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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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calmness: DO NOT USE (when it sinks in ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2022-03-20 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[xichen takes a deep breath at that, nodding before glancing at the other man.

he wonders for a moment, what the other has seen.]
Most who have not seen war, would say they are certain he can do it. [but those who have seen atrocities, have seen loss and felt it, are more realistic in their hope.]

Taking it away is the best thing, I believe. The reality he knew is gone and, for now, it does not look like he is trying to build it again. [perhaps he cannot but preventing that is also important.]
calmness: (serenity ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2022-03-21 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[xichen nods, it is the best course of action. they need to get moving, get somewhere safer than this where they can have more than a few moments to breathe.] Stay close to me when we run out, I can cover you.

[he can keep ahead of any bouldersnakes that may appear, any danger than can encounter. then he can rest. it will only be a bit longer.]
calmness: DO NOT USE (think ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2022-03-21 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
They are? [the two of them not included? xichen tilts his head, wondering where he falls on the assessment.

he hadn't thought of the next question and that earns a frown.]
I hope so. Given the lack of proper food here, even with more animals available, we are not equipped to stay much longer. [xichen has known prolonged famine and war in his life, but does not wish to know it again.]

I have eaten snake before this but something about the snakes here.. I would be happy to never see another again.
calmness: DO NOT USE (thinking of you ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2022-03-21 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
If you do, the music can assist. [then a beat.] If you do. [playful still. he trusts that she can take care of herself. andy has proven that, after all, but what is teasing between friends?]

Keep an eye out on mine as well.
calmness: (Lan-Xichen-07)

[personal profile] calmness 2022-03-21 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't mean to make you cry. [he offers, sheepish as he speaks. it is an apology, though knowing clara he feels she will not need it.

she is too kind, too good.

xichen cannot fathom a way to explain that all the blood he has spoken of, that of innocents, it is on his hands too. perhaps the cultures of their worlds are too different to make that clear, but he does not push now.

for now he takes the reprieve, the gentle touch to his cheek. that is a kindness too, a connection that he has missed so dearly. he offers another sad smile.]
Twenty years ago, I may have more readily accepted that. [sometimes, lan xichen forgets that he looks like he is in his mid-twenties at best.] But thank you. You are kind, Clara.
oiorpata: (86)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-21 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ she mildly grins. ] It just keeps sounding better and better. [ ha ha, sounds. ]

I don't intend to get hurt, so maybe that'll be one facet of your cultivation I won't get to see. [ more like... can't stay hurt. one day he's bound to find out! ]

I'm something of an expert in that, so you're in good hands. [ as long as they're in the same vicinity at least. ]
ruinously: made by @messenger (2021-10-31 17_07_37-Netflix — Mozilla Fi)

[personal profile] ruinously 2022-03-21 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I'm glad he's not here.

[ He probably has a picture on his phone, which is not here but back at the station, but he'll save that for another time. Sam is still low key on his shitlist. ]

Man meat, [ he says through a laugh, leaning in a little before picking up the bottle and offering it to her. ]

That's a new one. Here -- this will probably help warm you up, too.
ruinously: @tweak (Default)

[personal profile] ruinously 2022-03-21 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ He used to, a lot. Make excuses. He'd defend his old man til the cows came home, get in fights with his brother about it, with anyone who talked shit. But -- that year he had an expiration date, when hell loomed over his head like a storm cloud, there'd been some come to Jesus moments. Screaming at his demon self, my father was an obsessed bastard!, realizing the truth in his own words, finally admitting he didn't deserve what happened, what his dad dumped on him, to go to hell. ]

Thanks. I appreciate that.

[ Leaning on Sam was different - they were too codependent to see outside of their periphery. But Jim isn't judgmental, doesn't seem to think Dean weak, not good enough. Doesn't tell him he's not strong enough or that he's a shitty hunter.

Fuck you, Sam. ]


Did plenty of that, too. [ He smiles a little, picking at the blanket. ] What kinda trouble'd you get into?
morethan084: (seriously(2))

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-21 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tucking herself against him when his arm around her tightens, she listens intently to his story. Brows knitting together in confusion pretty quickly into his story, Daisy waits until he’s done to look up at him.]

I thought you were the only one with that kind of power?

[A few months back, he had told her as much. That there was no one as powerful as him. That he was the only one like himself.]
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morethan084: (leanon(2))

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-21 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tucking her hair behind her ear, Daisy moves to rest her head against Andy's shoulder unless she stops her.]

Like starvation?

