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ximilia mods ([personal profile] ximilian) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2022-02-02 06:57 pm

MISSION: BAD COMPANY, PART 2

M I S S I O N   4 . 2

INTROTHE DREAM DEFERREDYOUR WAKE UP CALLFYI

// INTRO. WELFORD BRANSON  


It is barely past twilight in Scorpion’s Bend, the twin suns having just set, taking their light with them — but the moons delay, and so darkness lingers over the town as Lan Xichen’s conversation with one Welford Branson comes to an abrupt end. At the same time, all around the town, the team will notice the town natives around them stilling — some freezing in the middle of a sentence, a man with a fork in the air, a woman mid-step on the street, some youngsters with their mouths open in laughter. All of them become statues in less than a heartbeat; still, eyes vacant, like everything that made them seem alive has been taken away.

And then — a reverberating sigh, echoing heavily in the ears of all the Orbers. What follows are words, spoken by a chorusing voice now familiar to most of the team —

Well now you’ve done it.

The orb’s echoing sound is filled with disappointment, even annoyance.

Some may see that amidst all the frozen townspeople, an old man runs, clawing at his thinning hair. Some of you may hear his words, muttered, desperate:

I don't understand, I thought 'twas just a bad dream, everyone was fine, don't understand, what in the name of the Eight could've done somethin' like this —”

The disbelieving mumbles trail at his wake, making it clear he does not know what is going on at all — in fact, you may have a better idea as to what has happened than he does. But as you turn to follow him, open your mouth to yell at him to stop... everything around you shatters.

The lights in the buildings grow dim and break; the smell of food disappears; the horses in the stables simply fade away. You notice that if you were wearing or carrying something you bought while here, it too disappears, your clothes turning to those you had on upon arrival, all equipment shimmering away slowly.

But perhaps most importantly… the frozen statues of people crumble into ash right in front of you. It may fill the floors of the now-silent, dusty and worn-down houses, or it may blow away with the harsh desert wind — whichever it is, sans the team, the town of Scorpion’s Bend is now devoid of people.

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// PART I.THE DREAM DEFERRED  


The town that now surrounds the team is very different from the one it used to be — the houses are quiet, filled with sand and dust; doors broken, tables turned over, drawers open and mostly empty, aside from anything not valuable. The beds in Thornbush Inn are ragged, insects of various sizes skittering along the floors. The Saloon is dusty, furniture broken, and a lone piano stands in the corner, half its keys having crumbled away. The door to the Mayor’s office is ajar, a banging sound repeating as it hits the wall in time with the wind.



1.0   In the corners of the Sheriff’s office, the school and the church, the embera slither along, searching for food; owl-shrews hide from the Orbers on the streets, while feathered coyotes howl at the five moons now lending their light to see the town’s destruction better. The team may be the only living humanoids, but they are not the only living beings in the town anymore; in the absence of people, animals have made the town their home. And coexist they must, now, to survive the rapidly dropping temperature of the night that has fallen upon them.


2.0   The next morning, as the moons disappear underneath the horizon and let the two suns bring out their scorching rays once more, the team wakes up to the reality of having to survive Scorpion’s Bend… with very little supplies. So search the empty houses, for they still stand; the fire that has burned away the people has not touched the buildings… but they have not been immune to the passing of time, or the harsh weather in the desert. You may find clothing, basic equipment, pots and pans left on a now-cold stove; but no valuables, no money, no gems, no jewelry, no weapons.

But amidst your search through the town, remember that what you need, first and foremost, is to find water and something to eat — it will not be long until the suns are high in the sky, and some of you are already in desperate need of proper nourishment, without being left to endure the scorching temperatures the days on the planet of Badrock bring.


3.0   But should you want to brave the heat, you’ll find it is now possible to leave the town and venture out into the desert. Out there, the rock dragons search for prey, while bald vultures circle above your head in groups of three or four, their shrieks growing in volume the farther you walk. If you show weakness, any weakness, they strike — and the dragons, sensing their chance, are not far behind.

And when you least expect it, the ground underneath you trembles, like a small earthquake is approaching you… and then you see it: from the sand, a whale surges up, then another, and another, arcing through the air like suspended there, before the sand swallows them once more. Should you get too close, you too may be swallowed underneath the sand; unless you’re very, very careful, or have in your arsenal something else that may help you to deal with these near-immortal giants that have swam across the deserts for hundreds of thousands of years.


