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Hivestuck
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PostPosted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 4:29 pm
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This tent is like a far larger version of the registration one. Now, however, there is a great deal less bustle than there was before. With all sites launched, the work has run out, and celebrations have begun. A few trolls waving glasses of celebratory fizzy drink wander through every now and then. The only monitor still lit up, illuminating the now silent tent, is the final launch status.

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See the page in the thread title for what's currently going on!
==> Start of celebrations


Directed out through the back of the small recruitment tent, you're pointed towards a larger, equally impermanent structure. As you enter the bigger tent, a troll presses a thick wad of travel coupons into one of your hands, and a small bag containing a regulation worksuit into the other. You're momentarily blinded by a flash of light, then are thrown a card on a lanyard, featuring a photo of your stunned face.

This tent is like a far larger version of the registration one, and just that much more hectic. Where the army presence in the smaller tent is calm and laid back, trolls here seem to be working at an almost feverish pitch, rushing back and forth with stacks of papers bundled under their arms. You're waved over to the far end of the tent, where large monitors sit, their wires and plugs trailing out of the back of the tent, updating in real time.

Two monitors are the primary focus of attention. One seems to be the current preparation percentage of each site, the other being the dates those sites need to be ready for.
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The final monitor is the map of each site. It seems that they're set just far apart that if you want to be able to put a full night's work in at any of them, you will have to limit yourself to visiting one site per night. You are assured that there are tents and portable recupricoons aplenty for volunteers at each and every site.

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OOC: The ground crew is responsible for preparing sites! Each site starts at 0 and requires 100 points to reach completion. Each day, players can earn up to 10 points towards the completion of a single site by either 1) rolling prompts that will be filled via solo RP, or 2) completing 300 words of roleplay with at least one other troll. GOING SOLO trolls can post their dailies in this thread, GROUPING UP trolls can either post in this thread or private threads. Trolls may switch to any site at any day, but may only work at one site per day.


Going Solo:
Each day you can roll as many prompts as you would like from the following table, and respond to the results accordingly! 50 words = 1 point. You may accumulate all 10 points at once from one roll, or split it up between multiple rolls if you wish. If you do not write enough to accumulate 10 points on one day, you may not carry over points on the next – 10 points per day is the hard cap. To begin, roll a D8 and check your results for your prompt. If you are affiliated with the Lightseekers or the Phoenix Initiative, roll on the appropriate table.

Additionally, there are bonuses depending on what percentage of readiness the site is at! If you are trained in a particular skill that is favored on a certain day, you will get double points per words. So, 50 words = 2 points.

Rebels: Byakko has made it fairly clear what your mission is: amass as many military supplies and resources as you can, and don't get caught while doing so. Using the network of undercover rebels, you are to smuggle goods out of the construction sites and back to the Initiative's closest safehouse. How much you collectively gather will directly impact the living conditions at Salamire.
To send stolen goods back to the rebel safehouse, divide your daily points by 2 and round down if necessary. Submit half of your points in the form at the safehouse thread, and the other half in the military daily work report at the bottom of this post.
From 0%-50% site completion, you collect raw material points.
From 51%-100% site completion, you collect technology points.
(ex. 1st stage of construction. 6 daily points/2 = 3. You send 3 raw material points to the safehouse, and 3 to the military.
ex. 4th stage of construction. 9 daily points/2 = 4.5, rounded down to 4. You send 4 technology points to the safehouse, and 5 to the military.)


If you are in the Phoenix Initiative, please roll on the pink prompt table.

Lightseekers: You have particular special tasks to complete! The continued social and environmental goals of the Lightseekers go hand in hand with this mission, and they have been working overtime to prepare for space travel. There’s no better time to start monitoring on-planet and atmospheric weather peculiarities with the possibility of satellites! The installation of special transmitters created by the space crew, using pre-Reginian technology is your primary goal. The greater reach across the planet, the more effective communications and data-gathering can be.

If you are working with the Lightseekers (no pressure either way, Panili reminds you), please roll on the orange prompt table.



