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epidemiology2018-04-15 05:19 pm
futurologists) wrote in epidemiology2018-04-15 05:19 pm
Entry tags:
- ! plot,
- 2b (nier automata),
- 9s (nier automata),
- adam jensen (deus ex),
- ahad (the inheritance trilogy),
- aleksandra zaryanova (overwatch),
- aloy (horizon zero dawn),
- andromache (the old guard),
- arya stark (asoiaf),
- bellamy blake (the 100),
- eli vanto (star wars),
- fiona (borderlands),
- gorō majima (yakuza),
- jason grace (camp half-blood chronicles),
- jester (critical role),
- keith (voltron),
- khada jhin (league of legends),
- korra (legend of korra),
- kylo ren (star wars),
- lance (voltron),
- laphicet (tales of berseria),
- levi (attack on titan),
- lissa (fire emblem: awakening),
- noctis lucis caelum (final fantasy xv),
- odinson (marvel comics),
- poe dameron (star wars),
- rey (star wars),
- rohan kishibe (jjba),
- simon jarrett (soma),
- takeshi kovacs (altered carbon),
- tenya iida (my hero academia),
- vanadi (original),
- veronica lodge (riverdale),
- wylan van eck (grishaverse),
- yusuke urameshi (yu yu hakusho)
EVENT ▸ WELCOME TO DRAKSTADEN
CITIZENS OF TOMORROW  It's raining when Guild Ophelia arrives in Drakstaden, a constant drizzle which doesn't let up for hours. The team all rift in separately on the lower levels, conveniently placed in alleyways, behind dumpsters, and in abandoned lots. They've already been outfitted in their Drakstaden clothes and, for the nonhuman members, cloaking devices, although Imogen reminds them that the cloaking devices will only make them appear human to outsiders; the magitek allows Ophelia to see them as they truly are, letting them recognize their teammates. The lower levels house the dregs of society. The tired, the poor, the huddled masses. It isn't uncommon to pass beggars on these levels, and overall, almost all of the citizens on the lowest levels are in bad financial shape. There are a few shops here and there, although many are manually operated rather than robotically, making them less efficient and, therefore, less profitable. The higher one goes, the more wealthy the people they pass appear -- and they will pass many people. It's almost impossible not to run into people, as they're all cramped in a quite small space. When it comes to crossing over lower levels, Ophelia might find themselves actually running into people, as the walkways tend to consist of nothing more than wooden planks, which aren't exactly roomy. On the higher levels, the passages between areas are sky bridges, often enclosed -- or at least roofed -- places with moving walkways that denizens need only stand on to be brought to their destinations. Also present in the higher levels are the Vakdir, Darkstaden's police force, making them appear analogous with wealth. There are little to no Vakdir in the lowermost levels, but the higher one goes, the more are patrolling -- and if they see you in clothes that make you look like you don't really belong here, you may wind up getting harassed. Everyone knows their place here, so you'd better learn quickly if you want to fit in. ▸ HOTEL DRAKSTADEN  The only interaction one will get here is with the lonely android receptionist, Edvard, who is very excited to see you, as it's been so long since he's had a guest! Tourists have stopped coming, you see, although he can't imagine why; it's a perfectly lovely place to live, if you ask him (although it has been a while since he was out of the hotel... why, he hasn't been outside the hotel since the day he was assembled, now that he thinks of it). He'll talk your ear off as he gets you a room, and even after, if you let him. He seems very sad to see you go, and asks you to please come visit him if you have any problems with the room. Each room contains a smart bed that adjusts its firmness to your movements and sheets with adjustable temperature, a smart shower with a touch-screen LED display of the temperature and water pressure (as well as displaying the date and time, and offering music options accompanied by matching visuals), and a TV that visually scans you, then matches you to the shows most favored by your demographic. Interestingly, one of the shows almost always includes pro-government propaganda. The hotel is not considered "fancy" by Drakstaden standards; this technology is old news for them. In fact, it's the bare minimum of what you'd expect from a decent bed, shower, or TV. A fleet of Roombas and Tidy-Bots arrive around noon each day to clean it from top to bottom. None appear to have any sentience whatsoever, just an overwhelming prerogative to clean your room. If you head downstairs in the morning, the automated kitchen's open to make you breakfast, or Edvard has a continually updated catalog of every restaurant within a short walking distance. The same goes for lunch and dinner, although they haven't got a bartender, so any alcoholic drinks that aren't bottled will have to be found elsewhere. All in all, it's a suitable place to sleep and rest, but not good for much else. In order to really sink your teeth into the city and get your job done, you'll need to head out. ▸ ROST: THE HIDEOUT   The hideout is located in a surveillance deadzone, at the edge of any Vakdir patrol zone and a surveillance drone blindspot due to electrical wires that hang overhead. Inside are computers and half-constructed gadgets, along with blueprints, notes, and more tacked up on the walls or spilling out of folders strewn across a salvaged table. It's disorganized, but thorough; this isn't just a fleeting whim. They want to take the government down by any means necessary. Froken introduces you to the lot of them: Bjalla, Eitur, Flader, Hakarl, Sparv, Varg, and more -- you get the feeling these are code names, as they stress that what they are doing is treasonous. In