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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.

And finally, your soundtrack for this log:

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oiorpata: (74)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-17 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
I'm still thinking about a good ghost story, but how could I possibly say no to my arms around you?

[ that's just how they're vibing in the wild west, andy supposes. ]
morethan084: (listening)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-17 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Especially when the other option is freezing to death.

[Daisy teases. Even if it is, you know, a real possibility. She scoots closer to Andy, hands still out in front of her to keep them warm.]
Edited 2022-03-17 00:43 (UTC)
oiorpata: (113)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-17 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
For some of us.

[ not that hypothermia is a fun way to go. she'd rather an instant death. ]
callada: (is my makeup okay?)

[personal profile] callada 2022-03-17 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
What, so I'd get a green beard? No thanks. What the hell's a chia anyway?

[Not... that it matters, because he's still stuck on picturing a bushy leafy beard on his face, and that sounds awful. Except it would also be kind of hilarious if he could do it for just a day, but it usually takes a lot more time than that to grow seeds.]
bossily: (Default)

[personal profile] bossily 2022-03-17 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
No.

[She agrees with him, pulling away enough she can wipe at her eyes.]

I don't suppose we are.

[Which is one of the best things about being on the station and agreeing to do the missions. Even if things are hard, even if she feels alone. She knows that she never really is. She's built the start of a family unit here, and feels that Xichen can be a part of it. If he wants to be, that is.

Her hand goes to his cheek, thumb grazing against his skin.
]

I know this isn't what you want to hear, but you're a good man.
cruelyethuman: (satisfied)

[personal profile] cruelyethuman 2022-03-17 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah- I'm sure that can be arranged. At least the horse is easy to control.

[The barest flicker of a smile before it slips. The edge of starvation and the ever-present danger of dehydration - the very real danger they're circling while staying in this town, without making any headway in getting the orb.]

It is better they think us trophies and entertainment at balls, than to be afraid of what we might do, if we thought to grab power for ourselves. There's a story in my world, about a man who did just that.

Things did not end well.
morethan084: (talkingdown)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-17 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I thought you still have to die before you can come back?
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[personal profile] spacedisaster 2022-03-17 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Peter is used to chaos, explosions, and guns being fired around him, but even he winces at all the noise. A broken table goes flying, and Peter dodges it in the nick of time, swerving to the left and almost tripping. It breaks against the ground, and Peter stops running for a moment to catch his breath, but the table is not the only thing that turns into splinters. 

Behind them, the bandit keeps making a horrible noise, and the front wall of the saloon explodes as a massive creature now punches through it to step out of the building. Peter can tell it is the same bandit as before because the clothes have shifted with him, but there are two more arms than before, and the dude has tripled in size. The Hulk would be jealous. ]


Did you know it could do that...?
oiorpata: (92)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-18 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ hmm she definitely pivoted away from really answering the question, but andy thinks that's fair. it's probably personal, and ziggy is in fact standing on both feet, which is the most important part at the moment. ]

They don't really have any of the right spices or ingredients here to make the snakes more versatile and tasty, no.

[ she pauses. ] Are you ready to keep moving?
morethan084: (sideglance)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-18 11:15 am (UTC)(link)
I’m not sure I see how that’s any better. Either way, they don’t treat you as equals.

[Daisy finally looks away from the door to look up at him again with a frown,]

What happened?
shadysided: (pic#15236530)

[personal profile] shadysided 2022-03-19 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
... Is there any other option?

[She says it with a quirked brow and a preparedness in the way she stands. She knows there's no time to not move; they either get going or they're dead meat. Or, well, judging by what happened... just her, probably.]

Let's get this over with; I'm sick of sand and I'm sick of bandits.

[The sooner the mission's done, the sooner they can go 'home'.]
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-03-19 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
No.

[there's a lot here Blue didn't fathom, yet here it all is! his stomach drops, aware of the larger threat more through Peter's eyes than his own.]

We need to get out of here!
oiorpata: (81)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-19 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
The option of another minute, before we get moving.

[ it's easy to offer a minute when you have had an abundance of time, even now in the middle of a bouldersnake showdown. ]

I don't think I need to argue with you about the value of sticking close anymore, do I?
oiorpata: (17)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-19 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
No point to not helping. Looking out for ourselves isn't going to work here.

[ she may be aloof often, but throw andy into a situation like this and her inner sense of Community simply kicks into overdrive. hunt, gather, warmth. three of the easier things in the world for her to put together. ]
oiorpata: (109)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-19 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
So knock me over with them. I'll get up faster.

