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- elizabeth (bioshock infinite),
- emma swan (once upon a time),
- fiona (borderlands),
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- giovanni (dogs: bullets & carnage),
- graham humbert (once upon a time),
- haise sasaki (tokyo ghoul: re),
- hanzo shimada (overwatch),
- jesper fahey (grishaverse),
- jin kung (mortal kombat),
- kaz brekker (grishaverse),
- keith (voltron),
- kisuke urahara (bleach),
- knock out (transformers prime),
- koltira deathweaver (world of warcraft),
- lance (voltron),
- loki (mcu),
- lucina (fire emblem: awakening),
- mettaton (undertale),
- nami (one piece),
- natasha romanoff (mcu),
- oliver hampton (htgawm),
- olivia (fire emblem: awakening),
- pannacotta fugo (jjba),
- patroclus (iliad),
- peridot (steven universe),
- peter parker (the amazing spider-man),
- rey (star wars),
- rhys (borderlands),
- riza hawkeye (fullmetal alchemist),
- rocky (original),
- saitama (one-punch man),
- shizuo heiwajima (durarara!!),
- sieglinde sullivan (black butler),
- sonia nevermind (danganronpa 2),
- stiles stilinski (teen wolf),
- twisted fate (league of legends),
- vaughn (borderlands),
- widowmaker (overwatch),
- zenyatta (overwatch)
EVENT ★ WINTER WONDERLAND, THE RECKONING
HAPPY (NONDENOMINATIONAL) HOLIDAYS ![]() When recruits arrive back at Oska, they'll find the place already full of other ALASTAIR teams visiting Oska, and the castle and grounds entirely decked out in festive cheer. The castle is draped in purple and white finery, with a light dusting of unmelting snow everywhere -- even inside, somehow. Don't worry, the indoor snow has been enchanted to be strangely warm. Dagny has taken it upon herself to add a little plant life in and around the castle: mistletoe, of course. It can be spotted growing in little sprigs out of chinks in castle walls, around from wooden doorframes, or even sprouting out of other, unrelated trees. You're never really safe from mistletoe. And what would the use of mistletoe be without the enchantment? Dagny has made sure that there are enough variant species of the mistletoe to offer something for everyone. Recruits may find themselves stuck under any manner of mistletoe, trapped until they fulfill the mistletoe geas.
![]() ![]() Exciting news, passed from recruit to recruit and team to team: the castle will host a ball soon! It's set to be on the second night of team Audentes's arrival in Oska, and it's going to be a truly extravagant affair. Nothing to wear? No fear! The wardrobes in each recruit's room will open upon an enormous display of fancy clothing in a multitude of styles. Once you've settled on one (and somehow, the wardrobe knows the difference between trying on and settling on), the rest of the outfits vanish the next time it's closed. The festivities start as soon as the sun begins to sink. Music filters through the air, growing louder to guide partygoers through the castle and into the dance hall, which was definitely not a room in existence until today. The music flows from no discernable source, sometimes swirling orchestral pieces, sometimes something with a heavier beat, for a different kind of dancing. The selection is as varied as the ALASTAIR teams tend to be. Listen long enough, and you might even hear something from your own home universe. A large glass flower shimmers in the center of the room, under which various recruits have taken to leaving presents for one another. Be sure to stop by and check the brightly wrapped parcels for your name! ![]() Team Audentes in particular gets a special gift. The north side of the room is decorated in an unmistakable Christmas theme, complete with an enormous, glittering tree. The care put into these decorations definitely has a personal touch, it might even outshine the rest of the hall's decor. Each member of the team has a lovingly wrapped box complete with a bow under this tree, and upon opening it will find a small, intricately detailed, never-melting ice sculpture of themselves -- very possibly in a ridiculous pose. Those who were acquainted with former teammate Nicholas St. North will find that their sculpture features two figures: themselves, and North himself. And of course, what party would be complete without the food? The kitchen has really outdone itself with its spread of delicious foods, suited to all appetites and palates. From gently steaming roasted bird to strangely colored foreign piles of tiny quivering spheres, there's something for everyone. Including the alcoholics among us: the punch is delicately spiked with that incredibly strong drink of Nalawi, which leaves a pleasantly fruity aftertaste and an immediate alcoholic burn. (Any children partaking will find that their cups have somehow filtered out any alcohol and are strangely juice-only.) ICE MAZE ![]() Outside the castle, the courtyard has been transformed. Giant shimmering ice walls have sprung up seemingly overnight, forming endless, winding pathways: an ice maze. Stepping into this beautiful, gleaming maze immediately cuts off all sound from the castle life around, so loud just a moment ago. Inside the maze is only the crunch of light snow underfoot, the sound of one's own breathing, and the echoes that bounce