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pulse, and other, open mingle (12-7 to whenever)
[Wowee! We get hit with a pulse on the seventh! Isn't that fun! Also, a ship crashed, and baby it's cold inside. Some prompts.
A: Pulse: A pulse hit the planet! Life support went out, and that super sucks, but it will only last for an hour. Maybe more sucky: some or all of your powers may or may not have died! That's awkward. Are you disappointed you can't walk through walls now? Has nothing changed for you? Are you now a dead girl because you made a deal some aliens? Are you a sword? Have fun kids, and try not to hold a Class Trial.
B: Salvage: That sure was a ship that went down! URSULA identified it as the Narcissus which is apparently a human military ship so obviously this will be safe and no one is going to come across any type of trouble salvaging the ship. Maybe someone should text Naoko to tell her what's going on. Everything is fine.
C: Blanket-sharing meme: You know what you're here for.
D: ETC: Roxy is putting up mistletoe, there are flowers, people keep building stupid things. Do whatever!]
[ooc: OOC post here??]
A: Pulse: A pulse hit the planet! Life support went out, and that super sucks, but it will only last for an hour. Maybe more sucky: some or all of your powers may or may not have died! That's awkward. Are you disappointed you can't walk through walls now? Has nothing changed for you? Are you now a dead girl because you made a deal some aliens? Are you a sword? Have fun kids, and try not to hold a Class Trial.
B: Salvage: That sure was a ship that went down! URSULA identified it as the Narcissus which is apparently a human military ship so obviously this will be safe and no one is going to come across any type of trouble salvaging the ship. Maybe someone should text Naoko to tell her what's going on. Everything is fine.
C: Blanket-sharing meme: You know what you're here for.
D: ETC: Roxy is putting up mistletoe, there are flowers, people keep building stupid things. Do whatever!]
[ooc: OOC post here??]
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[maybe about. . . twenty or so minutes after the pulse rings out on the 7th and disables everyone's powers, someone leaves a telepathic message for the network]
To those I haven't met yet, my name is Milla Maxwell. I wish I were reaching out to you with better news, but unfortunately I've stumbled across a corpse within the base. It's a young woman with brown hair, though I unfortunately do not know her name. I can't tell just by looking at her how she died, either.
I've moved the body to the medical bay. If anyone can offer their assistance in this matter, either by identifying the body or discerning the cause of death, I'd greatly appreciate it.
[there's a pause, and then a very awkward attempt at extending sympathy]
. . . and I'm sorry in advance to those who knew her.
[Milla is bad at feelings]
A2. Closed to Hajime
[when Hajime returns from being dead for a little bit, she'll find herself lying on one of the beds in the medical bay! she is covered with a blanket from head to toe, and there is a strange blonde woman standing nearby. she has her back to Hajime, because she's not exactly expecting what she thought was a dead body to suddenly pop back to life again]
[. . .]
[at least Hajime is warm??? it's a warm blanket. of course]
my own special prompt <3
not that milla will notice??? although she will probably notice when hajime speaks. ]
Your hair is so pretty!
[ yes, hajime. that is the proper reaction to have after you were literally just dead but alright then. ]
SPECIAL FRANCY IS SPECIAL
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I'm on my way. Tell me exactly what the scene looked like where she was. Did you take a picture before you moved her?
[#DanganIssues. Why does everyone disturb crime scenes immediately.]
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What happened?
[ He can't touch things now, but at least he can try to help? ]
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Pulse
Not that it would make it better, but at least it wouldn't be. Well.]
Milla, right? You figure out who she is yet?
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[one moment, there was Fi, floating along. she was planning to work on things today, put more things in motion for the planned trip beyond the Grand Reef. as she always is, quiet but always awake, the day half done.
and the pulse runs through the base, and a sword falls to the ground. lifeless, silent, and simply there.
doesn't look like anyone's coming for it. but maybe you've always wanted one for your own?]
dreamscape.