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// PART II.YOUR WAKE UP CALL  


Time passes at a snail’s pace without the comforts of the town you were used to. Scorpion’s Bend is now a wasteland you must survive, and it clearly isn’t easy. Some of you might question whether retrieving the orb is still an endeavour worth pursuing after all of this, but the rest of you know that it is. That you’ve come this far and you’re nearly there; you just need to band together and form a gameplan.

As the suns begin to set over the horizon on yet another grueling day of scorching heat and rough, dry sand in the ghost town of Scorpion’s Bend, you might begin to hear a distant thunder that has nothing to do with an oncoming desert storm or otherwise. It rattles at the already weakened structures of the old Saloon and the General Store, bits of broken glass and debris vibrating with the raucous sound of clattering hooves, feet, and paws. And as the sound of the invasion grows louder – you’ll hear the unmistakable manic howling and bellowing in accompaniment: these are the Bouldersnakes that some of you have already heard much of.



4.0   The Bouldersnakes are not a group to be taken lightly, and have garnered the fearsome reputation that they now hold for a reason. Kicking up dust, they arrive like a cloud of chaos in different sizes, shapes, and forms. Some have the ability to shrink and grow in size to match their opponents in physical size and weight. Other Bouldersnakes are agile and quick; and others yet are superhumanly strong and robust – either way, they make for formidable opponents when you, yourself, have been weakened from weeks of a lack of proper nutrition and sleep. The individual members of the Bouldersnakes are like a band of bloodthirsty brothers: from all walks of life and all colours and creeds, with a severe and mean streak to them, who will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

What goals, you ask? Should you listen carefully, their leader, riding a winged lizard-like creature, shouts to their underlings:

Find it! This is where it told us to come to. We missed it last time, but no more! I don't care what we have to do, we're getting our hands on that thing!

As it so happens, you are not the only crew in search of that elusive orb; the Bouldersnakes have been tracking down the whereabouts of this mysterious and all-powerful object themselves, burning through towns – quite literally – to get it. News that Scorpion’s Bend has seen a resurgence of life and might still be the resting place of the orb has the bandits seeking out the town again. Their first round through Scorpion's Bend about a year ago had them coming up empty-handed (save for a few bits and baubles), but this time they are determined to find what they've come here to find. Though if there’s anything left here to salvage... they’ll ransack as they please.

Whether you confront them head-on or they catch you in hiding, they won’t easily back down from a fight. It will be best to keep your distance if you can manage it, and hope that they’ll pass you by. But the Bouldersnakes have their weaknesses too: once maimed, they still bleed, and none of them are immortal, though they are notoriously difficult to kill based on their talents alone... and when they carry weapons, too, well — those not accustomed to battles may find it best to hide. And even for those with fighting experience under your belt, teaming up with your fellow Orbers and combining your shared skills will be your best chance at survival.


5.0   By the time the suns have disappeared and the moons have risen, the Bouldersnakes invasion will make the bandit attack from the other night seem like a childish tussle. The Bouldersnakes don’t play nice and have adapted to the harsh lands as ruthless survivors. They arrive like a wave, many equipped with weapons: guns, sabers, pistols and small knives. A few others have engineered their own specially crafted weapons made of metal and magic (in the shape of guns, blow-torches, and blades) that wield a special element harnessed from mined ore called ‘pulsefire’. It is this pulsefire, glowing a deep blue (like the hottest colour of flame), that has the capability to destroy all living beings and allows the bandits to systematically ravage unsuspecting towns down to ash, reap its benefits (either for the town’s riches and wealth, or and especially: for any supply of ore), and then leave without a trace.

The best way to fight against pulsefire is to acquire weapons of pulsefire of your own and best a Bouldersnake before they best you. (Think high stakes, noon-time duels of the pistol.) Of course, this is a very risky and very dangerous affair as one shot by pulsefire could mean your untimely demise and the element itself isn't easy to put out either, so it might be best to work in teams to strategically disarm and swipe a pulsefire weapon to use before they manage to overwhelm you.