faintly here and there. Throughout the maze one might find bits of warm, inviting clothing. A pair of bright red mittens, a puffy coat that fits perfectly to the wearer, a scarf woven in brightly colored, warm wool. If a maze-goer chooses to ignore and walk past this clothing, they might find that something begins to follow them. It starts as just an unsettling feeling, but put off accepting the clothing for long enough and it may turn into lurking shadows in the corner of an eye, a black shape that's there in one second and vanished in the next. A faint yowl may float down a corridor, vaguely feline if only it weren't so deep. Whatever that came from must have been large. Accepting and wearing just one of the offered clothing chases away this unwanted visitor immediately, and in just five minutes more the ice maze will finally bring you out the other side. Don't take any of its gifts, though, and the maze may just lead you to meet the Yuletide Cat instead. (Which just so happens to be Cherenkov and Crowley sharing a giant cat costume. Don't laugh, they worked hard on it.) THE VILLAGE Far outside the castle, the village has been brought back to warm, glowing life. Or at least, that seems to be the case. Team Hearthstone was recently on a mission to recover an item called the Time Catch, and has used it to temporarily, visually turn time back to a time when the village of Oska was populated and lively. Humanoid villagers, all in various shades of purple and blue, hurry to and fro, talking and laughing in a language that goes untranslated by the magitek jewelry. They don't react to any of the recruits, though, and trying to touch any of them will have your hands passing straight through them. Even the restored village around them is just an illusion. One can walk straight into one of the villager's houses and find the warmth of the fire and aroma of the roasted fowl to be completely believable -- but trying to take a seat at the set table will send you crashing straight to the ground to sit in the illusion-covered rubble. THE SQUIDGE PARK ![]() The squidge park is located off the greenhouses in the courtyard; it's an enclosure containing many artificial habitats so the squidges may interact with different environments to help them grow. Right now, they are just eggs, but with enough love and care, they may "hatch" (read: their amorphous blob selves will grow limbs and enter the larval stage) before Audentes even ships out again. OOC NOTES Blind date assignments for those working to complete the Lonely Hearts Club bounty can be found here. ICly, the match-ups are publicly posted in the ballroom for all to see. The other ALASTAIR teams present consist of everything from humanoids to strange creatures; feel free to handwave them in your threads! The only stipulation is that transferred characters (ex. those who have dropped) are not present. The party lasts for one night, and the following day the rest of the teams will pack up and leave Oska to Audentes. The ghostly village-that-isn't will revert back to ruins at this point, as well. However, all other winter amenities will remain for the holidays! Following the party, characters can expect to be in Oska for several more weeks, with the next mission starting in late January. A more detailed calendar for next month will be up soon! Questions about this log, Oska, or the game in general should be directed to the FAQ. You may submit mission ideas or player plots at any time. |
Vaughn | OTA
[ against all odds, there's a party and he's invited. truly a Christmas miracle. not that he knows what Christmas is, but who cares, right? it's a party. or, well, a "ball"—he hasn't been to a lot of parties, but he's definitely never been to a ball. which, judging from the sheer extravagance of it all, is like the king of parties.
he digs it.
that said, he's juuust a tad nervous, because someone ("someone") signed him up for a blind date. speaking of things he doesn't do very often (or at all)... well. that. it's enough to keep him from eating, even though the food looks amazing. it's definitely enough to keep him from drinking—sure, it'd probably help loosen him up, but he's a lightweight and he probably isn't going to need any help embarrassing himself.
if not hovering restlessly near the refreshments, he can probably be found near the giant-ass tree, fiddling with the little ice sculpture of himself. note to self: ice is cold. ]
Well, this is... weirdly accurate. Can I even put this out anywhere without looking like some kind of egomaniac?
[ it's a valid question. ]
(b) maze
[ now this is just insane. a maze made of ice? whoa. it doesn't even occur to him that wandering inside wearing just a suit is a terrible idea, so it sure is lucky for him that there are random items of warm clothing strewn around. he takes every single one of them, which makes him look like an idiot, but he's still mostly accustomed to the perpetually comfortable temperatures found on a space station. don't judge him. (just kidding, you can judge him.)
five minutes later, when he reaches the end of the maze, he squints, turns back around, and glances around at the maze walls in complete confusion. ]
—Wait, that was it? I didn't even have a chance to get lost...