From 0 to 25% completion: The fresh site! Trolls will need to set up planning for how the operation will take place. Academics and Tactics are favored
Lightseekers: You’re following along with the ground crew in their tasks, as well as planning your own technical details on the installation of the transmitters. The space crew and Panili go over the operation, and she hands you some permit badges that you can flash (“Um, not to supervisors, please! We’ll still get the blame if something goes wrong because we’re contractors and not technically a part of the military, so please be careful!”). Tactics and Determination are favored.
Phoenix Initiative: Blending in with the workers, your main focus is to do reconnaissance on materials available on site and their location. In the flurry of reorganization, it's not unheard of for things to be misplaced... Agility and Academics are favoured.

Prompt Table:
1: A military troll ropes you into helping them measure the quality of the soil in the area. It basically just involves you stabbing a giant metal rod into the ground over and over while they fiddle with a beeping display. Fun!
2: Needless to say, the excitement around the site has generated a lot of buzz. You and a number of other trolls are tasked with keeping on-lookers away from the perimeter and out from underneath the treads of oncoming equipment.
3: You and a team of others are tasked with clearing out a patch of trees. It takes a lot of elbow grease, some coordination, and a few minor injuries, but you manage to cut them down and dig out their stumps.
4: Tonight you get to drive a forklift! The act of moving palettes of steel beams from one end of the facility to the other is meant to be a slow, deliberate process, but the machine you're in has some serious torque.
5: You witness a lowblood being dragged out of their hive, kicking and screaming, by a squad of drones. Your crew then moves in to rig explosives inside their unfortunately placed home.
6: A giant boulder has you and your team stumped- you haven't been able to move it using any conventional methods. A military official comes to inspect. Sighing with mild annoyance, they indicate they'll sign off on some heavier equipment. As they walk away, you hear them mutter to themselves 'If only Bekuar still had all her marbles...'
7: You go to volunteer your help in any way possible, and somehow wind up mopping the load gaper block. Bummer.
8: There's a minor accident with the explosives- they had been set off prematurely, and a handful of trolls were caught in the blast. You rush to offer assistance.

Rebel Prompt Table:
1: Tagging along behind a supervisor, you volunteer to help them and a group of other trolls take stock of the supplies at the site. It's an opportune time to see what's laying around.
2: You help with mundane physical labour tonight, mixing with both military and volunteer trolls alike. It's not exciting, but it'll help round out your timetables and work logs later on.
3: After one of the demolition sites had been blown clean, you help return the leftover explosives. Some are labelled as duds and disposed of- you mislabel and sneak some working ones in there to nab later.
4: When no one is looking, you take the opportunity to change the delivery instructions on several crates of cargo. They will be picked up from the new location by another rebel operative.
5: Tonight you help several other rebels smuggle materials out of the facility, under the guide of throwing out large bins of waste. The good news is you made it out safely, but the bad news is you have to pick through garbage to retrieve your stolen goodies.
6: You witness a lowblood being dragged out of their hive, kicking and screaming, by a squad of drones. The crew you're blended in with then moves in to rig explosives inside their unfortunately placed home. You can risk grabbing something important-looking with the hopes of returning it to them one day.
7: You replace the label on several boxes of important materials as plastic wiring, marking each box inconspicuously with a piece of tape on a corner. They are sorted accordingly, and another Initiative member will grab the 'overstock' later.
8: Meeting at a rendezvous point, one of the other Initiative members slips you information on where they had prepared a 'delivery' for pick up. While you yourself are unable to move within that sector without looking out of place, you in turn pass of that information to another rebel working in that area.

Lightseekers Prompt Table:
1. You’re in charge of mapping the various “landmark obstacles” that will need to be removed from the site.
2. On analysis duty, you pore over charts and sheets detailing the geographic locations of the sites and their relative positions to the space docks.
3. You sit in on a meeting with ground crew supervisors and make meticulous notes (or, zone out).
4. You read the documentation that Shenso has very carefully created about the inner workings of the transmitters and proper installation techniques.
5. Boxing and unboxing! So many parts to ship! You are on “put these carefully in a box” crew. The joy!
6. Panili frets after an unfortunate chemical spill, and you take it upon yourself to volunteer for clean up crew.
7. You assist Malory and Loulah and the other ground crew members in determining the appropriate amount of explosives needed to detonate certain objects. Sounds fun, but is mostly math.
8. You set up systems to help relocated supplies after clearing forested areas - none of this is going to waste if you can help it!