[in dreams, Fi floats, drifts. she explores, and when she comes back up to safer waters, she ponders. swimming, surrounded by the more curious fish before an impulse creeps up on her. the motions of going back and forth to mimic the fish can be turned into a dance - and dancing clears her mind, gives her a sense of something that is like happiness.
while she wonders about what she's seen in the deep, it doesn't mean she can't encourage some of the fish to move with her, dancing to a silent melody that nevertheless they can understand. this, instead of creating things, is what she dreams of.]
awaken. (closed to homura)
[it's been a few days since the pulse, but the sword still sleeps. it's just a pretty weapon, heavy and unremarkable save for its colors. something Homura is free to go off and ignore despite how it maybe is a little out of place where it is. what, this base is weird enough.
except. the second before she takes her eyes off it all the way, it begins to glow with a soft white light. and it definitely wasn't doing that a few minutes ago.]
the prompt that is for me, and me alone
her powers are on pause for the moment. it makes her a little sick, but she doesn't dare move from her spot.
when the light dissipates, a woman stands there, and homura feels it in her spine, again. the electric hum of magic. this time, though - she thinks one thing: "witch." ]
Did you do this?
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dreamscape
She appears amidst a school of fish, clumps of seaweed and other junk stuck to her person. Mostly to her hair. She looks like she's been through a hurricane? Who knows where her wandering, sleepwalking body floated off to this time. Even asleep, she is just that persistent in her seemingly never-ending search for those they've lost.
The look on Roxy's face as she sleeps is... not attractive. And you don't even want to know what she's dreaming about, but otherwise the look on her face is serene, despite her ruffled appearance. ]
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dreamscape.
at least these circumstances aren't too bad…? she's smiling at least, looking a little more at ease with her surroundings now that she has her head on right. she does look a little peeved by how she got here in the first place but she looks intrigued by the fact fi is dancing to some silent song, some fish joining in on her activities.
she moves forward, grateful to see someone else is here. ] -I'm glad you're here! Are you alright?
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dreamscape
For the most part, he keeps to himself. But a fellow traveler here is enough to pique his interest; they have been nothing but kind. So he approaches, a lone figure dressed in black and surprisingly fast despite his gothic clothing. ]
Hello...?
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dreamscape
[she doesn't get much of a chance to look around before she sees Fi dancing gracefully through the fish-infested waters. there's something about the dance that is entrancing, and Milla finds herself rendered motionless as she watches silently]
[it's only after she realizes that she's staring that she snaps back to herself, shakes her head, and calls out to Fi]
-- hello?
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PULSE; BASE (ADA)
when her arm begins to suddenly buckle under the pressure, ada feels no shame in suddenly dropping everything - EVERYTHING - to the floor to present her arm and then some from being torn off. lord- and she thought october was a pain in the ass. at least no real damage was made to her besides (more) of her synthetic skin tearing, revealing the cybernetics underneath. it could be worse, right eve?
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eve?
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EVE! [ apologies to anyone, anywhere. ada is now going to be moving about frantically for an hour, clutching her head desperately as she yells at the air for eve. u ok ada? ]
PULSE; DREAMSCAPE (EVE)
one minute she was about to warn ada about her the sudden weight on her arm and now she finds herself in the dreamscape, her head spinning like she and been through a tilt-a-whirl or a bumper car or… or another fast carnival ride. (tunnel of love? maybe a roller coaster but did carnivals have roller coasters? wait! concentrate eve!)
she sighs in frustration while taking stock of her surroundings, trying to decide if she should wait for daniel to come to her or if she should find daniel. before a decision could be made about that, there was something moving in the corner of her eye. ]
Oh! It's you!
BONUS; WELP (RNG'D)
truly the worst month for the girls.
but is it ada? is it eve? only one way to find out as she continues to stare up at the mistletoe, wondering how on earth a mistletoe found itself all the way here in the first place. ]
dreamscape!
That was not an experience Ami wants to repeat.
"It's you", indeed; she could say the same thing, relieved to not open her eyes and find herself alone after whatever the hell that was, that being-slammed-out-of-herself sensation that left her feeling kind of numb and dizzy and faintly panicked.
She stares at Eve for a moment, pale-faced and hanging in the water, not knowing how to respond until a wave of frantic thoughts pass by. Then she answers,] Yeah. [and then,] It's - hi. [And then she looks around herself and seems to finally realize that she's just floating in the water, and she kicks her legs and waves her arms a little, not sure just yet how to manage swimming.]
