luministi

[Kon doesn't really have TIME to sit and put the video on, so it's just audio stuff today. There's some wind interference, but that's less because of the weather and more because... well, he's flying while he records this.]

Hey guys.

I don't know how many of you are going with Nathan, but those of you who aren't, listen up. If you remember seeing Proctor - he's the guy that's been giving us strange messages - he's apparently dead or in a coma or pretending to be dead. [Wow, that didn't even sound right in one breath. Kon sighs loudly.] I'm not sure what, but if you want to help me locate his body, let me know.

I'm in the town proper, but it might be in the space station somewhere - Ichijou and everyone's got Lab 3, so I'll leave that to them. If you've got something, give me a ring. I'll have this thing on.

[With that, he clicks the feed off and continues his search. It's not hard to spot Kon, considering he's making his way around several times over. He looks a little frazzled but not completely exhausted: he's used to doing strange things, and maybe he should be questioning the fact that Ichijou asked him to to do this, of all people, but he isn't.]

[ooc: back-dated to the same day as Ichijou's post over here!]

fortune_sought

[when Sophie turns on her CAT, her expression is neutral--very carefully so. on the surface, she seems normal, but someone looking closely might notice that her eyes are a bit red and puffy. otherwise, she has a blue shawl wrapped around her shoulders and is seated on the sofa in her townhome. as soon as she begins to speak, that neutral expression goes out the window, and her bitterness is clear]

Since they've so graciously given us some time to ourselves, I think we should use it wisely. It's been cold all day, and--knowing this town--that means it'll be worse tomorrow. I suggest everyone visit the stores and prepare for that. Also, I am going to knit hats and gloves with protective charms in them for anyone who is interested. If you'd like some, please stop by my townhome so I can take measurements.

[she pauses] And...to everyone who... [but her voice catches in her throat, and she lets it trail off. she swallows hard before adding, quickly, her voice thick:] Oh, nevermind! [she quickly shuts off her CAT]

[filtered to Kanaya]

[she takes a moment to collect herself before sending out another message, keeping her tone as businesslike as she can do] I know we met under rather...false pretenses. But if you do know how to knit, and you wouldn't mind, I could use your help. Would you like to?

manicurious

[If anyone happens to be near townhome A7 East, they may be able to hear Ichijou SCREAMING REALLY LOUDLY. But those at a distance won't be deprived of his terrible screeching since he'll continue screaming into his CAT on a public audio transmission!]

Proctor!? Goddammit, Proctor!! Why didn't we make someone go with you!?

That's it! I don't care about the consequences anymore! I'm doing it!

[There's the sound of a swoosh of fabric as he grabs a coat to put on, and the message stops.

Ichijou is heading toward the Mayor's house, then to the space station to try to get into Lab 3. He'll be picking up at least one companion along the way, but others are certainly welcome to show up at any time! Or to harass him over the network, if they're keen on getting yelled at.]

luministimods

[Things in town have been quite peaceful even after the end of all the festivities. Unfortunately now, a video begins to play on everyone's CATs that will destroy that illusion. As soon as this footage begins to play, memories of their false time in Luministi quickly fade, their original memories fighting to take precedence in each person's mind.

The footage appears to be from a security camera in the maintenance area of the spacestation. A pair of feet stick out in the frame of the footage for a good couple of minutes, ragged breathing and distant moaning the only things that can be heard--but then a figure appears and immediately collapses to his knees. Some people may know this young man as Nathan, but for those who don't, well, they're in for a bit of a surprise. He looks like he's been through hell. His dark suit is tattered, skin sweaty, and if anyone's looking closely, there's a bit of blood that begins trickling out of his ears and nose as he slowly moves towards the body.

When Nathan speaks, he sounds weak and exhausted, his voice thick with emotion.] I'm sorry I'm so late. You shouldn't have been left alone, not when--

[A haggard voice belonging to Proctor can be heard and gets increasingly angry as he speaks.] S...shut up. You got me into...into this. I was going to get out of this entire mess but you--[he breaks off, deep and thick coughs racking his lungs for a good, long moment before he speaks again, though his voice sounds incredibly strained and weakened.] And you know I can't come back like they can. We both know it was only a matter of time before he got me. [Suddenly, Proctor starts to chuckle but that faint laughter dissolves into coughing again.]

I can find a way if you just let me!

Just do me one thing.

No, I'm going to get you out of--

--Just get that little bastard Resarci. Make him...make him suffer. And get the other...

[Proctor's voice trails off and Nathan moves off-screen, but still can be heard and somewhat seen as he's shaking the body before him.] No...no! You can't leave! Not yet... [There's a long moment of silence as Nathan sits back, coming back into view, and just clutches his head. His body flickers in and out as he rests there. Finally, he struggles to his feet, using the wall to brace himself. He almost starts to walk away, but stops, pulls his CAT out of his pocket, and aims it at Proctor's body.] I can't do much else, but at least this will keep your body safe until the others find you. And I will stop him. [His gaze turns to the security camera, his expression suddenly filled with rage.] Do you hear me? I will stop you.

