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Entry tags:
- ! ic/ooc,
- crysta waldinger,
- dorin lee,
- eden chen,
- enoch waldinger,
- eureka castillo,
- evan finch,
- hypatia stone,
- jack jung,
- lenz polzin,
- linus lowe,
- lou sweetapple,
- minty payne,
- noah moon,
- parson starling,
- raine riley,
- rory fairfax,
- rufus kearney,
- rye ashburn,
- salvador roca,
- vidalia laroux,
- zeke zelizer,
- zzzannie song,
- zzzhera vincent-skovgaard,
- zzzisaiah st. germaine,
- zzzrhodes callaway,
- zzztaby mcleod
THE STORM
THE STORM
Shortly after 2AM, the sound of howling wind accompanies the rise of a bizarre storm and wakes up just about everyone in Enodia Station. Outside, the dark sky is overcome with swirling color like a frenetic aurora borealis and chaotic bolts of energy leap through the air with unpredictable ferocity, leaving scorched patterns and destruction in their wake. The raucous gale continues too and some residents claim to hear a whistling, melodic sound obscured within it. Barely audible but just there. Zeke Zelizer even insists they recognize the tune (it's obviously Help Me by Alkaline Trio!), though nobody else agrees or believes them. Perhaps more importantly, Noah Moon remembers hearing a similar melody just before the pulse. How strange.
Despite the presence of several backup generators, the storm also causes the Station to lose power soon after it starts, leaving the buildings dark and stuffy and increasingly hot on this summer morning. Occasionally, power returns long enough for the lights to flicker, but it never fully returns while the storm rages. Even the forcefield that surrounds the Station goes down and stays down. Electrical devices are similarly impacted, going dead in an instant and refusing to work properly, though some sporadically come back to life. Enoch Waldinger is able to use their phone to get a brief recording of the storm from a cracked window before the device gives up the ghost.
In the midst of this unfolding chaos, the directors make the call that everyone should shutter up their windows, stay put, hunker down on the lowest available floor, and wait this out. This message is passed along to everyone via a telepathic shoutout from Director Mora's assistant. While a few residents are working overnight shifts for Medical or Security and end up stuck in other buildings, this leaves most of the Station's occupants on the first floor of the Residential Building and forced into an unintentional sleepover. Get cozy, everyone! Some arrive dressed in their pajamas and wrapped in blankets, ready to try to get back to sleep, while others show up with candles, snacks, and the intention to start games for a proper sleepover experience. Either way, it's going to be a long night.
While most residents stay put, not all do.
Those that want to access other buildings to check on things there are directed to Lenz Polzin, who can create a portal to send them where they need to go. Probably. Who knows how this storm might impact anyone's abilities? Shortly after dawn, Director Madgy directly requests that Eden Chen and Annie Song be sent over to the Research Building to check in on the Liminal moles. With the power out, the forcefields that reinforce their cells are down and the last thing he wants is for the creatures to escape or wreck the place.
Those that want to go out in the storm itself will either need to sneak out from an upper floor or walk directly past members of the Security Division that are now stationed by the exterior exits. While Director Riddle hasn't instructed them to stop anyone that wants to leave, she has instructed them to strongly discourage this because of the danger outside and to let her know about anyone that heads out into the storm.
The storm finally begins to calm in the early afternoon. The wind quiets, the sky clears, and the inexplicable energy crackling through the air disappears. Heading outside, residents find that the buildings are damaged, but this is mostly limited to the char marks from that wild energy and the occasional broken window. Unfortunately, [Character F] finds that they didn't secure their windows properly; at least one room in their apartment is filled with broken glass and was thoroughly wrecked by the storm. Hopefully it won't be too difficult to get things back in order! Around the grounds, the natural world is similarly scarred and the area is littered with the debris of unsecured objects and damaged flora.
While exploring the grounds, Minty Payne encounters the bizarre bird that had been previously captured in the Riftlands. It briefly imitates them before screeching and starting to get aggressive. They scramble to recapture the bird by bribing it with a snack and leading it into a corner where it can be captured and are able to do so! Fortunately, this was the only Liminal creature to escape and the Liminal moles remain safely in their cages in the Research Building.
» VIBE CHECK: How is your character feeling about the storm? What are they hoping for when they roll up for the Residential Building sleepover? Are they dressed in cute pajamas or looking like a scruffy mess?
» THE HALLWAY: Many of the residents end up camping out in the hallway of the Residential Building's first floor, clustered into small groups to doze, talk, or even play silly sleepover games. Whatever gets them through the storm!
» IN APARTMENTS: It's up to those that have an apartment on the first floor whether or not they want to let others into their homes. Let everyone know your verdict here and open up your room to scenes if your character is willing to take others in!
» AROUND THE STATION: Not everyone chose to stay in the Residential Building. Those that didn't can fill out a form here to see how that went!
» AFTER THE STORM: Once the storm has passed, explore the grounds to inspect the damage or just try to unwind.
» OOC - QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS!
IN APARTMENTS: Storm Drinks in Room 105 w/ Hera!
IN APARTMENTS: Storm Drinks in Room 105 w/ Hera!
The wind picks up outside for a riotous moment, and she gives Crysta a look like can you believe this shit? before reaching for the bottle and a single glass. Her hand lingers over a second.
IN APARTMENTS: Storm Drinks in Room 105 w/ Hera!
She turns her attention to the cacophony outside the window, and wrinkles her nose. "Why do you think it's happening??" She asks, more for curiosity's sake than any illusion she'll get a real answer.
IN APARTMENTS: Storm Drinks in Room 105 w/ Hera!
"Hell if I know," Hera admits. "I'm too new to guess. But you can tell it's bugging some of the veterans." Weird vibes.
She tilts her head. "What do you think?"
IN APARTMENTS: Storm Drinks in Room 105 w/ Hera!
"I mean. Hell if I also know." She echoes. "But I keep thinking it'd be kind of funny if this really was like, us being sucked up into the rift and here we all are like, playing truth or dare in our PJs." She does not appear to be concerned enough to change that.
IN APARTMENTS: Storm Drinks in Room 105 w/ Hera!
Crysta's comment makes her snort, which burns. Hera, too, appears no more than amused at the idea, though her coughing has a note of laughter in it. She collects herself a moment later, rolling her shoulders back and smiling.
"I'd rather be entertained than comforted," she says. "So if that's the case, we're doing fine."
IN APARTMENTS: Storm Drinks in Room 105 w/ Hera!