NOTE:   If your character is alive, your character will be vulnerable to the effects of pulsefire. Unliving things such as buildings and infrastructure will not be affected. Pulsefire has a slow spread-rate over unliving things, but its effects on the living are instant. Once in contact with the element, pulsefire quickly consumes the living body and spirit until it is turned to ash. Putting pulsefire out over unliving things is relatively easy, but once pulsefire has touched the living, there's little to no chance of making it out in one piece.


All through this, you must still remember your goal — it is not to stay in Scorpion's Bend, or even fight the Bouldersnakes, but to find the orb... and that means finding Welford Branson. How will you convince him to give you the orb, when all signs point to him not even knowing what it is, or what it has done? That is what you must decide... if you survive the Bouldersnakes in one piece, of course.

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F Y I

The events in this log take place ICly right after the end of the NPC thread.

The voting for how to get the orb is now open! Please head HERE to submit your idea for how the team should proceed to get the orb, or +1 others’ ideas.

The conclusion of the mission and the return to the station will be posted on February 13.

If you have questions about anything in this log, please direct them HERE.

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ruinously: @tweak (2021-10-31 21_11_43-Netflix — Mozilla Fi)

[personal profile] ruinously 2022-02-06 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dean looks up at Luke when he hears footfalls coming closer, expression lightening into a smile instead of something wary and tense. ]

Hey.

[ Luke is so free and open with his affection. Dean wouldn't consider himself out of the closet; when Luke slips his hand around Dean's waist, he tenses a little, but a cursory glance around tells him no one cares.

Literally...no one cares.

He sags a little, pressing right into Luke's side. ]


Probably the same as everyone else. How the hell are we gonna get everyone fed, watered, and find the damn orb before we all die?
ruinously: @tweak (2021-10-31 14_00_57-Netflix — Mozilla Fi)

[personal profile] ruinously 2022-02-06 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
Huh?

[ He wasn't expect pushback - and she's right, he is kind of in a daze. He's on autopilot, going through the motions. It's kinda like being back home, having a mission, people to protect and keep safe. ]

Oh...yeah. I'll get one.

[ From somewhere. Maybe. ]
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[personal profile] laviny 2022-02-06 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Yelena is getting ready to make a little fire and roast some vulture meat for a snack when Kovacs approaches her, yelling for help. Her first instinct is to fight because that’s usually what people come to her for. Fighting. Murder. That kind of thing. She even starts to take up a fighting stance before she realizes he’s bringing her someone who’s been injured.

She blinks a few times, taking it in. The injured woman does seem to be in a pretty bad way, and the fact of the matter is Yelena does know some first aid. She’s not an expert in field medicine by any means, but she can manage as long as things aren’t exceptionally dire. Widows often had to stitch or bandage each other up out in the field. She’s even had to stitch herself up a time or two. But still she feels the need to warn him:]


Okay, but…you know I’m not a doctor right?
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[personal profile] flickerandfade 2022-02-06 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ If Megatron is discomfited by the effusion of organic blood in the moment, he doesn't show it. He merely braces himself to help carry Bones towards the relative safety of the armored vehicle and lifts with the rest of them--in fact probably a bit more since the holoform is made of hard light and has no muscles. There's a muted sound, a nod at Clara. ]

We'll need that--

[ He pauses, then stoops to pick up McCoy's tricorder, letting the others carry on without him for a moment. This will be important. He turns, hurries down the alley after the rest of them. As they reach the armored vehicle, he hoists himself... onto himself? And looks down at the rest, sets the tricorder to one side. He lays out a new set of instructions, still as calm and precise as ever. ]

Finn, once we get him up here, I want you to cover us from here. You're armed and it's best if someone is keeping an additional eye out. I fear that getting him inside will need to wait until he's been patched up--he might lose too much blood and the hatch is rather cramped for two people to go in side-by-side.

[ He crouches down, hooks his hands underneath Bones' armpits. ]

On the count of three, lift him up--and then get up here because we'll need both of you.

[ That said pointedly to Clara and James. ]

Ready?
Edited 2022-02-06 00:38 (UTC)
firstroar: (pic#6165270)

[personal profile] firstroar 2022-02-06 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[he accepts the help in sitting up, shuddering a little after-the-fact from that venom...stuff.]

No...no injury... [not that he's aware of, but then, he's likely to bruise somehow from all the jostling just because his body likes to spite him. he swallows and exhales against a raspy throat.]