From 26 to 50% completion: A lot of grunt work is required now to clear the area, with new trolls needing guidance. Strength and Leadership are favored
Lightseekers: Your goals are aligned with the construction of the site, so you’ll be helping clear the area. Instead of guiding new trolls, you’ll be coordinating with your teammates to work quickly and prepare your materials for construction. Strength and Leadership are favored
Phoenix Initiative: Much emphasis is now on physical labour, leaving you with a sea of bodies to blend in with and ample excuse to be carting around supplies. Strength and Troll Relations are favoured.

Prompt Table:
1: You show up for duty, and someone promptly thrusts a shovel at you. So, you dig. And dig. And dig. After what feels like endless hours of hard labour, you finish, and a supervisor comes over to inspect your section. "Sorry," they inform you in a very non-apologetic tone. "Slight miscalculation. It needs to be two feet deeper." And so you dig...
2: A bulldozer has broken down and it's fallen to you to help get it up and running again. Either through an understanding of mechanics, a good hard smack, or handing tools off to an engineer, you manage to get the thing running again.
3: The urge to add your handprint to a newly poured square of concrete is too much to suppress any longer. With a satisfying muddy slap, you add your print to the dozens of others. Yay!
4: It's no easy task preparing the giant spinning barrels of concrete, and takes a small group of trolls working together to fill the equipment. A rather unlucky troll takes a topple into the vat, and you spend the next hour pulling them out and chipping off concrete from their limbs.
5: You decide to take it upon yourself to serve icy cold lemonade to those working tirelessly on the site's base. After procuring a few jugs from the cafeteria, you cart around the site, handing them out. It's a win-win- they get refreshments, and you get a break!
6: As you dug, your shovel hits the telltale sounds of something metallic. With great curiosity, you unearth a small iron box. Inside? Coupons for a frozen milkbeast secretion place you know closed down sweeps ago.
7: You're tasked with helping prepare the foundation for the platform. It's a lot of digging, and a whole lot of hauling. At the end of the night you lose the ability to bend at the knees.
8: A gaggle of younger volunteers are gathered together around an orangeblood drawing something in freshly poured concrete. Upon closer inspection, you realize it's a crudely drawn bucket. The kids run off together, giggling immaturely.

Rebel Prompt Table:
1: When asked to help fill an order from the construction floor, you dutifully load the cart up as instructed. However, you also add a few extra boxes- considering the troll pushing the cart was also another rebel.
2: You join the digging efforts tonight. It's not exciting and there's not really much to do except actually dig, but it's important to cover your tracks and make sure your work logs look legitimate.
3: While two other rebels are working to move some pilfered goods through the back hallways, you're tasked with keeping guard. You keep a military troll out of their way using your conversational prowess.
4: A volunteer troll asks what you're doing moving a cartful of materials. You quickly respond with a smooth excuse about overstock, so materials were being rerouted. They seem convinced, and leave you be.
5: Bulldozers shovel piles of dirt which are then disposed of at a site outside of the military base. You take advantage of this, hiding materials among the giant dunes. Unfortunately, that involves even more digging later.
6: You really can't resist adding your handprint among the others! While completely 100% allowed and even encouraged, it still feels like a rebellious act.
7: Taking a well deserved break, you head to the cafeteria for some lunch. You overhear a discussion about the rerouting of a military truck stocked full of supplies. You take note of the information and pass it off to the rebels at the safehouses, hoping they could make use of it.
8: You help with raising a pillar, but either intentionally sabotage the equipment one of the trolls working with you, or make a mistake yourself. The pillar tips over, damaging itself and the newly set base. The resulting chaos and need for repairs opens up more opportunities to nab materials and smudge stock numbers.