[ she will heal while they're still in the throes of pain. ]
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[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-19 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Frustrated because Daisy doesn't see any other way to do this with the limited time they have, she finally relents.]

Fine. I'll try to cushion your fall.

[She looks to the dark sky for a minute, not happy about this.]

I'll hide somewhere so I still have eyes on you.
morethan084: (talkingdown)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-19 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
You're right, you'd stick out too much with a green beard.

[As if he doesn't already stick out from his height.]

You've never had chia seeds?
oiorpata: (115)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-19 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh haha healing. oh right. physical healing might not be what he's talking about, but that's where her brain goes. ] Are you implying I'm going to get hurt, Xichen?

[ she is half teasing. ] I suppose in that case it'll be good you're watching my back.

[ it's always fun to amuse herself that way when people don't know she can't die. ]
oiorpata: (41)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-19 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know about you, but I prefer my food fresh versus however long it's been sitting there uncared for. Probably rotted away.

[ she knows he is being a lil shit, but she will absolutely keep countering him, just because. ]

[ just like she knows he is being a punk, but even in teasing she doesn't care much for lack of care.


Remind me tomorrow not to ask for your help then. I'm not interested in looking out only for myself here. [ her ancient community instincts strike yet again. ]
chrysology: (I don't know)

[personal profile] chrysology 2022-03-20 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Gotta all pitch in. Do our part.

[At least if they get the necessities, the basics covered between them, some of the others could look for Branson and get the orb from him. Hopefully. Ed's trying to pitch in where he can at least. To do his part in helping out. Especially now he isn't bothering to hide his alchemy anymore.]
oiorpata: (120)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-20 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
But it's not permanent.

[ she wrinkles her nose, then shuffles in closer too. ]

Admittedly, it's better to avoid the longer lasting ones when we can. [ they still feel it all. they'll just come back when it's over. ]
oiorpata: (127)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-20 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ welcome to combat with an immortal lady who doesn't give a fuck. ]

You've got this. And remember, I'll be fine in the end, no matter what you do. [ a beat. ] I trust you.

[ and with that, she'll move to put herself into position, before daisy can potentially argue further. ]
cruelyethuman: (I also am vulnerable)

[personal profile] cruelyethuman 2022-03-20 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
They don't, no. They never have.

[The history of his world, of every country in it and it was rife with tales about how to deal with people like him. With Grisha.]

Once, hundreds of years ago, there was another Grisha like me. Another Darkling, someone who summons shadows, [He explains, arm settling firmer around Daisy in the growing darkness] who helped the king. The king had started a terrible war with one of the countries bordering Ravka and he was losing. His army had been devastated and the toll on the common man was staggering.

But the Darkling, he volunteered to help win the war.

The king agreed and no sooner had the order been given, before the tide of the war turned. Ravka and her army returned victorious and the Darkling had done it. The king grew scared, he was sure the Darkling sought to take the throne from him, that he would seek that power for himself.

[The story had changed so much over the years, the backbone of fear that ran through the whole country still.]

The king found this Darkling as he was using forbidden magic, trying to create an army for himself to take Ravka from its rightful king and the king killed him. But not before the Darkling managed to cast a dark and gruesome spell- he made a Shadow Fold, a great swath of darkness that cut through Ravka, splitting it in two and ruining the land trapped inside the darkness.

It took Ravka decades to find a safer way across the Unsea and my country is still divided. All who enter are set upon by winged, bloodthirsty creatures and devoured.
oiorpata: (74)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-20 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she claps his shoulder. ]

That's the spirit. [ she squints out over the horizon. ] I'm going to get ready to go out there. Where should I meet you with the furs later?
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[personal profile] romancekiller 2022-03-20 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[clarke is predictably hesitant because the last thing she wants to do is keep clara from doing anything else or being a burden especially when she could be making herself more useful. it is from the insistence though and hearing clara's offer in turn that she even begins to consider trying to rest a little]

Alright— [she gives a nod while shifting slightly to lean against clara] You know, I'm not sure if I can manage or even guarantee a few hours but I'll try. [she is appreciative even if she expects that she'll probably end up waking herself up unintentionally with her usual nightmares] If you're feeling tired before then, I'm a light sleeper anyway so you can just wake me up earlier for us to switch off. [because of course she isn't too concerned about herself all that much right now and honestly this is something she's been used to back home more times than she can count]
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