[ why would he want to get lost? because it'd be dangerous, and danger is exciting sometimes. maybe it's better not to ask. ]
(c) squidge park
[ holy shit. this could be the highlight of his entire evening. he'd heard about this mission and its adorable alien babies from Rhys and Fiona and thought why not me? lo and behold, it looks like his wish has come true.
except then he gets there and they're still just eggs, which is a huge bummer. he doesn't look too disappointed, though. it's only a matter of time, right? ]
Aw, man... I hope they hatch soon. I really wanna see what they look like.
[ and probably hug one. ]
(d) closed to olivia
[ okay... okay. time to man up and do this. actually, how is he going to do this? all he's got is his date's first name. logically, though, he should be able to contact her via the network that way, right? some people have weird usernames (hi, Rhys), but his is just his name, so it's worth a try.
he pulls his pendant out of his pocket, takes a deep breath, and sends out a text message to user "olivia," who hopefully exists. ]
Hey, are you here? I'm just hanging out over to the right of the big tree, but if you're busy that's totally fine.
[ you know, busy or entirely uninterested. dear god, he's going to die. ]
(e) wildcard
[ throw me a thing and I will attempt to catch it! I'll be around @
c.
They look like— cute little balls of... adorable baby Jell-O. Oh, man, PBC was the cutest of them all. You could've been her Uncle Vaughn. Maybe one of these is hers, you could be... Great Uncle Vaughn. And I'd be, um. Grandpa Rhys. Actually, never mind, that sounds horrible.
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You're drunk, aren't you.
[ behold, the power of friendship. ]
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[ He shrugs, making some vague hand gestures that don't actually mean anything. ]
I don't have to be to talk about my alien Jell-O baby grandchild. ...But yes.
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[ ilyas was drawn over by the sight of the tree more than the allure of potential presents. he leans a bit to peer over vaughn's shoulder at the statuette, tapping his chin thoughtfully. ]
Perhaps if you keep it turned around, no one will notice?
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[ wait, who the hell is he talking to? he doesn't recognize the voice. he turns around to face the mystery stranger, a little embarrassed that his first instinct was just to start rambling. whoops. ]
Oh, hi! Sorry. [ he shoves the figure into his pocket, because his hands are getting cold. ] Did you already get yours?
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[ he glances back at the pile of gifts with a slight frown. knowing there's a miniature version of yourself in one of those boxes kind of makes you want to accidentally forget to open it, huh? ]
Perhaps they could be traded around? That'd be a little less presumptuous than, ah... [ a pause. ] Giving yourself to someone. [ but like, literally. ]
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here for the d -- ah...
Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting!
I will be right there!
[ and, true to form, she actually does arrive within the next ten minutes. she's a little flustered, and little more than a flurry of soft lilac chiffon as she hurries down the hall to where he stands. she doesn't... actually know what he looks like, and so she hopes there wouldn't be too many people standing around the tree.
luckily, she catches his eye almost instantly. somehow, it brings a brighter flush to her cheeks, more so than her embarrassment over being late. ]
H-Hi, um. Vaughn..?
whoa there
No no, don't worry, take your time! There's a lot of stuff to do here, it's no big deal.
[ he says, even though he's spent most of his time thus far loitering near a display of refreshments he had no intention of partaking in. he sighs, disappointed in how stupid he's being about all this. it's probably nothing, anyway, right? what's the point of freaking out about this when he was probably signed up half-jokingly to begin with? she seems nice, though, if he's basing it on her message alone, so at least there's that. and hopefully she won't be too disappointed by him. he wouldn't exactly consider himself a catch, after all.
when she flutters into view, it doesn't even occur to him that she's the one he's been waiting for. he just sees a pretty girl out of the corner of his eye, and that's that. someone coming for her gift, most likely. except then she says his name, and he almost jumps—wait, what? he turns to face her, and that's when he realizes she's not a pretty girl.
no, "pretty" is not the word he's looking for at all. she's... well, she's gorgeous, frankly. very possibly the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. what the hell. this is a prank, right? it's totally a prank.
god, who is he kidding? it's not a prank. and he's sure as shit not going to act like it is. instead, he wipes the stunned look off his face (mostly) and smiles, stepping forward to offer her his hand. ]
Yeah! That's me. Olivia, right? Great to meet you.