[That pesky little thing they're dealing with right now.]
morethan084: (small smile)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-22 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy takes a deep breath when Andy walks away. She says she trusts her so she really can't afford to mess up here. It feels like forever before it happens, the bouldersnake shows up and thankfully Daisy manages to react in time.

Everything after that is a blur as both he and Andy go flying in the air along with a few nearby bandits. Rushing forward she uses her powers to forcefully knock over a few others that had come running at all of the commotion, she moves towards Andy just as the bouldersnake with the pulsefire weapon gets back to their feet. In front of Andy, Daisy takes a risk by an attempt to shield the pulsefire from making contact.

The bouldersnake looks just as surprised as she does, but she reacts quickly by breaking their wrist and the weapon falls to the ground. Before they have time to even grab it she manages to send them flying back into their teammates who are scrambling back to their feet.

Eyes bright from relief and excitement, Daisy turns to face Andy.]


You okay?
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oiorpata: (64)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-22 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ she doesn't stop it. she wonders if she should, but deep down andy does appreciate touch. it's how she often shows her own affection. it's almost comforting. ]

Yeah. I come back from that too.

[ she can't help but think of quynh in the desert. ]
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callada: (me abandonó sin avisar)

[personal profile] callada 2022-03-22 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Not that I know of.

[But he's no seed expert, so who knows. Do chia seeds go in salads? He'll spend about two seconds wondering, then decides it really doesn't matter. Instead, he's still pondering this green beard idea.]

Wonder if you could use that as some kinda camouflage. Imagine sneaking through the woods covered in green. Roll in some pitch, then glue seeds all over. Practical invisibility once they sprout, right?

[Only, you know, not. But it's funny to picture, he decides.]
morethan084: (upset/disappointed)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-22 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Does it ever get less terrifying?

[It's a question she's been wanting to ask, but it never felt like the right time.]
oiorpata: (16)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-22 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ she thinks on it for a few moments. ]

I'm not really scared of dying.

[ when she takes into consideration the fact that one day a death will actually stick, she wonders if she should be scared. but mostly she's just tired, and that always seems to outweigh everything else. ]
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[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-22 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
What does it feel like? When it happens.

[Daisy's come close before, and it's something she thought about a lot after coming back from near death.]
oiorpata: (82)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2022-03-22 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
That kind of depends on how it happens.

[ maybe andy herself will be the ghost story daisy was looking for. ]
morethan084: (profile(2))

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-22 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy's never really talked about what it felt like to her. She remembers how distraught her team had been after she came back, especially Jemma.]

I came close before. Got shot twice in the stomach. No one tells you how much the bullets burn.
romancekiller: (pic#13070891)

[personal profile] romancekiller 2022-03-22 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
[clarke can only just watch as the scene unfolds before her while gwen continues to fight against the bandit] Wow— looks like he's not getting up any time soon. [the words are mostly muttered to herself when the bandit gets slammed into the ground and really at this point, she is just waiting for gwen up to give her a signal or something so she can get down from the roof]
chrysology: (Does it take)

[personal profile] chrysology 2022-03-22 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
There's a couple places people are setting up for supplies and all. Either one of them works for me. The school or whatever.

[He's just relieved people are working together. That this isn't entirely breaking down in them all fighting over what there was left and all. Really. Mostly, the group did keep in mind they had to help out, all had their roles to play.]
cruelyethuman: (I also am vulnerable)

[personal profile] cruelyethuman 2022-03-22 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
I am. It seems as if there is only ever one like me known to the world, but we are all related. Being a Darkling is- a title. It carries the weight of every deed done by those who came before.

[As if an unbroken line of Shadow Summoners had risen to power in Ravka, hailing from all corners of the land and only letting themselves be known, when the last one died.]

We are feared, because of what happened all those centuries ago.
morethan084: (glance)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-22 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
You said your dad was a heart...

Render?

[Something like that. She's just trying to understand how he's related to the previous Darkling.]
morethan084: (amused/talking)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-22 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Boi if you don't....]

I mean, people would think your nuts and maybe leave you alone?
callada: (at least I laugh at myself)

[personal profile] callada 2022-03-23 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Mm, but you can do that without getting covered in green leafy shit. Works all right, too. The trick is to come across as the right kind of nuts, so they move on past instead of asking questions.

[Is he bullshitting or has he actually done this? His raised eyebrow and subtle little smirk doesn't really answer one way or the other.]
morethan084: (amused/listening)

[personal profile] morethan084 2022-03-23 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm having a hard time imagining you'd blend in with any amount of camouflage.

[Will she ever stop with the height jokes? Probably not.]