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ROLE — CAPTAIN'S LOG 📁
CAPTAIN'S LOG
welcome, crewmate isabel.
On WEDNESDAY, after returning to the ship from their planetside work, Lovelace will hear the familiar ping of the I.R.I.S. at her wrist; the moment that she lifts up her hand to check what the noise is for, a window immediately pops up. The projection fills in a spread of purple, and a message sent only to her designation loads in the window.
There is no compulsion to obey the request, but it is rather politely made - and could be interesting.
There is no compulsion to obey the request, but it is rather politely made - and could be interesting.
GOOD AFTERNOON, CPT. LOVELACE.
Hopefully I'm not interrupting anything? Sorry, if that's the case! I tried to time this for when you weren't busy with work planetside for the delivery, and wanted to give you the chance to explore if you wanted.
If you could please meet with me as soon as possible, I would appreciate it. There's some work that you might find interesting. I think if we did it together, we could really do a lot with it - and it might help us get some answers.
Hopefully I'm not interrupting anything? Sorry, if that's the case! I tried to time this for when you weren't busy with work planetside for the delivery, and wanted to give you the chance to explore if you wanted.
If you could please meet with me as soon as possible, I would appreciate it. There's some work that you might find interesting. I think if we did it together, we could really do a lot with it - and it might help us get some answers.
GANYMEDE
The observation deck is highlighted on the I.R.I.S. once the message is read, and will indicate where Lovelace needs to go to meet Ganymede. The CCO can be found easily there, waiting patiently, a data pad in their hands before turning to greet her companionably. They won't begin the discussion until they're sure that there's no one else around. While relaxed, it's hard to say what they're thinking, as there's currently no emoticons or symbols displaying on the visor of their helmet, but their filtered voice is still steady and calm.
"I'm sure you've got questions, and we've got a lot to go over. Let's get started."
"I'm sure you've got questions, and we've got a lot to go over. Let's get started."
RULES
As the role responsible for the captain's log, along with information that is acquired through it, Lovelace is expected to follow a few rules:
1. For now, keep your new designation a secret. Should this designation be shared with anyone without prior authorization, consequences and termination of position are possible. This can be revisited at a later date.
↳ As of w2, you can share your role with ONE non-role person.
2. If you distribute any information acquired, it must be done anonymously or without referencing the true source. This can be revisited at a later date.
3. Each week, only one person can be investigated. You can choose that one person, or you can select three from which a random individual will be pulled from through RNG. You cannot investigate yourself, senior crew, or previously decommissioned crew at this time.
↳ As of w5, a second person can be selected; these choices can come from both senior and junior crew, the previously decommissioned, and the old crew roster.
4. Selection must be made during Lovelace's meeting with Ganymede when summoned on Wednesday (ICly, OOCly the deadline is Friday). Once one or both parties leave the meeting, the meeting is concluded until reconvening for discussion of results on Sunday. This does not mean that the role can't be discussed in audiences, however!
1. For now, keep your new designation a secret. Should this designation be shared with anyone without prior authorization, consequences and termination of position are possible. This can be revisited at a later date.
↳ As of w2, you can share your role with ONE non-role person.
2. If you distribute any information acquired, it must be done anonymously or without referencing the true source. This can be revisited at a later date.
3. Each week, only one person can be investigated. You can choose that one person, or you can select three from which a random individual will be pulled from through RNG. You cannot investigate yourself, senior crew, or previously decommissioned crew at this time.
↳ As of w5, a second person can be selected; these choices can come from both senior and junior crew, the previously decommissioned, and the old crew roster.
4. Selection must be made during Lovelace's meeting with Ganymede when summoned on Wednesday (ICly, OOCly the deadline is Friday). Once one or both parties leave the meeting, the meeting is concluded until reconvening for discussion of results on Sunday. This does not mean that the role can't be discussed in audiences, however!
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[ but - he sighs, rolling his neck and moving to follow her around the bend. ]
Yeah. Every day is just pointing towards it more and more. [ you get to go down a bending, twisting path for a bit - straight, turn, straight, turn, straight, turn, with a few more of those nook-like "dead ends" immediately there - before another option comes up.
you can either go straight, or right. ]
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I figure a parasite and a ghost aren't that different, in practice. We need an exorcism or we need a cure. Whichever.
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Maybe both? [ your senses of humor suck. ] Exorcist, exterminator... I guess we have Temenos for a possible exorcist. Might just have to be all of us to be the exterminators.
[ you go straight, and then the path goes right on its own. forward, forward, then left, up, a bend, a bend - pick straight or right again. nothing bad so far; you haven't hit a true dead end yet. ]
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but hmmm. let's go right! ]
Can't decide if I hate being an exterminator more than I'd hate being a ghostbuster.
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we go right! there's more subtle bends, here, and if you were looking at it from a top down view it would look like a staircase shape going downwards. the path continues for a little while in a straight route, after this, but it feels like the temperature is dropping. ]
Good question. At least ghostbuster, you'd have the experience under your belt already?
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anyway she does actually pause for a second, registering the temperature drop and briefly getting too distracted to keep up the idle chatter. ]
...