Lightseekers Prompt Table:
1. You do some heavy lifting, assisting the ground crew and even making light conversation with them.
2. Last minute adjustments to the transmitters are required - you take a break from heavy labor to assist in making sure they’re calibrated.
3. You work with your teammates to swiftly dig out a patch of foundation - teamwork wins!
4. Due to an issue with a fallen pillar, you end up having to make repairs due to the negligence of another troll.
5. You gather some soil samples from the many piles of disposed dirt outside of the military base.
6. Disposing of materials means a lot of waste - you work overtime to ensure that you can recycle and prepare what you can for redistribution.
7. You manage to make yourself look more legitimate after questioning a suspicious troll about their use of materials.
8. Why the heck not? You put a handprint in some wet cement.



From 51 to 75% completion: Construction is now at a slow and steady pace. Endurance and Determination are favored
Lightseekers: Now is the primary opportunity to install transmitters! Failing this, your entire operation will fall apart. Agility and Covert Ops are favored
Phoenix Initiative: At this stage in the building process, raw materials have been put away and various technology and machinery is now ripe for the picking. Covert Ops and Endurance are favoured.

Prompt Table:
1: Your assistance is required screwing in bolts near the top of one of the mechanical arches. You're strapped into a safety harness- something you're most grateful for when you lose your footing and slip.
2: You and a group of small trolls waste most of the night trying to figure out how the blueprints you have match up with the section of archway you're working on. It's telling you to place wires were there's no panelling! A supervisor eventually comes around, and hands you the right blueprints, citing a mix up from 'those nerds'.
3: While oiling joints in one of the many metallic rods, you accidentally spill half of your cannister onto the workfloor. You then proceed to slip and fall, spreading the mess further. A custodian shows up, takes one look at the scene, then proceeds to hand you their mop before walking away.
4: You overhear two military trolls discussing how, somehow, a box of important and expensive wiring must have gotten misplaced. One smacks the other before they both notice you. It's awkward for everyone involved.
5: You spend the night aiding in the construction of scaffolding around the platform's docking station. Navigating the vertical labyrinth of platforms is harrowing, but view from up here is great.
6: A scheduling mishap occurs and suddenly everyone is placed on electrical duty. You and a few others are now in charge of directing trolls to their actual jobs before someone gets electrocuted.
7: You luck out, getting scheduled to operate a crane that helps lift and puzzle together the many pieces of launch equipment. It's stressful and tiring work, moving all those dangerously massive hunks of metal, but it's also very rewarding!
8: The troll operating the crane above you nearly gets you killed. They lose control of the momentum the giant metal rod it lifted swung with, and it swooshes dangerously close to your head before you can bolt out of there. You swear you felt it brush against your helmet.

Rebel Prompt Table:
1: You are instructed to drag out bins of construction waste outside. You do so, and end up dumpster diving to look for anything salvageable. Oddly enough, it looks like some of the other dumpsters have already been picked through.
2: It's dull work, but you spend the night cutting off the top of cans of various drinks and dumping them. The cans are then used as transport containers to smuggle small goods out.
3: You help sort the contents of several crates of various metallic fasteners and bolts, 'accidentally' throwing out some the smaller bags they're contained in along with the garbage from shipping. Another rebel will take it from here.
4: One of the ground crew trolls is suspicious about some of the recorded supply numbers. You offer to help them get to the bottom of it, averting suspicion away from yourself and other rebels.
5: You spent the night assisting others with wiring detail. As you mess up and slightly electrocute yourself, you remind yourself that it's for the official work logs.
6: A very dizzied looking military troll is handing out small local communications devices to those working high off the ground. You follow them for awhile, and manage to sneak several off their cart before slipping away.
7: Heading to one of the drop spots, you obtain a healthy collection of shiny metal looking things another rebel has left for transport. You then repack those sealed materials into emptied drink cans, and return them to where you found them.
8: One of the trolls you've been working with today won't stop staring at you. It's starting to make you a bit anxious, so you decide to casually address it. They laugh it off, embarrassed, and tell you that you have something stuck in your teeth. You do.

