⇨ SPACE OLYMPICS

[ringleaders]

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 30 - Day 44
Where: The carnival, Zargon, and Olympic Spaceship
What: Things return back to normal as the carnival performs for aliens of all sorts at the Space Olympics. Or at least, as normal as it can be when you've got an underfunded and falling-apart spaceship hovering over a deadly planet.
Warnings: Sports and people's inability to do them.

REACH FOR THE STARS↴ At first glance, the Space Olympics seem marvelous. Aliens from all over the universe, of all shapes and sizes have joined together in an intergalactic display of teamwork and sportmanship. What could be more inspiring than that? It's only when you hang around for a bit that you notice things aren't exactly in tip-top shape. ► OLYMPIC SPACESHIP: This is where most of the events are held. It's a massive spaceship spanning hundreds of miles and consisting of multiple floors. Teleportation discs and space public transport can take you anywhere on the spaceship in a blink of an eye. It has almost every amenity an athlete can think of: multiple gyms, practice arenas, saunas, etc. Likewise, there are plenty of things for civilians and spectators: merchandise stands, shopping malls, grocery stores, and television screens everywhere so people can watch the event. Shuttles to and from Zargon arrive on a regular basis. ► ZARGON: Facility wise, Zargon itself is less impressive than Olympic Spaceship. The carnival and the athlete's village comprise most of the habitable areas. Both are concealed underneath a large biodome, the main thing making the area livable. Enterprising Zargonites have set up stands that let people explore outside of the biodome. Rent a spacesuit and you too can enjoy Zargon's natural wonders, such as the distant red plateaus and the stunning solar winds. Just try and stay away from the toxic mold, naturally occurring pockets of hallucinogenic gas, and ten foot tall Zargon Death Flytrap. ► 1980s TRAINING MONTAGE: Since carnival members can only attempt to medal in one event, why not try different sports to see what that one event is? There's equipment for all sorts of sports: gymnastics, swimming, biathalon, snowboarding, etc. They've even somehow brought space horses up here for Space Dressage! There's also equipment for sports that carnival members might not have even known existed: Space Gymkata, Space Pooh Sticks, Space Limbo Skating, etc. The sky's the limit! ► A BIT OF A BUDGET SNAFU: The Space Olympics is kind of falling apart. After performance week, the carnival is drafted to help out and keep the Space Olympics running as smoothly as possible. This means fixing buildings, breaking up fights, helping in the kitchen, trying to sell merch, etc. If there's a feasible problem, the carnival members will be drafted to help fix it. The biggest problem of all is the multiple mechanical failures: artificial gravity stops working, temperatures on the ship rapidly shift from hot to cold, and the snow machines for Space Slopestyle won't turn off. ► PERFORMANCE: Performance week will start early this stop, to try and get everyone back into the swing of things after the chaos of Wismuth. Athletes from the village roam the carnival, taking in the sights and sounds. A lot of them haven't ever seen anything like the magic of the carnival and it's workers and will proceed to ask question after question about how all of this works: turns out that sci-fi and fantasy don't crossover as much as one would think. Still, don't be alarmed when you turn the corner and there's a Hutt trying his hand at test your strength.

Comments

[whattaprick]

Lambert's irritability swings from the medic doing a remarkably good job staying calm in the face of the shouting -- given what some of the other denizens of the space station look like, a creature like Lambert is no doubt the least of their worries -- to direct his ire at Solas instead.

"The food in this place is ailing me," he says, grimly. "And that's how they want to treat it."

'That' is a snot-green, slimy-looking insect in a petri dish.

[lonesomewanderer]

Lambert's frustration does nothing to change the curious way Solas is eyeing the insect. It looked like a remedy the Dalish would use. Was this something found on Zargon or did they decide that there medicine should resemble bugs? With how strange this place was, he wouldn't be surprised if it was the latter.

"And? You are not going to try it?" he prompts. He's curious to see if this remedy of theirs works and Lambert is the perfect guinea pig.

in which i don't know how to talk like a medic, so bear with me

[whattaprick]

The alien medic, at this point, lifts a mouth-tentacle to catch their attention -- probably Solas's, since he seems more inclined to listen at this point.

"Yes, yes. As I have informed your colleague, the--" Even fae magic can't offer a proper phonetic translation for what it calls the bug. "--is a very, mm, sophisticated biomedical device guaranteed to counteract and eliminate any toxins that cannot be processed by the patient's gastrointestinal--"

Lambert's gaze swings back over, narrowing his eyes at the alien. "You want me to swallow that thing alive, let it eat its way through my guts, then shit it out," he snaps. "Don't you have anything else I can take?"

The medic sighs, inasmuch as a being who doesn't appear to have visible air passages can sigh. "As I told you before, it is not alive in the strictest sense. It is a synthetic construct."

it's okay, I don't know any different

[lonesomewanderer]

The more he hears, the better this gets. He even cracks a very slight smile of amusement. An extreme solution to what is likely a minor convenience, but Lambert had brought it upon himself by seeking out a professional to complain to.

The explanation at least answers the question of whether it was natural or made.

"Strange you would choose this appearance for it," he remarks. No wonder the food offered here looked the way it did. "You are certain these are 'toxins' that cannot be digested and not merely a stomach ache that will remedy itself with time?"