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GRAVEYARD... 4!
GR͏∀VE̴Y͞A̵ЯD 18 DECOMMISSIONED
t̀h̡e u͝nḑerbe̸l͞l̵y ̸o͜f th̴è ̡şh̷i͠p.
Crushing pressure is the initial sensation you can recall upon awakening. The stench of fetid, hot steam fills your nose, motes of dust and dirt floating upwards to cling to your skin. Down you are pulled to the cold ground, and all at once you realize you have forgotten to breathe. As you gasp back to life, you are flung onto a pile of scraps and trash, as the enormous machine that spat you out grumbles a little, and then goes silent. You are whole somehow, alive... but at what cost?
Popping out of the grinder, you look yourself over and find that any injuries you may have incurred during your death will be healed. While the scars that remain from the process will serve as a stark reminder, you will be able to get up on your own two feet without issue.
Thin, tapering metal (?) claws unhook from overhead and lower themselves, proceeding to guide you around. Your clothing starts sticking uncomfortably to your skin in the humidity of this strange, new place. Overhead you can hear the tinny humming of flickering lights overhead, arranged in a singular, thin strip and snaking around the serpentine halls. Along exposed pipes, wires, and the walls, a rust-colored substance creeps in web-like patterns, climbing towards the ceiling lights.
The deep grinding and groaning of the ship begin to meld into one low, deep moan from all around. It dips and rises in pitch, and becomes sickening to listen to if you focus on it for too long. Maybe, it's the ship's way of saying Welcome, to the underbelly of the CSS Eudora, home of the decommissioned.
Thin, tapering metal (?) claws unhook from overhead and lower themselves, proceeding to guide you around. Your clothing starts sticking uncomfortably to your skin in the humidity of this strange, new place. Overhead you can hear the tinny humming of flickering lights overhead, arranged in a singular, thin strip and snaking around the serpentine halls. Along exposed pipes, wires, and the walls, a rust-colored substance creeps in web-like patterns, climbing towards the ceiling lights.
The deep grinding and groaning of the ship begin to meld into one low, deep moan from all around. It dips and rises in pitch, and becomes sickening to listen to if you focus on it for too long. Maybe, it's the ship's way of saying Welcome, to the underbelly of the CSS Eudora, home of the decommissioned.
Some things to keep in mind, while amongst the dead:
💀 Mini-events will be posted on WEDNESDAY at 3 PM EST / 12 PM PST, and are due at the same time they are for the living. Any changes to the schedule will be announced in the graveyard channels.
💀 Weekly effects will still hit you here, in the belly of the ship. Mods will make sure to announce any special changes based on being the graveyard; otherwise, please assume everything is 1:1!
💀 While not perfect, there is a healing factor in place. It is extremely sluggish, uncomfortable, and does not negate the fact that you're injured and likely in pain. If the injury is too severe, you might wind up dying from it if left untreated. Again. If you have a pre-existing condition like an illness that has been exacerbated by factors beyond your control, you will find that for the time being these symptoms are at their most minor.
💀 That said, while double death is possible, you'll find yourself reviving after 4 hours fully healed, but feeling like complete garbage for the rest of the day. Message your mods if you find yourself getting killed while dead, though! There might be a special surprise involved.
💀 Your possessions, minus clothing besides what you're wearing now, can be found in the bunk pods and their storage. Yes, while it might not include clothes, it does include any Omegamart Promotional Items, Scrap purchases, home items, etc that you were in possession of. if you had a lot of things, the cubby might jam or have difficulty closing. Better organize. If you arrive on Saturday during trial, belongings will return at the end of trial.
💀 Communications, while you cannot text via I.R.I.S., you can still send messages through HER-MES. All other functions for I.R.I.S. are available along with direct data transfers. Dead can send private letters to the living! An inbox can be accessed from the family computer at the canteen. If you find it locked, it is because we are updating it.
💀 Living livestream is broadcasted on the TV screen in the canteen!
✔️ Upgraded Quality ✔️ Audio ✔️ Translit Captions that sometimes fuck up ✔️ Dramatic panning ✔️ Color
💀 Planet locations are free to use! Upon the Eudora landing planetside, you will find that as you meander through the various parts of the Belly you may run into one of locations of the current planet instead of where you were meaning to go. These locations are indeed still populated, but the people are more like wisps and will not react much to any conversation. Though you can interact with stuff there you cannot take anything with you out of the location "rooms".
💀 Weekly effects will still hit you here, in the belly of the ship. Mods will make sure to announce any special changes based on being the graveyard; otherwise, please assume everything is 1:1!
