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logsinthenight2020-07-19 02:39 pm
nextnightmods) wrote in logsinthenight2020-07-19 02:39 pm
EVENT CONCLUSION: BEYOND THE SEA
EVENT LOG:
BEYOND THE SEA
characters: everyone!!
location: in the helix station under the lake, and back to the surface! (hopefully)
date/time: july 19th ish
content: After successfully exploring the Helix Station, characters have all they need to deal with the world eater stuck in the portal down below. How are they going to do it? Click and find out!
warnings: injury, body horror, monster horror, blood, maiming, you know, the usual
game plan.
Based on the votes, the consensus is quite clear: it's time to see if a creature that can destroy worlds can be killed. Characters are well armed from the finds in the test lab. Having recovered Weaver from the R&D wing, they have her assistance in attempting to use the MK VIII to assist with this task. The Key Extraction group found strong potions that might help to pacify the creature long enough to fight it. They have all they can hope to in this impossible fight — the idea is simple. Open the doors, distract the monster with brute force and attempt to pacify it with the narcotics they've recovered, while Weaver does what she can to get the drone restarted and hopefully in place for a killing blow.
If things go badly, though, the team has all agreed on a Plan B. If the tides start to turn, then the group will finish what Alastair started and shunt that bad boy back into space. It's not possible for them to change the trajectory, the World Eater will end up back where it started. However, it won't be in their lake anymore, so that's still some sort of a win. As Weaver is controlling the drone remotely, she will be the one in the control room, and will run the reversal routine if the attack begins to fail. Cao Pi is in charge of the radio to call if things start going south. Hopefully someone taught him how to use it!
boss battle.
Javert, Fitz, and Law (armed with a key Weaver provided him), with a coordinated use of the lockdown keys, manage to open the Portal Bay. Even with power restored, it is practically pitch dark in the room. It's as if the World Eater trapped in the portal manages to suck in and contain any light that dares get too close. They can hardly see the monster before they brave entering the room, though as they walk deeper into the darkness the group can see its shadowy form lodged in the portal. It's trapped around the torso, with only a small part of it visible to the group. Impossibly huge, and perhaps somewhat reminiscent of something that might have resembled a green eyed spirit, once, though it has started growing new extremities and limbs, as well as a few more sets of eyes. It rouses as they enter, and just looking at the World Eater manages to send an unspeakable wave of unease, anxiety, and hopelessness through the group.
Gregor, Stone and Jill throw the fragile bottles of sedative. They crack and settle on the skin and wide empty eyes of the monster. While it's clear it did not incapacitate the World Eater, the mental effects lessen and its movements seem to slow.
With that, it's a free for all, all members of the party armed to the teeth and determined to fight for all they have. The weapons recovered by Cao Pi, Link, and Reiju prove especially useful, though as they cut and slash, the World Eater seems to recover new limbs, new tendrils, seem to generate at random. Like a hydra, every piece they cut down seems to restore itself. Braving closer to its torso leaves the creature leaking toxic black blood over the floor. Touching it proves it is bitterly caustic, easily burning through rubber and clothing and flesh alike. It's a bitter, ugly battle, and not without damage to the fighters themselves.
The fight seems doomed to fail, even with the World Eater slowed and mostly immobilized. It's more than just slashes, heavy hits that can send bodies flying across the room. A flash of attention can leave an attacker immobilized, dark swirling terror clawing through them strong enough that they might try to hurt themselves or their company instead of the monster itself. Worse yet, any time the World Eater seems to lull, it seems to draw the living energy from any lantern nearby, rousing itself and dampening the fighter that might have been feverishly fighting a second before.
However, with the distraction provided, Weaver successfully reactivates the MK VIII. It sounds much like a giant sized bumble bee, until it rockets through the air toward the monster. The beast manages to swat the drone away, once, and for a moment all hope seems to be lost. Until the device lurches in the air and zooms right back to its task, landing on the monstrosity and scuttling deftly over the surface of the World Eater in attempt to find a weak spot. The battle swells, attempting to keep the World Eater from clawing the drone from its body before the drone has a chance to work properly.
It feels as if it takes hours for the drone to locate a weak point, though the reality is it doesn't take much longer than a handful of minutes. The sickening churn of flesh, bone and blood resonates in the room as the drone buries successfully inside the monster. Those lingering for the fight aren't spared, as even as the device whirls inside of it, the World Eater keeps up the fight, reaching for and lashing out at whoever remains close enough. There's no running for cover, as the fight rages until the very last.
There's no warning for when it happens. The World Eater cries out, a terrifying bellow that echoes throughout the station. With the cry comes a flash of bold light, brighter than any of them have seen since arriving in Beacon. The light builds, pushes outward, and the explosion deafens suddenly and completely. The room is bathed in light and anyone in the Portal Room is thrown to the sidelines, bouncing like ragdolls off the sturdy metal walls. The implosion paired with the light existing inside the creature floods through the room, likely to leave characters blinded and deafened for a few seconds after.
