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Lost Carnival Mods ([personal profile] ringleaders) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2018-10-28 07:26 pm

⇨ POLARIS 3.0

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 115
Where: Polaris
What: On the morning of day 115, a couple hours before the technicians would come to pick up the test subjects, the escape plan will officially come into effect. If your character has been left out of the loop up till this point, feel free that someone hastily explains the plan during the initial phase! The meat of everything else will be played out via megathreads and any private toplevels people want to make.
Warnings: Probably violence.

PEER REVIEW

The plan starts with getting everyone out of their cells. Childermass is going to be using his Gilded Mark to enhance his shadow movement abilities, unabling him to teleport himself and other people out of containment. If your character has other ways of escaping they are free to pursue that, but on a base level, it can be assumed that everyone gets out thanks to Childermass. (Thanks Childermass!) Once everyone has been removed from their cells by some means or another, they will be forced to split into teams as swiftly as possible, as the moment people start breaking out, negative attention from the staff will start building. The area is poorly guarded at first, but as people become aware of the breakout, more will arrive.

Gild, speaking on behalf of her inside plant, will say that those that 1) want to get their stuff back, 2) want to find Ignatius, should get the assistance of their allied Deltas to access sector A5. From there, they will have to access Polaris's storage in A3, a neighbouring sector, and find access to C2, the station where Ignatius is being held. They should expect to be met with armed resistance, but with any luck allies will be there to assist them.

In general, characters will be most effective if they back one of these major objectives:

► TEAM LOOT: This team is trying to get back the items and pets that were confiscated when the group was brought into Polaris. Their objective, according to their allies on the inside, is to get to A5, and then make their way to A3. The important thing is being able to locate their stuff among a sea of other items, and to make it through security in order to reclaim it. Gild's plant has said that they will assist with this. After getting these items, Team Loot may wish to merge with Team Rescue.

► TEAM RESCUE: This team's primary focus is to get to A5 and then make their way to C2. If desired, they may wait for or join with Team Loot, or they may strike out ahead in order to take advantage of the element of surprise. The key factors are obtaining a way to access C2, as well as being prepared for armed conflict with the technicians guarding it, as well as possibly the Mother of Invention herself. Though, the ideal is that Gild will be distracting here at that time.

► TEAM DISTRACTION: This team can do their thing wherever they please, as their main intent is to sew general discord and distract the staff from the teams doing more important things. They should be prepared for armed resistance, but what tactics they pursue beyond that point are highly variable.

► TEAM FORTRESS: This team is attempting to set up a protective base of operations in the original sector in order to survive the conflict and protect their noncombatant comrades. How they accomplish this is also highly variable.

Other objectives may exist, of course, and can be made with their own separate top levels. Chunks of these megathreads will have to be played out in summary form, so when characters are simply trying to get from place to place and specifics aren't necessary, feel free to stick to that format. Assume that everyone is already out of their cells for the purpose of the megathreads.

Here is a shitty map of how the sectors connect, from a side view of the central Polaris hub.
periphrasing: (CRINGES)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-11-18 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
...That gets a bit more of a reaction. Peridot recoils at the sight. Seeing such a distinctly un-Jasper-like expression on Jasper's face is breaking her poor exhausted brain a little bit.

"Ew!" is her automatic response to that. "Obviously I still am! And I'm going to take that ring from you if you do not cease wearing that guise immediately!"
whattaprick: (not convincing)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2018-11-18 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
Lambert laughs, a sound that’s also seriously debatable if Jasper has ever made, but he gives the disguise up, turning back into the Gamma with a last lingering smirk.

“I don’t know, I thought the ruffles suited me.” He brushes himself off, then holds a hand out to Peridot. “So how about that food?”
periphrasing: (Um. Gosh. Okay. Fine.)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-11-18 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Alright," she agrees. "I literally have nothing better to do, anyway. But I'm not walking or flying anywhere!"