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ACTION; PULSE
but... it's the first time it's been so quiet for him in such a long time. it's only this peaceful when he finds himself in the dreamscape and holy shit he can hear his own thoughts. and be certain of the fact that these are his thoughts. holy crackers on a cheese platter this is a christmas miracle for him.
it probably explains his upbeat mood while he slaves away at the tech lab, whistling a happy tune under his breath and seemingly unaware of the world around him. that is until he realises he isn't alone in the lab anymore. ]
Hey there! How you doin'? [ what's stranger today? the sudden loss of powers or roderic genuinely smiling and looking happy? it might be a tossup. ]
ACTION; SALVAGING
but to the present: he's now on the downed ship, going through the corridors with daisy in tow. so far, he's found interesting things like software and hardware that could come in handy for future tweaks and upgrades. he's certain if he found some sort of recreation room or personal sleeping area, he might find something-
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... holy fuck.
don't mind the sudden alarming smell of smoke in the air, people who are nearby. it's roderic finally getting to indulge himself in both his vices and his only known dampening of his powers. you can find the man standing at what has to be the world's largest wall of cigarette choices, trying to do his best to not look like a certain meme.
daisy is at his feet, covering her nose and looking at him so disapprovingly. ]
pulse; HE'LL NAG ABOUT THE CIGS LATER
Greetings. [ He sounds hollow, but not tired. ] You appear to be in good spirits.
[ No shit, Sherlock. ]
BUT IT HELPS HIM MEDICALLY HE SWEARS
ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT
CROSS HIS HEART, HOPE TO DIE.
IS THAT A YES
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[when the pulse hits, Mikleo is, unfortunately, chilling inside Sorey's soul while they read in the kitchen. while he doesn't wind up party of the oncoming corpse party, the effect is dramatic and a little hazardous: Mikleo's straight-up hurled out of Sorey's body with a shout of alarm, smacking into a table and narrowly missing hitting his head, before sliding into a confused heap on the floor.
when the lights come back on -- for people who can't normally see him, he is completely visible and tangible, and looks kind of dazed. for people who can normally see him, perhaps the clearest physical marker that something is different is his hair: instead of its usual blue-tinged white, it's turned brown all through.]
c. cuddlefish
[except on the notable occasion of the 7th, Mikleo has no problem with a chilly base -- ice is part of his element, after all. that doesn't mean he's immune to being yanked into blanket forts and the like, however, and also he and Sorey may or may not be taking the opportunity to drag people in with them to watch some movies on one of the portable pads.
join them? they might need to be shushed sometimes, since they like to analyze the movies as they watch, but it'll be warm.]
d. wildcard
[hit me up with whatever else, either while Mikleo's human on the 7th or before/after that!]
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What the heck was that? Are you okay, Mikleo?
[and then his eyes go to Mikleo's hair and he squints in confusion. did he hit his head and now he's seeing things in weird colors??? that doesn't sound right.]
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c for sorey and karkat; early in the month
on the other hand that means Karkat's holding the pad as the movie buffers and has full control of picking the actual movie. and stuff like the volume. and pausing it to yell at them if he must. they don't seem to mind that much]
This one's a romance, right?
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d for sorey; later in the month
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homura's new groove
she is soft and warm, like mash potato/wildcard option
clothes
[ Sanson's arrival this time is, oddly, not announced by the presence of his heavy boots. The pulse had taken quite a lot out of him, and that includes his physical materialness. That means the man speaking to Homura is now half-translucent.
Nevertheless, his voice is filled with conviction, if only a little hollow. ]
What do you need?
homura's new groove
SCREECHES
slides in here
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[Komaeda had been minding his own business in the library when all the lights went. That was a bit curious.... Of course his first inclination is to get up and go check on his friends and try and figure out what happened.]
We don't have any evacuation procedures do we....?
[Now that it was possibly an actual emergency that seemed like something they should all know....]
[C: It's too cold to go outside]
[Komaeda was in the rec room, he was currently using the kotatsu that had recently been put in there. In fact he was almost completely under it, with only his head and hands free from the heavy blanket. He had a pile of books next to him as well as one of the game controllers. It seems he had made camp here for the time being. If anyone else wanted to use it... well, sorry. He was fairly tall and taking up any space there was under there.]