[Nathan clutches at the wall as he limps away, heading towards a computer terminal. What he does is unknown--or is it? He's at the controls for a few minutes before he cries out and flickers out of existence for good this time. Perhaps people do know what he's done. The date on the video corresponds with the day the zombies went away, but exactly is he responsible for? What else has he done that he wasn't able to communicate to the others? Some things have changed, but...what?]

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vengefulagent

[It's a nice and normal day in Luministi, and that's definitely the case in the Sheriff's office. Today is yet another training day for Deputy Washington and his deputies-in-training. Currently, he's standing in front of a map of the town, his gray suit pressed and dry-cleaned, his yellow tie knotted snugly in place. He's very much a man who has a neat and clean appearance, though his hair could use a trim. He's been remiss, whatwith the festival preparations and security needed during that time. Thankfully, he didn't need his riot gear (re: armor), so that's stowed away safely in a closet.]

All right, all right, settle down. Now, we were pretty lucky things went as smooth as they did during the festival. There were a couple years where we weren't so fortunate. Need I remind you what our very own Sagan Natsuo did? [He pauses for silence, not expecting an answer. Everyone remembers that incident.] No? I thought so.

Anyway, I thought we'd start today with a practical kind of exercise, so I hope you've worn comfortable shoes. We're going to be on our feet for the rest of the day.

Does anyone have any questions? If not, we'll get right to the training exercise.

[ooc: Okay deputies-in training, this post is for you! And yes...this man is a de-helmeted Wash. Take it in now since...it won't likely happen again for the rest of the game.]

bit_impossible

[As soon as the sun as set, Doctor John Smith is up in a grassy area somewhere off near the malt shop, with a peculiar setup before him. But...those who know a thing or two about pyrotechnics will know exactly what he's about to do.]

[He turns his CAT on, a big, broad and excited grin on his face]

Hellooooooooooooo Luministi!!! It's that time of year again, and as always, the Mayor has asked me to kick off the celebration with a little display. [there's a mischievous twinkle in her eye] Not even Soph knows what I've got planned this year, so! I think it's about time I show you!

[He shuts the CAT off, and there is nothing for a few moments...

...but then, there's a high-pitched whine followed by an explosion of colour! One after another, fireworks shoot up into the air, and the good doc has not skimped on them. There are ones that change colors, shoot up into different formations, some that even transform from one shape to another.

The display will go on for a good hour, but while those are going on, the festivities have officially started! Parties in the town square with food, game, and drinking booths will go on. The rides are up in full force. There's even dancing going on in the southern shopping plaza area as well as the botanical gardens. Everything the mayor mentioned and more is there for everyone to partake in.]

[ooc: And here's the party post, everyone! Threadhop and stuff as you want! I'll leave it up to you guys to form threads based on location or event. But have fun! I'll tag in when I can! (And if anyone wants to direct tags to Ten, please say so in the subject line so I can see them!]

lamb_of_gold

[Some time in the early afternoon, a message arrives on the CATS.]

shipment of lapis + turquoise arrived. fair bit of both.

still have glass beads and leftover gold+silver for those interested.

see me if youd like something done.

[That being said, a rare event can be glimpsed in Luministi today: Mu has left his house. Gasp. To the post office, of course, to pick up his packages, but he can be found here and there, picking up sundries (and maybe some sweets for all the kids that are in and out of his place all the time), stopping for a coffee and indulging in a bit of window shopping here and there.

Feel free to bother him in text or in person!]

fortune_sought

[the CAT activates, seemingly by itself, to show Sophie Smith tending her flower shop. at the moment, she is arranging flowers in the front window, mumbling to herself as she does so. occasionally, she glances up to peer through the window--painted with the curly-lettered message "H. JENKINS FRESH FLOWERS DAILY"--to see if any customers might be coming]

[a voice drifts through the air, saying with a thick Welsh accent:] "If you were expecting an ultraviolet violet or an infra-red geranium, you got it wrong, Mrs. Mad Scientist."

[Sophie jumps at the voice. an expression of worry crosses her face for a moment--and then it passes. she goes back to her work as though nothing has happened, mumbling cheerfully as she puts a final sprig of Baby's Breath into a pot teeming with strange, navy blue roses]

[ooc: Sophie has assumed her resident persona for the current plot.]

luministimods

[One by one, the visitors disappear, going back home just as mysteriously as they first arrived. When the final one is gone, there is a change...and then, music begins to play on everyone's CATs as it accompanies a montage video tour of the town until it winds up in the Mayor's office once more. Mayor Caligin smiles warmly before speaking.]

Greetings, citizens of Luministi! As you may know, the 702nd Luministi Founder's Day Festival will take place in less than a week! However, this year's festivities will begin early with a cooking contest held here in the town hall, food and wine tasting in the botanical gardens, and 24-hour film festivals for all ages in our very own Janus Theatre! Throughout the week, there will be various game stations and vendors around the town square, with various rides set up in the park. For those of you with music on the brain, all kinds of musical acts can be found around in and around the gardens.

As always, a health and safety booth will be set up near the park for those who get a little too excited, aren't feeling well, or simply can't make the trek to the clinic.