Lightseekers Prompt Table:
1.An un-affiliated member of the ground crew asks what you’re doing, and you’ve got to weasel your way out of being caught with your 1) comeback 2) badge flashing 3) explanation 4) various scientific jargon.
2. You notice one of the transmitters is making a funny noise when you shake it, so you go to get it fixed. You help replace the pretty pink power core – tingly! Back to work.
3. The actual installing of the transmitters takes quite some time and is very delicate. You’ve got to be nimble to clean and prep the machinery so as to not ruin anything.
4. A minor emergency causes all of you to stop what you’re doing and assist in sudden recalibration and fixing of the site.
5. Sideways glances from the ground crew means that you have to retreat and try to install your tech later.
6. Electrical wiring needs to be established; you ensure that nothing is amiss with your own work and that you don’t accidentally sabotage the space tower operation.
7. You’re tasked with hanging around the transmitters until they’re fully installed and covered with subtle hatches. If someone messes with these, that’s bad news.
8.There are too many hands on transmitter installing, so you get the chance to operate a crane!


From 76% to 100% completion: As the site finishes completion, trolls need to begin preparing for the arrival of the platforms and the accompanying media. Troll Relations is favored
Lightseekers: The calibrations of the transmitters are extremely important. As construction is wrapped up, ensuring that data collection is on point is paramount. You’re working up to the wire on finishing touches. Academics is favored
Phoenix Initiative: As the construction itself wraps up, inventory is once again taken and leftover supplies are split up and sent to incomplete sites. It's a prime opportunity to falsify information and divert goods to the safehouse. Paperwork also needs to be completed and look inconspicuous. Tactics is favoured.

Prompt Table:
1: You help guide the machine towing the platform using brightly glowing sticks. You wave them around yourself in graceful arcs, helping them back up to place their load. It's sorta fun.
2: One of the military officials, purpleblooded, asks you with extreme seriousness 'what this device is'. They're pointing towards an electrical drill, and seem to be under the impression someone is leaving weapons around. It takes much explanation from you to clear the situation up.
3: A local reporter, or perhaps just a curious bystander with a microphone asks what it's like to work on the ground crew. They only have time for a couple generic questions about your experience before being escorted away by security.
4: You witness a lower ranked military troll get absolutely chewed out for losing their timetables and records of work before being dragged off by their horn. Better make sure your paperwork is in order.
5: One of the reporters had somehow made it inside the base! You and a group of trolls are tasked with hunting them down and kicking them out. Eventually, you find them, furiously drawing the slightshot-like machines from inside a locker. Their notebook is confiscated and they are promptly booted.
6: You pour a patch of fresh cement for the military officials to add their handprints. You find a sense of satisfaction in how perfectly smooth the square of wet cement looks. That is, until the military trolls flock in and smush up your hard work.
7: A high ranked, highblooded military troll demands a tour of the site, not offering you a chance to decline. Once you get to the load gaper block, however, they stiffly salute and wave you off. "That will be all. You are dismissed."
8: You've been tasked with the most important responsibility of them all: lunch detail. The number of trolls clamouring for your attention is immense and rowdy, but ultimately grateful. You've never handled so many sandwiches in your life. You still smell like ham the following night.

Rebel Prompt Table:
1: A high ranking military official ropes you into giving them a tour of the site. You do just fine, but it's a little nerve wracking nonetheless.
2: You help another rebel fill out their timetables and you hand in your paperwork together, confident that you had covered all your bases and there were no large unaccounted gaps of time.
3: One of the military trolls leaves a pile of delivery slips and stickers unattended, and you take the opportunity to nab them. They'll come in handy!
4: While on guard duty outside, keeping the reporters at bay, you can't help but notice a few of the trolls displaced by construction mixed in among them.
5: Pushing around a trolley of relabeled crates, you explain to your superior that you found them mixed in with the wrong shipment. They very tiredly ask you to bring them to the correct loading dock- which you do, only after taking a little from each box yourself.
6: After retrieving blank shipping slips from a rebel drop point, you replace the information on several palettes of supplies. The resulting mix up will result in overstock at one of new sites, making it easier for the rebels there.
7: On break, you notice a reporter blackmailing the troll guarding the gate. While you deem it too risky to let the reporters in yourself, you do egg on the clearly distressed guard to do so.
8: One of the reporters made their way inside, and cautiously approaches you. You decline to give them an interview, but point them in the direction of the launch sites. The more distractions for the military, the better.