💀 While not perfect, there is a healing factor in place. It is extremely sluggish, uncomfortable, and does not negate the fact that you're injured and likely in pain. If the injury is too severe, you might wind up dying from it if left untreated. Again. If you have a pre-existing condition like an illness that has been exacerbated by factors beyond your control, you will find that for the time being these symptoms are at their most minor.
💀 That said, while double death is possible, you'll find yourself reviving after 4 hours fully healed, but feeling like complete garbage for the rest of the day. Message your mods if you find yourself getting killed while dead, though! There might be a special surprise involved.
💀 Your possessions, minus clothing besides what you're wearing now, can be found in the bunk pods and their storage. Yes, while it might not include clothes, it does include any Omegamart Promotional Items, Scrap purchases, home items, etc that you were in possession of. if you had a lot of things, the cubby might jam or have difficulty closing. Better organize. If you arrive on Saturday during trial, belongings will return at the end of trial.
💀 Communications, while you cannot text via I.R.I.S., you can still send messages through HER-MES. All other functions for I.R.I.S. are available along with direct data transfers. Dead can send private letters to the living! An inbox can be accessed from the family computer at the canteen. If you find it locked, it is because we are updating it.
💀 Living livestream is broadcasted on the TV screen in the canteen!
✔️ Upgraded Quality ✔️ Audio ✔️ Translit Captions that sometimes fuck up ✔️ Dramatic panning ✔️ Color
💀 Planet locations are free to use! Upon the Eudora landing planetside, you will find that as you meander through the various parts of the Belly you may run into one of locations of the current planet instead of where you were meaning to go. These locations are indeed still populated, but the people are more like wisps and will not react much to any conversation. Though you can interact with stuff there you cannot take anything with you out of the location "rooms".
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Hey guys, take a look.
[Here are the results of his experiment!! C&Ped for easy reference:
- CEM waves are what they know already, some kind of element that can be measured by wavelength and frequency
- different wavelengths do different things, basically the potential to change shit is possibly limitless
- upon added research and knowledge, they can see the living component in the waves
- the living component is eldritch af so the biology is incomprehensible
- it is capable of masking itself to be unseen]
Do we have any data on those weird rooms from last week and this Monday, or anything about that planet we've been talking about? Does it match up with anything here?
[E.g. if you have ideas on applications for this info share them here]
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[ copying what blake said in ghosty tag for easy ref: it's a predator from another dimension, and it had been slowly making its way to ours since... What? The an article said that they've existed almost forever? But their influence and strength picked up within the last millennia or something, exponentially within the last decade in some galaxies. ...It spreads... Like a disease. Quickly. Then goes unseen. ]
If we are in a dimension closer to this predator—that would explain things like the Brain and Heart? But I think it's likely that if we treat the creature like a blight or infection, the ship was compromised on that planet. And now, it is attempting to hide itself—and we are seeing more and more of the truth of it.
[ gestures to the PINK HAZE around them that has always been there? ]
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But how did waves manifest into a living organism like this? Or... do you think they're two separate things, that happen to be connected?
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Ah... this is just my guess, but perhaps this is an age-old entity and we are seeing a piece of it. [ sometimes things wait like 10,000 years before fucking your world's shit up ] Its effects perhaps could be felt over the millennia, quietly, across many worlds. But now, maybe it is encroaching into our space? And the CEM waves are part of it, a consequence of its presence. Like a heartbeat, each wave felt across a body.
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What do we want to do about this? [And because coming back to life is all well and good but his priority has always been protecting the living--] Dealing with this thing should put a stop to the murders, right?
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[ in this log ]
But they couldn't see it because it was covered in those waves?
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[ or at least that's her understanding of what's going on. ]
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[sheba hums a little, thinking.]
When I tried to read its mind... it was pretty overwhelming. There was a little too much to make out anything very clearly, but I did get very distinct... impressions, and feelings? Anxiety, fear, panic... and a lot of hunger. That part tracks with it being a predator.
...it felt like it wasn't just that I felt those things, though - they each felt sort of... different. Kind of like the way different people feel and react to those things differently? [she shrugs] I'm not sure how we might be able to use this, myself, but... it might help us figure out something.
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Thank you, Sheba. I do think it's possible that it may be...some sort of feedback? Like maybe it takes a reflection of the people under its thrall. Everyone's mentioning things about a hivemind, so it could be that either a lot of its parts are individual creatures that all feel that same hunger, or it adopts the parts of us that feel those things.
[She thinks a moment.]
It could explain a bit about the rage — for me it wasn't just the anger, but I was really paranoid and felt terribly about myself all weak. Maybe that was a sort of tuning into its anxiety?
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That would make sense, too.