten into a lot of the details, and hadn't shared that many personal details either. Under normal circumstances Owen might've been more prone to asking questions, but given their situation, and given they were on some crazy moon with people from all sorts of weird universes, a giant metal lion was almost commonplace. (Almost, maybe, to some people. Not to Owen. To him this was insane— in a good way.) ]

Yeah. Probably get caught on a trap somewhere.

[ Out here, he wouldn't rule it out. Not that Black could avoid all traps, but it did save them a lot of trouble, having the lion cut through the thickest areas of the jungle. ]

Hm? [ He glanced around for a second, distracted. ] Yeah, I... yeah. I'm good. We should probably start thinking about setting up camp.

[ He wanted to check their coordinates too, update their map and see how far away they were still. ]
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[personal profile] tempredmental 2018-09-19 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah... probably.

[Another good thing about the Lions... Keith was able to hook their packs on the Lion in a such a way that they didn't have to lug them through the jungle.

He brought up the scans he had of the area from Black's sensors on the holographic display that projected above his armor's wrist guard.]


It looks like there might be a clearing up ahead. Maybe we can find a decent enough place there to pitch a tent.
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[personal profile] alfa 2018-09-26 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Even if they managed to avoid traps and confrontations with wild animals altogether, they would still take much longer. They'd move slower for one, and secondly, Owen would be a lot more careful during their trek, checking for said traps and possible animals in their path. He wasn't by any means distracted or relaxed, of course, but running would be much easier with the Lion's aid.

He looked over Keith's shoulder, peeking curiously at the scans. ]


Yeah, sounds good to me. Just need to check there are no wild animals in the area.
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[personal profile] tempredmental 2018-09-27 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Keith shifted his position enough so that Owen could see the readout. There was a map showing terrain and other things that might be useful.]

Okay. We can check for lifesigns. The Black Lion can alert us if something approaches, too, once we get settled.
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[personal profile] alfa 2018-09-27 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I figured as much.

[ Comes in handy, when it's just the two of them. This way neither of them has to stay up and stand guard, and even if they don't manage to fall asleep, at the very least they can rest properly. ]

I can set up a few traps around us too, just to alert us if anything big gets too close. Think you can manage the tent on your own?
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[personal profile] tempredmental 2018-09-28 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
Alright, sounds good. I can handle the tent.

[So, once they were sure things were clear to start with Black's sensors, Keith started to unpack the tent. The traps would come in handy for anything that might show up later while they were resting.

Keith paused at some point while he was working and Owen was off with the traps to scratch a little at the burn on his face. It had been doing okay since he'd gotten that memory canister that aged him up, so he wasn't sure why it was itching him again now... He took a break, concerned at how annoying it actually was, and went to look for something to take a look at it with.

When Owen came back, he might notice that Keith's scar was looking a little greener than it had been when they first left.]
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[personal profile] alfa 2018-09-28 10:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Setting up the traps wasn't hard, but Owen wanted to make sure there were as many as possible around them. He tried to use branches and leaves from the jungle for the most part, hoping to avoid things that, if left behind or forgotten, wouldn't hurt the fauna once they were gone. He also left red markings on trees near to where he'd set up the traps, so he would know where they were the next morning.

Once he was satisfied with his work, he went back to their campsite. The tent was up by now, but Keith was sitting, facing mostly away from him, rummaging for something on his backpack, seemingly concerned. ]


Everything alright? [ As he walked around to face Keith, he saw the color on his scar, and he frowned, reaching for the hand touching the mark. ] Hold on. Stop.

[ He took a seat next to Keith, taking a closer look. ] Your scar. Do you feel anything? Does it hurt?
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[personal profile] tempredmental 2018-09-28 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Keith flinched when Owen grabbed his hand, but that was the most he reacted to it. It was still a little unnerving to him to have someone reach for that part of his face or something else that might be near it, but he was slowly getting to the point where he could suppress his natural reaction to pull away and protect it.]

What is it?

[He frowned.]

It's itching again... kind of stinging a bit, but nothing worse than it did before. I just... It's weird because it hasn't done that in a while.

[Not since it had finished healing.]

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