Lightseekers Prompt Table:
1. Panili preps you on how to present the Lightseekers lest the information get spun in a suspicious way - you practice your “presentation” voice with your companions.
2. A military official asks you what you’re doing, and you gracefully avoid discussing your… Technically not sanctioned activities.
3. You cheerfully discuss the improvement of Alternian communications and technology and give a shoutout to the Lightseekers to the media!
4. Instead of dealing with the media, you tuck yourself away and start analyzing transmitter readouts to ensure everything is working correctly.
5. A last-minute adjustment has you scrambling to try and get clearance where you’d previously installed a transmitter.
6. You help Panili compare the numbers between transmitters, noting the expected geographic and climate differences in readouts already.
7. The Lightseekers receive a bit of a scare when a member of the ground crew accuses you of skimming supplies. You help them look over the logs and establish all of your alibis, and help them figure out where the materials are going!
8. You help finish up paperwork, managing to look too busy to bother as a crowd of touring military trolls wanders by.



Grouping Up:
You may get 10 points per day from completing 300 words of RP (your words, not yours + theirs combined) with another troll or multiple trolls. Other than basing your roleplay on the current completion state of the site you choose (see solo spoiler above to see what completion state equals what activities), there is no prompt to follow for your roleplay.

Once you have reached 300 words, please use the form below. Note: If you start RP on one day, and then complete your 300 words on the next, that counts for the day you completed the roleplay only. You will not receive points for the previous day, and you must wait until the next day to submit a form for points.


Please use the form below to track your points. Form posts do not have to be on the same day as rp/points gained. Any points not submitted through forms will not count towards site completion/final rewards!
=>Submit daily work report
 
PostPosted: Mon Oct 09, 2017 3:36 pm
Vitula stood in front of the large monitors, looking down and playing with his new lanyard that was given to him. He gazed at it for some time, judging how he looked in this photo. During the picture taking process he had accidentally begun to blink. When he tried to tell the troll who was taking the photo what had happened, the card was already in his hand. Sadden by how the photo came out he tucked the card under his uniform so no one could see. A small sigh escaped from his mouth as he turned his attention back to the large monitors. From what he could tell, it looked like there are four zones and three types of Xs with corresponding letters next to them. Not taking his eyes off it, Vitula began to memorize the map.  

FoxFire120


nepsah

Malevolent Mage

PostPosted: Mon Oct 09, 2017 8:44 pm


Mihail held firmly to Knetic's hand as they made their way to the volunteer area that was designated for "all ages" but honestly felt more like a kiddie corner. Too young to help with space stuff. Seriously. He and Knetic had been so excited when the broadcast had popped up on the grubtube and yet here they were, Alterniabound with no chance of actually going up into space. A.K.A.: their biggest dreams. Mihail felt more sorry for Knetic than he did himself, though. His friend had never looked so glum.

After acquiring their worksuits and identification badges (his photo looked terrible...) he made his way over toward the map, still holding Knetic's hand. "Do youyou-uhyou think they'll let us pic-pick our groups?" He looked over to Knetic and quirked a brow - hopefully they would, he didn't want to get stuck with a bunch of losers.


screamingshark


 
PostPosted: Tue Oct 10, 2017 10:00 pm
As if on cue, Makkah came sauntering up to the two trolls she spotted already hanging out in the operations tent.

”Yo, other recruit types!!”

Putting an arm around their shoulders, she immediately made introductions while resting most of her bodyweight onto the two hapless strangers.