plotting against their government, they aren't only putting themselves in danger, but their family, friends, and even neighbors. Looking at their clothing and the state of their cybernetics (or lack thereof, in some cases), it's clear that most of Rost comes from the lower levels of Drakstaden, though there are a few who look to be middle class as well. The members of Rost explain the state of affairs of Drakstaden, the way the government controls everyone and everything. Those in the lower class are hit the hardest, trapped in the veritable slums of the lowest levels of the city, but the middle and upper classes are victims themselves, either believing the lies the government-sponsored programs broadcast over government-sponsored channels, or otherwise being unable to openly announce dissent. Those who even speak against the government, you see, are often never seen again. The only way for Drakstaden to be free, according to Rost, is to remove the current government and all who are complicit in the prime minister's iron fisted rule. By the hardened and grim looks on their faces, it's clear they did not ask Ophelia here to engage in a diplomacy mission. ▸ OOC NOTES Welcome to Mission: Drakstaden! If you have questions about this log or the mission, please direct them to the dossier. Questions about the game in general can be directed to the FAQ. ▸ Up now:
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What if they manage to intervene to save them?]
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There weren't any prisons in the war she knew. Bringing enemy machines into their territory was a security liability. These are humans, though - even if they're heavily modified. They might hold onto some of the dissenters in an attempt to wring information out of them, as had happened in Hanabira. ]
That's a good idea. They'd keep prisoners like that somewhere secure, though. Maybe in the upper levels.
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But I think there's a chance. None of it will be high profile enough. They'll have kept it from being like that.
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... We should ask 9S. [ it's somewhat rare for her to turn any duty over to him, but in this case, she knows he's far better-suited for the job. ] Scanner models like him are hacking specialists. We don't need to physically look for it - he could probably get past the government's security protocols if we give him time to learn their system.
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Since Hunk would probably be great here, too, more than Allura, Lance, and Shiro.
But Keith would make do.]
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[ the details are still vague, but maybe they can work out a solution that won't involve killing half of the humans here. She prays they can. ]
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Well, something tells him 9S would be less bothered by this plan.]
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You're the human here. You should be the one in charge. [ a pause. ] If you want me to handle it instead, then just tell me.
[ her words are curt, but not cruel - just cool and matter-of-fact, as always. ]
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All right. I'll drop him a line.
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... Can I ask you something?
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[Keith assumes it's nothing related to the conversation they previously concluded. Both of them are the types to just ... happily fall silent once business is done. But he becomes more alert, not just in his face but in his body language.]
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[ she knows it's not like her to ask personal questions, which is probably why she prefaced it with permission. But she thinks it must be a little bit like this. Of all the humans she's met, his "humanity" sounds the most advanced in technology, the closest to what hers might have been like, if they'd survived. ]
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People are a little more spread out on my Earth. There are nations like this, I guess, but nothing quite like ... this. The Galra, though—they sure like to put people under their heels. A lot of the paladins want to prevent ... this from happening to their families.
[It's specifically phrased that way on purpose. Earth may be where he grew up, but it's hard to consider it "home" these days.]
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Yeah. I thought so. [ it's easy to see why, even to 2B. No human would want to live under these conditions - some of them just don't have a choice. Like Fiona. ] So you don't live in castes like this normally.
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Thinking about class structure when he didn't consider other people all that often? Well, he knew about it because he wasn't stupid, but it was hardly a priority. It's not something that would fit into his description of his Earth, anyway.]
Uh—no. They do. But they aren't all in one place, I guess. They're spread out. I just—I'm not the best at explaining it. But—do you know if your Earth had billions of people? Before—before whatever happened happened.
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Yeah, there were. According to records, anyway.
[ the alien invasion had been truly terrible to be able to wipe out all of them... little does she know that humanity had been flagging before that even happened, but hey. ]
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You know what? Lance might know better. Have you met Lance? He's, uh—he's my teammate. He cares a lot more about people and would probably know better than I ever would. I just—I had to make my way on my own. That's just how it was.