⇨ POLARIS

[ringleaders]

Who: Everyone!
When: Days 102 - 109
Where: Polaris
What: With the Ringmaster kidnapped and the rest of the carnival imprisoned, characters find themselves at the mercy of a Winter Fae called the Mother of Invention.
Warnings: Graphic experimentation in places.

TRIALS & TRIBULATION↴ After a day of cleansing and processing, where all the belongings and attire of their old lives are stripped away and replaced with something newer and more form fitting, the former members of the carnival will find themselves let loose into the Farm for the first time. A sizable green area, filled with orchards growing inorganic looking fruits and field ready for tending, the Farm is where they will be spending their days for the forseeable future. Food and drink are no longer needed, and so every day is an endless cycle of work. Technicians are seen only when necessary, and when being taken from your place of work to your lonesome cells at night. Every day, there are new postings on the "Production Board", where various dire sound scientific trials ask for subjects. The majority won't be forced, at least not yet, but the system is at work to push its participants to the brink and force their hand. After all, volunteers make the best subjects. ► PRODUCTIVITY: As explained elsewhere, characters will be forced to compete to attain enough Productivity Point to be considered Satisfactory. There are literally not enough points to go around for everyone to attain this, which means that at least some people will be deemed "Below Expectations" by the end of the first four-day cycle. What this means has yet to be discovered, but the Technicians have grimly warned against it. Productivity involves many tasks, including orchard picking, tilling, planting, harvesting, watering, maintenance, and more. Any task you can think of that would take place on a plantation is applicable here. Beyond that, the Production Board awaits you, offering precious Productivity Points in exchange for your cooperation. How you become Satisfactory is up to you, but it's every person for themselves. Only one person can turn in the credit for harvesting or preparing fields, and while you can certainly try to help others by letting them take credit for your work, it's a sure fire way to fall behind the herd, especially if you are already in a low Classification. Fruits and fields will miraculously grow overnight, and will be ready for a new day when you are. You've been told not to eat anything you harvest, but right now you aren't hungry anyway. ► POLARIS BY NIGHT: During the night, you are left alone to your thoughts and maybe an annoying roommate. Solo or in pairs, the entire night will be spent in small sleep pods, as shown on the locations post. Is it possible to sneak out? It doesn't seem like it is, but who is to say? The real question is if you want to dare to try. There is one hour of rest before and after seven hours of darkness. Even if you don't usually have to sleep, you'll find yourself oddly weary and inclined to rest. Supernaturally, almost. ► PARTICIPATION: Sometimes participation in experimental trials is manditory, sometimes it isn't. You are free to handwave your character having been pulled aside for minor examinations, such as blood tests or aura scans. Each time, you will be pulled into a separate part of the station and analyzed by a Technician and heavily automated machinery. Anymore more complex than basic check-up level tests will be posted about in a section called "TRIALS" in the body of the post below.

Comments

[chronosynthesis]

"I'm not surprised. The Mother of Invention seemed far too interested in having him to have him killed so quickly."

He makes a mental note to talk to Rita when he can. The sooner they pile together their information, the better. "Anything is a start. As soon as I learn something of use, I shall find you."

[whattaprick]

“I’m still not sure how much help I’ll be,” Lambert admits, frowning and flexing his fingers. “The Huntsman turned me over to her, along with everyone else who didnt have a chance to sign up for Ignatius’s protection. And we don’t know how high off the ground we are. Any plan that has to do with getting off this rock needs to think about that.”

[chronosynthesis]

"They must have some way of entering and leaving this place... finding and using that would be my first idea."

A pause. "Which if course means it won't be easy. We need some way out of this farm so we can get a proper understanding of where we are..."

[whattaprick]

“Right,” Lambert nods, frowning. Looking at Syrlya, he has some ideas for transport, at least.

“Have you learned anything about the Mother of Invention since we got here? Do we even know if she is here?” She hadn’t, after all, been there in person when they’d all been caught up. Who’s to say she’s even here now?

[chronosynthesis]

Syrlya shakes his head. "Only what Strange told me about what he already knew. Regardless of she's here physically, though, I wouldn't believe she would keep another Fae here without any way to watch him directly."

[whattaprick]

“She seemed too interested in him not to be hands-on,” Lambert says in turn, crossing his arms. “But I’ve only ever seen what happens when Fae imprison mortals. Not other Fae.”

With one notable exception, and he adds with a snort— “The Ringmaster doesn’t count. I don’t think how she handled Ignatius is how these things usually go.”