”What’s the 411?! I just got my jumpsuit get-up, are you pumped to be doing space stuff or what!?

Makkah had been bouncing off the walls (figuratively) ever since she’d found the flyers from the lightseekers had accidentally ended up in her mail. Signing up for as many things as she was legally allowed to, the Highblood thought about how rad the space program was gonna be. Meeting a bunch of new kids, playing with anti-gravity things, learning all that discipline junk, it was gonna be great!

”What’s your team sitch like, you got one goin’ yet or what?!”

nepsah

screamingshark
 

tenaciousgadabout


Melancholies

Springtime Teenager

PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 3:40 pm
    "DUDE DUDE DUDE IT'S GONNA BE SO GOOD THOUGH IT'S GONNA BE SO GOOD!"

    Emiola entered the fray, a much more frazzled looking tealblood being damn near dragged behind her. "We're gonna do this! We're experiencing the world and stuff! Look at all the, the stuff." Emiola motioned to said stuff. There was quite a bit of it. "It's gonna be super radical. Also, it's gonna be the best thing in the world for you. I know it ain't trees and stuff but we're gonna get free food probably and also some cool things, like souvenirs. Maybe. I dunno!"

    "There's even other kids here. It's gonna be like a wriggler army dude." She smiled brightly at Masoal, "The world is our oyster or whatever. Look, s'long as you hang with me, we're gonna be chill." She only seemed vaguely aware of Masoal's obvious discomfort, or at least she wasn't letting on that she was.

saedusk
 
PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 3:47 pm
Discomfort was almost an understatement. It was rare Masoal left the forest or the familiarity of Four Fronds let alone wore shoes and went anywhere else. Bloodfest had been an exception on its own, but tonight he was doing both, and all of it had been Emiola's idea.

"I don't like it..." he told her, pouting, eyes still burning from the sudden flash of the impromptu photo—that contraption... they'd tried to steal his soul!! He roughly ripped his hand from hers. "Why are we here? I don't want to be here." Just like that he'd ignored each and every benefit she'd mentioned as he dropped to the floor to try and take off his shoes.



Melancholies
 

saedusk
Crew

Dedicated Bunny


saedusk
Crew

Dedicated Bunny

PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 3:55 pm
As Athera clutched her new ID card and looked down at the blown out shot of her own face caught in a startled half-attempt-at-a-smile, she felt great, she felt ready. Everything outside of the swamp was new and overwhelming—in a good way, of course—and despite all her preparation, she was awestruck. Lights, sounds, flashing, flickering, fluttering... Athera breathed in and it felt like breathing pure adrenaline.

But no, she couldn't let this situation get the better of her. There were things she had to remember, important things, like her newly adopted blood color and alias. She repeated the name to herself over and over in her head. Rulata, Rulata, Rulata. She'd been practicing for nights now, of course, but the last thing she could afford to forget was that she was Rulata now, not Athera.

"Hey!" she greeted a troll she found standing off to the side looking particularly zoned up at the maps. "What'cha staring at?"



FoxFire120
 
PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 3:57 pm
    Emi jolted slightly when Masoal tore away from her. The flash had gone unnoticed, mostly because she could barely see what was going on around her. "Uhhh... I dunno. 'Cause?" She shrugged? Like why wouldn't they be here?? "You can go back to the forest if you wanna, but I'm staying here. I think it's gonna be fun." She did a little pose before laughing.

    "Seriously though man, it's not that bad." She watched him fumble with the shoes. "You need a hand man?" She stooped down too, but mostly only succeeded in getting her tiny hands in the way of his. This sort of led to her just latching onto them again. "You're stressin' too much. If I'm gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay!" (probably). It just made sense.

saedusk
 

Melancholies

Springtime Teenager


saedusk
Crew

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PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 4:18 pm
After an awkward moment of fumbling, Masoal outright gave the ******** up and let her hold his hands. "Gonna help with the shoes or not?" he asked, eyes narrowed, expression irritable. He gave their conjoined hands a shake for emphasis. "Can't do it now." If he could get these things off—dress code be damned—his mood would likely take a turn for the better. Nothing felt right when your toes were in prison.