However, as they come to their senses, they find the World Eater felled, lying in multiple bloody burnt pieces. Troubling, some of them do seem to keep twitching and moving. Still, it seems to be over. The fight was not without consequences, and certainly not won easily, but it was won all the same.
return to the surface.
With the beast felled, and the party much worse for the wear, the group collects back in the submarines which have thankfully had a chance to charge this time around. The ride isn't exactly fun, but there's no alarm messages or rides in pitch darkness, at least. Even if there's still a good chance that characters might suffer decompression sickness, dizziness, queasiness, and headaches as they head back topside.
It's a battered and bruised group that makes it back to the docks. Plenty will need medical attention, and there might even be some with broken lanterns that will need to be taken to the lab and repaired immediately. Those that died in the fight will awaken in 3 days, however, there might be some consequences when they revive.
Those that are in better shape have a lot to share. What they've seen, what happened, and what should happen next. They've had a rough go of it, characters on the surface have their own oddities to share, too. There's a new guy in town, after all... And boy does he have some ideas and opinions.
ooc notes.
For refreshers on the first part of this event, please see the first event post! The results of this event are based on the voting found here. If your character was involved in the portal room fight, we have provided a comment for injury rolls here. If your character died in the fight, please head over to the Death Page to report it. Thanks for taking part in the first major event of our Next Night! It was quite a ride but we hope you had as much fun as we did!
Feel free to use this post for action tags set during the fight, as well as meeting up and sharing information with the others topside. As of this event, new NPC Weaver will be ashore with her submarine to offer her aide to the residents of Beacon after their help with the Helix Station. Keep an eye out for more from her soon! She will be staying at the docks in a submarine. If anyone has a cot a bunny can borrow, hit a girl up...
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Ok. He was mostly done. Though now his scolding will simply manifest as laidback sarcasm.
"Do you need anything?"
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He huffs a little sigh, turns the lean into an arm all the way around Ashford's shoulders as they reach the church door and steps down. "Just get me back to the inn. I wouldn't mind a real nap, and not a being-dead-nap. And something to eat." That will probably help the nausea, right?
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"And here I was beginning to think such a thing was a myth."
The average life expectancy of Belters falls somewhere in the 30s and 40s. Poor nutrition. Dangerous living conditions. Hazardous work.... not to mention being always in the crosshairs of Earth and Mars' pissing contest.
Ashford, near 70, is an exception. And even then he never expected to get to die a 'natural' death.
"What is it like? Dying of old age?"
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He considers the question. "It felt like being tired. I used to be the strongest in the colony. Raksura grow stronger with age, right up until the end when we fade to white. But when the last of the color goes, about a turn of the seasons before the end, so does the strength and the energy. Frustrating, but still, I was ready. It was my time, finally."
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"I thought I was ready. Ready to die in battle. Or suffocation or thirst." He'd been witness to and had imagined these scenarios time and again.
"But," he wheezes a low laugh, readjusting his arm to steady Stone better, "I cannot say for truth that I could have been ready for being crushed by the Mormon's idiotic farming equipment."
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For now, there's an efficient distraction. "You were crushed by farming equipment?" Stone repeats, incredulous and sympathetic. "That is a shitty way to die, I'm sorry. How'd that happen?"
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There's still a touch of pride when he says that.
"But because it's overhaul was all done very quickly and out of sight we still had all the Mormon's agricultural machinery in the hold. They were going to use it to build a paradise, they said." A waste of a perfectly good ship if you ask him. "Then our ship suddenly lost all forward moment in a single moment. It was a disaster. I was in the hold. My co-captain was in the hold. And the machinery shifted dramatically in their restraints and crush us both. Crushed my ribcage, punctured my lungs. We were stuck there long enough to know we were dying. But not long enough for any help to come in time."
He shakes his head, "It still makes me mad. I would not complain to die for the Belt. But that was for nothing."
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He gives Ashford's shoulders a squeeze. "At least it wasn't for nothing, here. You dying then means you get to help this world, now, instead."
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Ashford shifts his weight as they near the door, jutting his free shoulder into it so he can hold it open wide enough for Stone to get inside.
"There is still too much saving needs to be done back in the Belt. And we were so close to making a difference. It is hard to let that go."
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He finally thinks he can probably walk on his own, albeit a little unsteadily, so he goes through the door first and makes his way to the kitchen first. "Come on, let's get something to eat, then you can help me totter up to my room like the old man I am."
Maybe in there, someone will get the chance to notice his new reflection; out here, all the windows are boarded up, so there's nothing to reveal it.