Mmh... Water...may be good, actually... Thank you.
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[personal profile] flickerandfade 2022-02-06 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Of course.

[ Megatron settles down to sit in the street. He doesn't lean against the building, because there's no way it would support him. He does manage to get a little bit of shade, however, by hunching up some. He watches her weave with interest, though, apparently fascinated. ]

...It's an artificial webbing, then?
oiorpata: (88)

i. team up.

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-02-06 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ the fact that these bouldersnakes change and adapt is tricky, but andy is andy and she adapts too, maybe just not physically the same way. she's come to this fight with a chokuto, a handful of knives, and her guns, though the latter she is using sparingly to save on her ammo. ]

[ she takes down one of the snakes, then looks up, just in time to see another one of them honing down on kovacs. ]

[ without hesitation, she hurls one of her kunai from itachi at the bouldersnake, impaling him in the neck. ]
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[personal profile] construing 2022-02-06 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
You got it.

[ gwen swaps the energy bar for a plastic water bottle, which she holds to his lips. her mask had since opened to reveal her face. only little black threads linger across her cheeks and brow, weaving delicately over her skin despite the lack of breeze. ]

You know, [ she says after a moment, aiming for levity, ] I just carried you across several thresholds and I still don't know your name.
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i

[personal profile] firstroar 2022-02-06 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
[it's hard to adjust to the kind of brutality this place has forced upon them all, but...that might just be a Blue-problem, because Andy is entirely unfazed, in and out. seeing the dead animal drop near where he sits bundled up makes his stomach tighten automatically, his expression tightening with unease. dead things...are just never great to see...

but at least there's a good reason they feel empty: they are.

he lifts his eyes to Andy at mention of the next steps, nodding gently.]


Thank you... For your hard work, Andy.
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[personal profile] laviny 2022-02-06 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Yelena had gotten Marta's bleeding to stop and bandaged her as best she could for the time being, but medicine is far from Yelena’s area of expertise. There was only so much she could do, especially when a vital organ was damaged. That’s something that needs a real doctor, or maybe a magic healer.

She had approached Erik because he’s been around awhile, and if nothing else might know who has the skills necessary to help. Apparently it was a wise decision because Erik, himself, seems to have some skills.

Yelena stands off to the side, letting Erik work while she washes the blood off her hands.]
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[personal profile] construing 2022-02-06 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Synthetic, yeah. I'm not excreting anything, I want that clear. [ please never use that word again, megatron. at least not around her.

looking back down to her work, gwen explains,
] My web-shooters filter moisture from the air to make the thread. Of course, this place is arid as fuck, so Tony figured out a formula and got me some fluid cartridges.

[ she stops a little abruptly, head bent low. it's still rough knowing he's gone, particularly after peter informed her tony was returning to die. she didn't know him very long or very well, but… it fucking sucks. ]
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-02-06 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[the relief is immediate, and with it the barrier drops and Blue can catch his breath. but it's a temporary reprieve; the searing shots send slices of sympathetic pain his way, causing him to recoil, backing up against the bar counter between some of the few still-remaining stools.

his eyes dart to Peter when called, about to respond, but--]


Look out!

[he feels the intention before it happens, the alien that had been shot at rolling onto arms and legs to lunge forward and catch Peter by his ankles.]
oiorpata: (88)

4.0

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-02-06 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ it does not leave daisy vulnerable for long, because andy sees it happen. ]

[ she fires one shot, and it hits the bouldersnake in the shoulder, but andy uses the distraction to rush at him with her sword. as soon as she's in close enough, she cleaves it straight through his chest, yanking it out carelessly once the damage is done. the bouldersnake doubles over and falls to the ground and andy scurries over to offer daisy her hand. ]


You okay?
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4.0

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-02-06 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ andy wouldn't call herself bloodthirsty, though she knows she can look that way from a distance. efficient, she thinks, is a better word. the bouldersnakes are just as violent. ]

[ she's never seen erik in this suit of his, but she knows he is more than capable in a fight, so when she watches him strike and take down one of the snakes, she is neither surprised nor disgusted by the gore of it. mostly she is watching his face and the way he pauses. ]

[ her sword is bloody, and she's still in her regular cowboy clothes, even if she's ditched the hat, which have small spatters of blood similarly, but at the moment none of it looks like hers. there's a small lull in the attack wave, letting her move a little closer to him without any immediate danger. ]