"I'm not gonna leave," he added, but only to be contrary.



Melancholies
 
PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 5:33 pm

To say Knetic was grumpy was an understatement. He was told many wondrous space things were going to take place here and yet Mihail and himself have been shoved into a corner and told they were "support" for some lucky a** teens who actually GET TO GO INTO SPACE. Knetic's pout can be seen from space now.

Keeping a firm grip on Mihail's hand, he's about to answer when a sudden weight drapes itself over both of their bodies. well then.

"Uh..." great way to start a conversation, Knetic. You've defied grammer and etiquette. "What...wait. Who are you?"


nepsah

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screamingshark


nepsah

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PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 5:43 pm


Mihail had not expected to get a touch from behind, let alone a full arm around his shoulder. He immediately tensed up, going stiff as a board as Makkah made herself comfortable. He'd hoped that maybe Knetic would have more to say - he was the more talkative one - but it seemed that the other boy was also at a loss for how to react. After a moment of silence, he realized... Knetic wasn't going to say anything else, so he'd... have to be the one... ugh...

"We ha-haven't been give-give-given teams yet, only uh, only a lie-lyu-lieutenant to report to once we wewe we start our mission." He refused to show his displeasure at how much effort it took to say that sentence. "Mihial Kre-Kreios. This is uh, this is- this is Knetic." He nodded at his friend, then glanced at Makkah. "You, you know we- you know we aren't actually uh. Aren't actually going into space, right?" Did she... miss that memo? Or was being chained to the ground doing dumb menial work enough "space stuff" for her.



screamingshark

tenaciousgadabout

 
PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 7:26 pm
"Just the map they have up on display. I'm trying to memorize it, just in case." Vitula said still staring at that screen. He kept his eye on the map for a few seconds longer and then turned to the mysterious voice next to him. It was a young troll, possibly the same age even.

"Sorry about that, I should have introduced myself before speaking" He placed out his hand to greet the troll properly. "My name is Vitula Picato, it is nice to meet you. What is your name?"

saedusk
 

FoxFire120


saedusk
Crew

Dedicated Bunny

PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 8:31 pm
"Ohhhh, yeah yeah, that's a good idea." Now Athera was staring at the maps, too, trying to remember whatever she could. She liked this other kid some already. Anyone who willingly took initiative without being asked to wasn't so bad in her books. "I'm gonna do it, too!"

With an enthusiastic smile, Athera took his hand. She'd never done this before in her life—the whole handshake thing—but she'd seen it done. It seemed easy enough. "I'm Rulata." Luckily the code name came out with practiced ease as if it were her real name. "Nice to meet you!"



FoxFire120
 
PostPosted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 9:11 pm
Vitula smiled as the other troll took his hand. "It nice to meet you as well. So are you helping out with the setup as well?" He felt kinda dumb asking the question, why else would they be here. He felt his face beginning to blush as he stood there in front of Rulata. "I mean . . . why else would you be here? That is to say of course you would be here because, well yea." Vitula had no idea why he was having so much trouble speaking today. He quickly reached into his uniformed and pulled out his ID card. "How did your photo come out Rulata?"

"They took my picture as soon as I got in front of the camera, and now it looks all goofy. You can see that I was in the middle of blinking during this shot, hehe"

saedusk
 

FoxFire120


saedusk
Crew

Dedicated Bunny

PostPosted: Fri Oct 13, 2017 9:08 am
Athera laughed, but there wasn't anything malicious about it. Didn't matter to her if the answer was obvious, she gave it anyway. "That's right!" She was all smiles.

And, well, speaking of smiles...

"Oh whoa, that's rough," she consoled, unable to hold back more friendly laughter. "Mine wasn't a lot better, but my eyes are open, at least. Here look-" The badge she showed off was her with her lips barely upturned, her mouth slightly open, and her eyes obviously confused. She'd tried.

"They took it so fast I couldn't even think! I guess they're doing it to everyone."



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