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lostcarnival2018-11-15 11:29 am
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2018-11-15 11:29 am
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⇨ POLARIS AFTERMATH
Who: Everyone!
When: Day 115-118
Where: Polaris/Wyldlands
What: After killing the Mother of Invention, the majority of the carnival has decided to take some time and sort out the Polaris refugees before heading to the Summerlands. This log covers miscellaneous post-Mother Polaris drama, as well as some light camping in the Wyldlands down below.
Warnings: Idk, stuff, I guess.
When: Day 115-118
Where: Polaris/Wyldlands
What: After killing the Mother of Invention, the majority of the carnival has decided to take some time and sort out the Polaris refugees before heading to the Summerlands. This log covers miscellaneous post-Mother Polaris drama, as well as some light camping in the Wyldlands down below.
Warnings: Idk, stuff, I guess.
ADAPTATION↴ After the battle, the majority of carnival members will opt to remain in the secured section to Polaris, hoping to spend some time making sure that the rest of Polaris is liberated. Many of the staff are not capable of coming to grips with the fact that the Mother is dead so quickly, and the remaining Alphas are doing their best to keep Polaris under their sway. It will be a busy few days of changing minds and exploring the remains of the station. Thankfully, with everyone's powers intact and allies at their side, they finally have the advantage. ► SHIFTING STATES: Right off the bat, about 10% of the staff will immediately change sides upon hearing whats become of the Mother. They are actively eager to get away from Polaris, and will do whatever they can assist the carnival. This is mostly Gammas and a few Betas, who were working primarily under duress. Over the next day or two, those numbers will grow to at least 30%, with some of the staff managing to convince their colleagues to join them. About two days after starting, one of the Alphas will surrender to the carnival, encouraging those beneath her to support their cause. That leaves four Alphas remaining, and staff cooperation at 50%. ► CAPTIVE ATTENTION: The loyalist staff's main tactics are trying to create defensive points within the various test group areas, using the prisoners as hostages. Luckily, the carnival (and the staff on their side) will be in a position where it's possible to push them out with a mixture of convincing and force. Once prisoners start being freed, there will be even more force backing the carnival's efforts, meaning that it will essentially become a matter of cleaning up the remaining staff rather than any uphill battles. Most of this is being left vague intentionally, as most of this action is being handwaved. However, you can play out parts of it if you want and NPC technicians and rescuees. Other test groups can be filled with basically whatever kind of residents you like, since they are grabbed from across the multiverse. Most of the test areas are similar to B7. ► THE JACKPOT: Alongside cleaning up the staff, some members of the carnival have expressed interest in convincing the staff to help them with armoury issues as well as hunting down some of the Mother's most private loot. This will be handled in investigations, mostly through summary, because I don't have it in me for another megathread right now. Post your plans, and I will respond! However, know that I also don't have time to generate five million special items, so loot drops will be limited to my availability. Also, the techs aren't really blacksmiths so they generally won't really be able creating weapons from scratch or anything.  Meanwhile, Ignatius is going to set up a camp ground outside of Polaris, mostly because he doesn't want to be there anymore. He'll keep a fire going and they can drag things from Polaris down there for camping purposes, and mostly Ignatius is just going to be chilling and making sure that the campground doesn't get assaulted by magical creatures. The Gilded Mark will create a portal between the campground and the station so that people can go back and forth as required. It also creates a handy escape route. You can even see Polaris from here, floating up there in the sky. How picturesque. ► WYLDERKIN: Apparently not everything in the Wyld Lands is a full Wyld Fae - there are also a lot of less powerful creatures called 'wylderkin' - apparently lesser forms of the Wyld Fae, who are more akin to animal level intelligence. They can be a variety of expected fantasy type creatures, such as flower sprites, weird bugs, and general prey animals they probably spend most of their time getting eaten by bigger dudes. All of them are sort of weird and fantastical, and none of them are exactly like earth varieties, though they may resemble them. They are more of a pest than a major threat in this part of the Wyld Lands, and Ignatius will scare away any that cause too many problems. ► FLORA AND FLUID: There are some plants that you can eat down here, that Ignatius will tell you about. Mostly weird berries and roots. There is also some pools of clear water, thought hey are filled with weird fish. Try not to bitten by any weird leeches. You can safely make up some of the creatures you find as long as they fit the general theme of lesser faerie creatures. This is just a rest stop. |
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"Yeah," he agrees, having only really said it for ironic purposes in the first place. "Last thing I'd wanna do is owe her a favour, anyway."