[ maybe if she just doesn't say anything about it he won't be worried. the silence is definitely not suspicious. ]
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but it's the kind of familiar chill that comes with being in space, just at where the frigid reaches bump up against the temperature control of life support.
anyways: ] I'm not a T-rex from Jurassic Park, captain. Even if you make no sudden movements or noise, I can still perceive you and my surroundings.
I just don't know if this is bad in that we're getting close, or bad in that we're about to be in trouble.
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[ haha. anyway, hmm. she's gonna just keep going if she can? no fear! ]
Probably both. If temperature regulation is out in this area, it either means the ship doesn't have control of the space... or just doesn't expect anyone to go there. Both are kind of promising.
[ cheerfully: ] And both also leave us with the potential to freeze to death or suffocate. [ SO STOP GOING THIS WAY? ]
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[ he has not asked.
but he will follow; they can continue onwards, into a right and then fairly quickly another right. down, a turn outwards, down, inwards. it's getting colder, the air a little thinner. ]
Why just or? It's probably and. [ i hate both of you. ] Alright, let's go. Did you bring anything with you before they blockaded the armory?
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[ ma'am.
also me like. well i didn't submit anything... can i handwave that she got bullets since they talked about that........ ]
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Why does it always have to be eldritch horrors...
[ yeah you can have a few bullets, he would have figured out how to ensure she had some before this, even if he had to get them from the acquada belugas instead of usual channels.
probably a good thing that you asked, because this is a dead end, as it turns out.
and it's teeth-chatteringly cold, with a squishy, fleshy noise underfoot. ]
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she is just hissing: ] Why is it squishy?! Are we in its guts?!
[ in WHAT'S guts? anyway, i guess we... backtrack....????? ]
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he's also freezing, figuratively, and reaching his regular hand down for the bayard in case he has to dual wield. the purple glow of his galra hand continues because if it shorts out to being nerfed again it'll still be viable as a flashlight. ]
I sure hope not! [ aaaaaa ] The dead calling wherever they are the Helly Belly is not something I want carrying over here!
[ the fleshy feeling
pulsates
and tries to grab at their feet ]
Gah!
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but the thing about a gun being her only weapon is that even lovelace knows better than to try shooting it in tight spaces like this. with no idea where EXACTLY they are. after joking about how there might not be oxygen one wall over.
so she is just kicking??? at the tunnel??? ]
Let go, let go, let go!
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shiro swings his hand down, as he feels the fleshy reach of the floor coming up their legs. it cauterizes whatever the hell this is, which brings them the smell of rotten but cooking meat. terrible. hate it.
not the worst thing either of them has dealt with. ]
Back, back - try the other way! [ roll a d20, if it's 12 or higher it's a save. 11 or under she's eating shit on the meat floor. ]
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okay. well she's trying to scramble back but IT'S NOT GOING WELL ]
I don't want to get eaten by the ship! If I get eaten by the ship I can't make fun of Kasuga for getting eaten by a bus! [ that cannot and should not be your motivation here. ]
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lovelace gets to be besties with the floor as the Thing pulls on her leg, which is, in fact, fleshy. it's malformed, like the whorls and knobs and rough shape of tree bark but made.
meat. ]
Why is that the priority!? [ shiro doesn't super fair any better though as he stumbles into the wall, and is. stuck there. ] - stop, god, I avoided getting eaten by acid flesh monsters and absorbed into Barbie hell, no more!
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[ but at least that's a little promising. he's been through this kind of thing before? because she fucking hasn't! she is kicking harder at this thing. is there anything she can grab onto to pull herself away from it? ANYTHING NOT ALSO FLESHY??? ]
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[ screams with mouth closed. just because he has experience does NOT mean he's happy, or doing any better, and he hacks and slashes and burns at the flesh until he can get off the wall at least.
scrabbling at the fleshy ground, eventually she feels a groove where the floor is no longer meat mimicry, where it meets the real floor. she can give herself a pull to get out. ]
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[ yay she will try to pull herself out of this horrible fleshy grip, then. where can we go now, she wants to keep moving Fastly. maybe if we move fast enough we can outrun its grabby meat. ]
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the path, fortunately, does not change. nothing chases you, although the entire maze is now frigid. you go back to the staircase shape, and you can go right (the straight path you did not choose) or left (back in the direction you started in). ]
There is no level of reimbursement this company can give us at this point...
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[ right! ]
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[ good news cola
you solved my maze puzzle and only went the wrong way once. there's a grated vent ahead, once you've run far enough, that can be seen on the lefthand side the moment you round a corner. you could of course keep going straight, but that would just lead you to more meat, probably, and there's a quiet hum of technology coming through here. ]
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[ i did so much better at this maze than the one in homo. i can't believe i didn't force anyone to come with me to witness this. goddamn it.
well then. in we go?? ]
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he's just going to remove the panel so that she can see what they've got. she'll fit through way more easily than he will - and it turns out that she's right at the main terminal for the bridge. ]
... so, we got this far but didn't necessarily plan what we were going to do once we got here.
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