[ oh my god, is she blushing? he's the one who should be beet red right now. he's totally going to faint. ]
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if only she weren't so prone to guilt... ]
Oh, [ her breath stutters around her bashfulness, gaze falling out of reflex and focusing instead on his proffered hand, which she eagerly takes merely for something to do with her hands. ] It's great to meet you too...
[ her hand lingers in his for perhaps a moment longer than it should, losing herself to a thought. ]
I, um. [ here, now, her voice drops to a whisper. ashamed. ] I hope you don't mind... I'm not blind at all...
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[ this helpful answer brought to you by lance, who's as cleaned up as he's ever looked, and grinning from ear-to-ear while he's at it. someone is clearly on the opposite end of the spectrum when it comes to all this, and boy is he not afraid to show it.
he slides up next to vaughn, reaching over to grab his own sculpture. he's plenty charmed by it, tbh, even if he has no idea who the other dude is... some kinda lumberjack santa?? ]
That's why you just gotta own it, man.
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Okay, what are you going to do with yours, then? Display it proudly? [ he notices, then, that Lance does indeed clean up well, and he pats him on the shoulder approvingly. ] Hey, you look good. I'm sure your ladyquest will be easy tonight.
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No need to be questing tonight, pal. I got myself a date.
[ and the way he says it, too, makes it seem like it's the world's greatest date ever. aren't you curious, vaughn, aren't you just dying to hear all about it? ]
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ftb from here??
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They develop an appearance all their own once they get started. They're solid but - not. It's mildly terrifying at first.
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Really? Everyone I've talked to has just told me about how cute they were. [ except Koltira. ] So they start out weird-looking?
[ now he's even more curious. ]
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[Like anything else does, but it's different when it's an alien blob with a mind all it's own. They are cute, but they're trouble, too. She just happens to like trouble.]
They're cute, but needy.
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b;
[ hello, Vaughn, please meet a girl dressed in blue, her hair falling along her back in curls... currently seeming to be very displeased with the very same thing as him.
though whereas he's picked up every single item of clothing, she's only picked one: a nice, fluffy scarf she's currently wearing as a shawl. ]
That wasn't much of a maze! It's almost like we could just walk through it and get out no matter which way we took!
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Exactly. It had to have been made that way, right? I mean, do they think we're dumb or something? This party is awesome and all, but what was the point of this?
[ ...wait, she's barely wearing anything over that dress. he drops his arms and suddenly looks a little concerned, motioning to all the crap he has on. ] Uh, aren't you cold? Do you want to borrow any of this?
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[ ... and the tone she uses makes it very clear she doesn't mean that as a compliment.
she laughs, though, when he offers her something from his pile of winter clothes; not meanly, but rather amused instead. ] It's okay, I'm fine! It's not that cold in here... besides, those clothes, with this dress? Ehh, no way.
[ I mean just look at the colour scheme, it would not work with the careful opposites-theme she's got going on with her dress and her hair!! ]
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wraps this up?
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[ Dipper helpfully answers from a small distance behind Vaughn; something between idle wandering and an ounce of curiosity has him passing by, but he doesn't appear particularly inclined to investigate the enclosure. ]
Blobs that manage to waddle around a lot.
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You don't sound very excited. Don't you miss yours?
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I guess I wonder how it's doing sometimes, but it was also a lesson in realizing I should never take up babysitting ever.
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aggressively wildcards
She's always good at just rolling with it.
She finally finds something marked with her name on it and holds it aloft with a triumphant shout, which is obviously embarrassing; she glances around sheepishly to make sure nobody heard her... or saw her. She's in a dress; she shouldn't be crouched down like this rooting through presents.]
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regardless, he's excited to see that Fiona got a present. he probably would have done something embarrassing, too. he offers her a thumbs-up for her find. ]
Heeey, you got something! Does it say who it's from?
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She's thankful it's just Vaughn, though, and she shoots him a fingergun and a wink. She's trying to be culturally inclusive, okay.] It's frommmm... [Standing up, she turns the box over in her hands.] Lloyd.
[Lloyd, the guy who is actually a brain-nesting space slug. That's fine.
It only gives her a moment's pause, because presents, before she starts ripping apart the wrapping paper.] Sooo, I see you got set up on a date.
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