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"...I mean. I haven't asked anybody very much about fae, and favors, and promises, and all of that... but, would it make a difference, now that she's...?"
He can't quite bring himself to say dead, for some reason. But the process that happened to her at the end looked very definitive, and it's painful to think about, and that alone warrants a significant pause. One that just sort of trails off to silence as he searches for a word that feels right.
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"Uh... Well, based on other stuff it seemed like a fae's debts went free when they die for real," he says, carefully. "Like... the Prince." Whom the Ringmaster had been nice enough to take care of. "But... that was a way cleaner job with the RM here."
He trails off for a few moments, considering.
"...Did someone make a deal with her?" he asks.
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With the Mother of Invention, she'd been offering a very different deal, before Papyrus talked her around to something else.
"I talked to her, once, and asked her to... leave you alone? And, after a little bit, she promised she would. And that you and I might both die anyway." One hand taps against his leg in an irregular clinking, as he thinks back to that abrupt conversation. "But I didn't promise her anything? Except that I wouldn't use force, against her."
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"...Didn't you kind of do that, though? What with the whole... boss fight, laser shooting thing we all did?" He doesn't know what impact breaking a deal with a dead fae would have, but that's a bit worrying. He is obviously missing context. "When did she talk to you? Even as a Delta, I heart squat."
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"We might as well say," Sistina chimes in, sleepy-sounding but nervous enough about this turn in conversation to be paying attention. "So it's not a bad surprise, later."
But, well. He'd want to know, if it was him. And it's hard to explain the rest of it while dancing around the matter.
"...Uh. So... I heard Yukio and Rita, and all the Deltas, and maybe everybody above them... have things in their heads? And the Mother could possess them, and did, while everyone was preparing." He doesn't actually know if Tyki was ever possessed, but Tyki can go intangible and might've just gotten rid of whatever let the possession happen. "That's when... she talked to a bunch of us. I talked back to her, asking her to please go away."
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This new information, though, provides the context he'd been missing. Even though Papyrus doesn't specifically name him as one of the Deltas who was possessed, it isn't hard to see what it implies. It's just the sort of thing that sounds like a perfect fit.
"Ah," he says, with a clear note of understanding. "Alright. Cool." He swallows, glancing upwards and away. "I get it."
It's a hard thing to process, especially when he has no memory of it.
"That's... fine."
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Papyrus sighs, without the energy to call out about the blatant falsehood of his brother's reaction, or the regretable truth of Sistina's whole response, right this minute. At his side, the daemon ruffles and starts tugging at feathers on one of her wings, more noisily than strictly necessary.
"...It worked out okay," he concludes after a few seconds of that sound. "Nobody got very hurt, and, she promised to leave you alone from then on. It was just... alarming. I thought we were in the clear, and then, so close to the end of it..."
Which sounds a little like the unhappiness his brother expressed earlier about the metal, but not as lasting an experience. Or any question of feeling to blame.
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His tone is a little tense, but he doesn't seem like he's having a panic attack or anything at the realization. It's more like a morbid rumination than anything else. It's kind of stupid.
"So... I kinda mean it. When I say it doesn't really matter," he says, tentatively. "It happened... and, we're still here." He glances over at Papyrus, finally. "What I care about is if you're in trouble now because of it."
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Even with Sans saying he was okay and wanted to hear these things, it's easy to doubt all over again. After years of things being one way, expectations don't fade so easily. But they're both working on things more effectively than before. It's not the same.
He nods more emphatically than he needs to, putting a physical sensation to believing his brother, and watches Sistina at work. Cleaning herself to give herself something to do besides yelling her worries and frustrations. So that it feels like she's accomplished something, even if dirt and mess don't stick around when she disappears.
"Okay. I... think I'm okay. I didn't break any promise, and I haven't noticed anything wrong... and I am paying attention for signs of things."
Though there's the question of how much he can notice if something's wrong with himself, when sometimes the ability to recognize such changes is one of the first things to go.