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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † amaterasu,
- † amelia wil tesla sailune,
- † annabeth chase,
- † ariadne,
- † arthur,
- † arthur curry,
- † bruce banner,
- † castiel,
- † damian wayne,
- † dean winchester,
- † dick grayson,
- † dorian gray,
- † finnick odair,
- † garth,
- † jack frost,
- † jane shepard,
- † jason grace,
- † johanna mason,
- † kaldur'ahm,
- † king richard,
- † kon-el,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leo valdez,
- † leonardo (2012),
- † livewire,
- † lord henry wotton,
- † marian carlyle,
- † mavis dracula,
- † natasha romanoff,
- † ororo munroe,
- † percy jackson,
- † rikki barnes,
- † rose tyler,
- † steve rogers,
- † stocking anarchy,
- † tazendra,
- † tony stark (mcu),
- † una persson,
- † vanessa cleveland,
- † victor borkowski,
- † zelgadis greywords
Event | Satellite | Spectres!
Characters: Any and all!
Date: May 23 - 26, 2013
Location: Keeliai, turtleside, ARSHEPHELIOS cluster remains
Situation: Repairs and salvage operations operating innocently have triggered an invasion of spectres that possess and wreak havoc upon all they see.
Warnings/Rating: Please put CW in your subject lines
Satellite Crash Event
Crash Landing | Salvage Party | Shocking Spectres
Questions | Keeliai | ARSHEPHELIOS
Salvage is sweet, but not all is well on board the ARSHEPHELIOS cluster. The seamless cylinders salvaged from debris and the cluster, now being frequently traded, turn out to be pods the first time one is penetrated or cracked open. Each breached pod releases a flood of energy-based apparitions hellbent on world domination -- or, more accurately, person domination (and it's not the fun kind).
These apparitions -- spectres, if you will -- are driven by a need to protect the technology of the satellite cluster that their pods are associated with. They will stop at nothing to see this through. Each is immune to physical attacks, but seem to be injured or dissipated entirely by things like electrical shock or other energy-based projections. If people touch them, there is also a brief window of vulnerability, but it acts also like a door that swings both way. Through contact, these spectres can and will invade one's psyche, take over their body and cause them to attack friend or foe alike! Should the possessed body be subjected to sufficient electrical shock, the possession should fade. Strong natural will can also drive the spectres out, but it is no walk in the park to do so. Possession is not the only tool in the arsenal, for these spectres use electricity as their main offensive weapon. They'll leave deep-tissue burns on anyone they fight, and show no degree of fatigue after constant use of it.
Ten thousand of these creatures will be freed from pods, resulting in a veritable flood of Keeliai, the turtleside, and the satellite cluster. With such a driven enemy, it comes down to killing or being killed.
Meanwhile, those taking shelter indoors may notice that the spectres will get into the biomechanical functions of Keeliai. Consoles will be malfunctioning during this time, with lines of mysterious code and strange, ghostly images. One might hear people screaming for help or hours of patchy radio static.
Date: May 23 - 26, 2013
Location: Keeliai, turtleside, ARSHEPHELIOS cluster remains
Situation: Repairs and salvage operations operating innocently have triggered an invasion of spectres that possess and wreak havoc upon all they see.
Warnings/Rating: Please put CW in your subject lines
Satellite Crash Event
Crash Landing | Salvage Party | Shocking Spectres
Questions | Keeliai | ARSHEPHELIOS
Salvage is sweet, but not all is well on board the ARSHEPHELIOS cluster. The seamless cylinders salvaged from debris and the cluster, now being frequently traded, turn out to be pods the first time one is penetrated or cracked open. Each breached pod releases a flood of energy-based apparitions hellbent on world domination -- or, more accurately, person domination (and it's not the fun kind).
These apparitions -- spectres, if you will -- are driven by a need to protect the technology of the satellite cluster that their pods are associated with. They will stop at nothing to see this through. Each is immune to physical attacks, but seem to be injured or dissipated entirely by things like electrical shock or other energy-based projections. If people touch them, there is also a brief window of vulnerability, but it acts also like a door that swings both way. Through contact, these spectres can and will invade one's psyche, take over their body and cause them to attack friend or foe alike! Should the possessed body be subjected to sufficient electrical shock, the possession should fade. Strong natural will can also drive the spectres out, but it is no walk in the park to do so. Possession is not the only tool in the arsenal, for these spectres use electricity as their main offensive weapon. They'll leave deep-tissue burns on anyone they fight, and show no degree of fatigue after constant use of it.
Ten thousand of these creatures will be freed from pods, resulting in a veritable flood of Keeliai, the turtleside, and the satellite cluster. With such a driven enemy, it comes down to killing or being killed.
Meanwhile, those taking shelter indoors may notice that the spectres will get into the biomechanical functions of Keeliai. Consoles will be malfunctioning during this time, with lines of mysterious code and strange, ghostly images. One might hear people screaming for help or hours of patchy radio static.
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There are so many kids here who've been in danger. Who know it from back home or have been exposed to it here, and it kills him. He doesn't care if they're talented, he doesn't care if it's necessary. It's his nature to want to protect them.
He doesn't even want to think about what kind of 'bad zombie experience' means. It must've been bad, that's all that matters.]
Okay. So what're your plans after this?
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I'm looking for my family.
[He doesn't quite have a plan per se so much as "don't get possessed and hope people you care about haven't been possessed either."]
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Are they doing the whole-- [he waves a hand at his own face] mask thing too?
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Some do, some don't. When I say 'family,' I mean friends, mentors. Most of them are in my line of work, so to speak.
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[He says that neutrally, without real judgement.]
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Yeah.
They can take care of themselves, but these things... I don't know.
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[He's guessing, what with the whole 'mask' thing that trust isn't really something that comes naturally to this kid. And that's fine. Not like it came easily to him, either.
Sometimes he thinks it still doesn't.]
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But he doesn't say anything. He eats another bite, settles more into his chair. Not relaxed, no less vigilant, but he's starting to realize how worn out he is.]
What about you? Anyone you're not-worried about?
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I'm worried about the civilians.
[He's just going to casually not even think about how much he misses his crew. He'll never be That Guy that unloads his problems on a kid.]
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What's the plan?
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[His tone's wry. But not discouraged.]
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[It won't be impossible, but it's not looking great with just the information he had now.]
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We need a broad spectrum EMP blast. Don't worry, it'll happen.
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Are you going to make one?
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[H A N D W A V E.]
It's not exactly my area of expertise, but I guess if I had the time and tools I could probably fake it.
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I've made one before, but they don't have the same equipment here. A friend of mine might be able to cobble something together, but we'd need time and materials.
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Like what? There's a bunch of tech where these things crashed.
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[He'll think of a plan, he always does.]
Go talk to your friend. I'll scrounge up the materials need. Meet back here in an hour, okay? If I'm not here, don't wait up.
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[He has no idea where Wally is. Bruce might be able to do it, but, again, he has no idea where Bruce is either.
His eyes flicker for a moment to the door. He can do this.]
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[His tone is firm.]
You'll do great, okay?
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Yeah. I'll handle it.
[There are times when you just have to throw yourself into the fray, ready or not.]
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Okay. One hour from now. Don't be late.
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You've got it.
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[And Jim cleans the table off and heads into the back of the shop so he can be off on his way.]