Without waiting for an answer, she's already clambering sluggishly up Lambert's arm, to lay over his shoulder like a miserable floppy beanie baby.
whattaprick: (local npc uses exposition)

conference shit happened, lost notif etc, comes back late w/ starbucks

[personal profile] whattaprick 2018-12-03 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Lambert laughs, letting her clamber up with little fuss. It's a little weird though... what Peridot's eyes tell her definitely isn't what her claws feel. Lambert's definitely not currently wearing anything under the illusion, meaning she only really has skin to cling onto.

Don't think about it too hard, Peridot.

In any case, he'll head back inside the tuck shop to rummage through the food supplies he's found. In this case, that means yogurt cups with fruit in them (allegedly) which he holds up solemnly for her inspection.

"Peach or strawberry?"
periphrasing: (Default)

lol no worries

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-12-03 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah it's definitely weird. It's probably for the best that she doesn't really have the capacity to overthink the situation right now.

She gives both options a scrutinizing stare. Her little bat brain is wondering if she can somehow pick the fruit out and just eat that, and ignore the yogurt...

"...Peach," Peridot says decisively. She vaguely remembers that being one of her Portland self's preferred flavors.
whattaprick: (sup gorgeous?)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2018-12-06 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
That's what Lambert thought, but you know what they say about assumptions making an ass out of u and me. He puts the rejected cup down on the counter and uses an unseen claw to delicately rip open the foil lid and peel it back. A little more rummaging produces a fork, which he'll use to fish a soggy piece of peach out, scrape most of the yogurt off the side of the cup, and offer it to Peridot to eat.

Yep, handfeeding the bat is apparently a thing now.
periphrasing: (How do I put this lightly...)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-12-07 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
She groans a little, if only because this whole situation feels rather... What's the word... Undignified? But she's willing to try anything to ease some of the soul pain, and maybe that will be easier to cope with if she. Derives energy from food, or whatever.

Also, at least Lambert's using a fork and not his fingers.

Peridot clumsily snatches the fruit off the end of the utensil, resisting the fruit-bat born urge to just lick it for it's nectar. While Lambert is busy fishing out the next piece, she swallows, and then says in a low voice, so that no one can overhear them: "So... I figure you're probably just going to try to change the subject on me, but I have to ask: just how much metal did those idiots wind up putting into your body?"

Last she talked to him it was just his spine. With her powers, she's sensing there's a lot more than that there now.
whattaprick: (snerk)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2018-12-11 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Why you gotta call him out like this, Peridot? As predicted, the witcher doesn't reply immediately, fishing out and wiping off another bit of fruit with rote motion and shoves it in her face before he responds evenly.

"They replaced my entire skeleton." In the Gamma's voice, it's calm enough, but he's tense under her little bat feet. "I'd really rather not talk about it. Eat your fruit."
periphrasing: (Reconsider.....)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-12-11 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
She's quiet for a moment, chewing that next piece of peach slowly while she mulls over a response. It's hard to wrap her head around the implications of a change of that scale, and it's really no wonder that Lambert doesn't want to talk about it. Lucky for him, she's not really the sort to try and get him to spill his guts if he doesn't want to.

"We don't have to talk about it if you don't want," she says quietly. "But, look on the bright side: Metal's a lot harder to break than bone, which is probably good for someone like you who's always getting into fights and stuff. And I bet I could levitate you now."

She'd try it, honestly, if she wasn't so tired.
whattaprick: (these wooounds they will not heeeal)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2018-12-17 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Lambert doesn’t really want to. He’d said as much to Strange, before. While he doesn’t feel as much of a need to posture in front of Peridot, who’s arguably seen him in more comprising moments in their half-forgotten shared history, talking about it means actually having to come to grips with how it makes him feel. Fuck if he’s doing that, at least not right now.

“Oh yeah?” he says instead, smirking at the last bit, if only because it presents a bizarre mental image. “I guess that is the only way you’d ever lift me.”
periphrasing: (Hold your fuckin' horses)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-12-17 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
The bat puffs up indignantly. "I flew you around on my back as a dragon! That's basically the most advance form of lifting that there is!"