Everything okay?
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[personal profile] naloxone 2022-02-06 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ marta wouldn't consider herself a nonbeliever, but the fact of the matter is there's still a large difference between accepting something as reality, and seeing that reality for yourself. after her relatively short time among the crew of tje ximilia, she's come witness to a lot of things she's only ever known to be in her books: time travelling, immortality, magic. healing magic shouldn't come as such a surprise to her, and yet it does. but maybe that's more to do with the fact it's her life on the line here.

breathe in and out. slowly.

she takes her time, knowing he's working hard to make sure she has it. ]


I'm going to bake you such a big birthday cake when we get away from all this.
scarcastically: (you think who are meek)

[personal profile] scarcastically 2022-02-06 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ he hasn't removed the scars yet. erik was still doing research into how that would work. they prickle like an open wound at times. ]

Yeah? Can't say I have much experience in non-bloodbaths. They tend to happen a lot wherever we go.
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[personal profile] scarcastically 2022-02-06 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's seen blood. scarred his body for it. devoted his own blood for causes. seen his people bleed out in the streets for it. yet, right now, it feels like an out of body experience. looking at himself from the outside.

erik shakes his head. ]


Yeah, I'm good. Just caught up in the moment there.
scarcastically: (i'll rent a room at the Ritz)

[personal profile] scarcastically 2022-02-06 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ he shakes his head. ]

Mostly clothes and rusted metal. Good for colder nights 'n stuff, but nothing we can use right now.
scarcastically: (destroy all you see)

[personal profile] scarcastically 2022-02-06 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ erik blinks, because he didn't expect her to remember. it takes him by surprise, the casual kindness people still hold. not that he's never seen it, but he's spent so much of his life on the fringes of it.

though erik has now realized it was fear. understood the meaning behind his father's tears. I never wanted this life for you. he lets out a little huff. ]


Sure. Can be as big as you like. I like frosting.
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[personal profile] laviny 2022-02-06 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Yelena looks up from drying her hands at the mention of birthdays and cake.]

Wait, it is your birthday?
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[personal profile] naloxone 2022-02-06 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ marta swallows around a rush of wooziness, reminding herself not to panic as it's just a common side effect from loss of blood. talking about birthdays and cake help. gives her something else to hold onto and ground her. ]

February, right? If I did my math right from the Doctors' party...
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[personal profile] scarcastically 2022-02-06 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ the charter marks gleam bright. he fiddles with the combination to add something to help relieve pain as he sighs. ]

In a few days. It's no big deal.
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[personal profile] essenceofdeadlybeasts 2022-02-06 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
The only thing Zhao had for warmth were the clothes he wore into town and the lighter he kept tucked into a pocket at all times. His boy scout skills weren't all that great truth be told. He grew up in the city and knew how to walk the streets with little to no trouble (or lots of trouble and all the ways to fuck shit up to his advantage), but put him on the spot in the middle of nowhere and he was a little lost. He kept his demeanor as always but actually figuring out how to survive for more than a day or two would probably get to him eventually.

Thankfully, the Orbers had already resorted to eating snakes so he knew he could keep doing that for sustenance. But now he had to survive a cold, cold night and damn starting a fire without a proper element was harder than it had any right to be. He had fire at his convenience and it was still hard!

He needed better supplies. Time to raid another building or two. Or--

Or get distracted by the glowing man walking towards him. He stopped and cocked his head to one side as he stared at Kaidan approaching him. His eyebrows lifted and his mouth parted slightly even as he managed a smirk of amusement.

"Well, aren't you just a handy night light? What's up with the sparkle, Kai-chan? Run into trouble?" He almost kinda wished that were true so he could find some himself. At least an adrenaline spike would warm him up a little.
scarcastically: (i'll rent a room at the Ritz)

[personal profile] scarcastically 2022-02-06 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ erik gives him the finger with a smirk. ]

I can give us worse odds, but I don't think we need the bad news.

[ he quickly rifles through the drawers. even with no food, things that can be burned are useful when the night gets colder. ]
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[personal profile] laviny 2022-02-06 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
It's an excellent excuse for cake, though.

[She can't argue about whether or not it's a big deal, birthdays mean different things to different people. But cake is awesome.]