[Wildcard]
[Anywhere else on base you might need or want him.]
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[ after the pulse hits, hajime, like homura, just. dies??? milla took her to the med bay during this time and tests are run but like. her soul kind of turned off when everyone lost their power because her soul is a notebook that... is where she gets her magical superpowers from.... ANYWAY the point is that for a couple of hours hajime is dead.
and now she is not. hajime is now wandering around the base, still powerless but her NOTE did manage to at least revert into a state that works enough so that she's alive and all. if you heard that she was dead, please feel free to bump into her and ask what the fuck. ]
wildcard
[ i can't think of another prompt so do whatever ]
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He's so preoccupied with balancing his stack of datapads and working out a myriad of possible theories in his mind that at first, he doesn't notice that she's definitely not dead. Instead, he all but collapses into a nearby chair and starts reading through a medical journal, paging through its digital "pages" more quickly than any human should rightly be able to read.
Maybe say hello? Let him know you're back among the living.]
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wildcard
WILDCARD
Oh... H-.
[He clams up immediately, realizing he might be interrupting. Bolin can't help but notice though that she looks kind of peaceful, a harsh contrast to how he might look these days.
Without saying another word, Bolin takes a few steps closer until he's almost a meter from her and crosses his legs under him. Looking to her for reference, he puts his hands in a similar position and closes his eyes.]
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[When the pulse hits, Kon is minding his own business making his way down a hallway. Unfortunately since walking is for chumps, he happens to be hovering down said hallway, which means the moment the pulse hits, Kon crashes to the floor with a loud thump followed by a very impassioned ow. After some loud cursing and complaining, he will peel himself off the floor and concentrate very hard on apparently nothing since nothing is exactly what is happening.]
Oh, come on! Not this again!
B. Homework???
[His powers returned the next day but Kon can still be found inside sitting around reading of all things. He's pouring over every scrap of information people have collected over the last several months, trying to find anything he hasn't noticed before and growing more and more frustrated as he goes. Eventually, this will culminate in him throwing his device against the wall in a fit of anger.]
C. Choose your own Adventure!
Anything else!
B!
[Guess who almost gets hit by that thrown device? It's Hinata, of course, because who else would it be. He steps sideways to avoid being hit by it, and catches it after it bounces off the wall.]
Uh... stupid question, but are you okay?
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just kidding it was weeks, comic timelines hurt my brain
retcons months into weeks
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[It sure has been an Intense First Week of December for Hinata. What with Nanami's arrival and Komaeda planting a bomb in Karkat's room, coupled with thinking the girl he likes had died thanks to the pulse, and THEN finding out that not only is she not dead, they're now dating? Also that shit with the Narcissus and the Khaara and their memories and good lord when can he rest. What a whirlwind. He needs a break.
He can be found anywhere during the day, but once "night" falls on the base, he can most commonly be found in one of two places.]
A: Rec Room (joint option with Chiaki Nanami) B: Obligatory hot-springs episode C: Wildcard!
B
But first and foremost, he hurt and was sore and was bruised and it was cold. A good long bath was the perfect thing. Not a lot of people generally were in there, and this time of day should be nice. He made a point to know when it should be empty, and always used it when no one else was around. So he was very surprised to see Hinata when he walked in, clad only in a towel.]
Ah... I'm sorry. I'll come back later.
[And was ready to one eighty right out of there.]
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obviously A
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[Kanaya has not been out of her room much since the pulse hit, and for good reason too.
The pulse did not treat Kanaya well, as it seemed to effect her rainbow drinker status. By effect I mean that Kanaya is the equivalent of a strobe light right now, not being able to control her glowing. She is flickering like a broken light bulb.
If you knock on her door she'll probably let you in if you don't mind the light show.
Of course you might find her stumbling around base too, although she is trying to avoid people, so it might be hard to find her outside of her room.]
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not daisy, however. when the dog is wandering by herself around the base in search of a missing kitten from her litter, she takes the sudden, bright appearance of kanaya in great stride.
in fact she seems pretty happy by her arrival if her urgent barking and jumping is anything to go by. can you help her look for dark paws? please??
(somewhere in the base, roderic is looking for both daisy and the cat. where the heck did the two go???) ]
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