And this is only the beginning! [Caligin's grin grows broader, his excitement practically oozing out of his pores.] Last-minute volunteers are always welcome to help finish setting up booths and decorations, so direct all queries to Miss Osculia as soon as possible if you're interested.

That's all from me today. Have a wonderful day, Luministi!

[The video feed cuts off then. Bird song can be heard outside. The sun is shining brightly with nary a cloud in the sky, but there is a gentle breeze in the air carrying the sweet floral scents from the botanical gardens.]

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luministimods

[For days, the zombie invasion of the Luministi town and spacestation has gone on, but through various means, there have been less and less zombies appearing by the day. And now, only a few remain, stubbornly shambling after their prey--

--or rather they were. With a bright, blinding flash of light, their bodies instantly change. No longer are they dead and decaying, but are that of full-fledged living beings with absolutely no desire for brains or flesh of the living. In fact, while they take a moment to blink and look around to see where they are, these townspeople merely shrug and continue on with their business like they did months ago. For them, it's back to their normal routine, and if asked, they won't even remember being a zombie. No one does. Even those who were killed during the fighting are back, right as rain.

But something else has changed.

Something big, yet the sound was so soft and heard by none. A door has been opened...

And from the surprise left in the town square, it seems other metaphorical doors have been opened as well, a fact that the sender of a text message to all of the CATs, is very well aware of:]

Enjoy this respite from chaos while you can.

[The moment that text is sent, anyone still injured will be blinded once again--but will find all wounds have been healed.]

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lamb_of_gold

[The feed clicks on to show Mu, splattered with some level of gore, but otherwise looking alright (since he's got a suit of SOLID GOLD ARMOUR on and all..)]

The tower at the edge of town belongs to me. There are neither doors nor windows on the first floor. If you cannot protect yourself from this....horde... tell me where you are and I will fetch you. It will be safer inside. If you can make it on your own, all the better.

[He turns the CAT around to show a pagoda just on the edge of town, before shifting it back to his face.]

Let me know soon, so the appropriate amount of food can be procured, as well.

[He stops the video feed there, though the audio remains open if one wishes to talk~]

gothelproof

[When Flynn's CAT cuts in, it's just the audio. Presumably the scuffle that can be heard has had something to do with the device becoming active. The sounds of a struggle go on for a few more moments before the moans of the undead increase in volume and drown out all other sound, including the curious resounding CLANG that happens whenever one of the moans gets especially near the CAT.

Finally there's a sudden break from that and a new scrambling sound.]

Would you... stop---!

[Flynn sounds more strained than he normally tries to be over the CAT. A final CLANG sounds, and the moaning drops off considerably, though it's still in the background. There's a fumbling sound and -- ah-hah! Here's Flynn with the video function on looking considerably worse for the wear.

Earlier he'd enjoyed the hot water and newly available food just like he believes anyone would, but you wouldn't know it now. He's covered in dirt, his sleeve has been ripped off, and there somehow mud smudged on his nose. Not to mention the smattering of cuts and scrapes he seems to have picked up, but so far there are no visible bites.

Still, Flynn has a white-knuckled grip on a cast iron skillet and is frequently sparing a wide-eyed, thin-lipped glance over the side of...

Yes. That's a roof. Flynn's on top of his town home. Sheer determination and the need to not be eaten can drive a man to climb almost anything.]

Is anyone else seeing...?

I mean, come on! I thought we were over the worst of it! Look at these things!

[Flynn's quickly gaining indignation to ward off any fear from earlier. He swings the CAT video to show the unfortunate town denizens down below that are still trying to find a way up without much success. The video flips back over to Flynn, who can't seem to figure out how to continue.]

I don't... is everyone okay? I was on my way to check out the mayor's house some more when these new... people... jumped me. Just between you and me, I don't think they're as friendly as the rest of us have been.

painlessfighter

[Welp, the CAT strikes again! ( It's dropped to the ground and turned itself on while Natsuo is in the middle of a rather vicious fight with a pair of the shuffling undead. (cut for violent imagery) )
]

--

[About two minutes pass before the video feed turns back on. Natsuo's standing alone this time. He's got a few scratches here and there, but you know, no big deal. He doesn't seem at all bothered by this. Well, okay, maybe he's a little tired - just a little! and that's all! really! - but that's about it.

... Well, that and the chunk that's missing from his right ear, in a rather bloody fashion. Which he doesn't seem to notice. At all.

He gives the camera his trademark little creepy smile.] They're gone for now. I took care of them. [Firm nod!]

But hey! Where is everyone else? Fighting alone is boring.

((OoC: Why no, Natsuo has no idea he's been bitten, even though part of his ear is gone. >.o And why yes, if you're perceptive, you might notice that that's not just fatigue from fighting... :/ Feel free to point this out to him.))

luministimods

[With everyone's efforts, the life support systems start back up again, and all flashing red lights go away to warn another day. Soon, the air levels return to normal, breathable levels, and the food replicators begin bringing in fresh foods once more to the spacestation kitchens and all the restaurants in town. And yes, there is hot water for everyone now!]

[In the maintenance area, Proctor lets out a loud sigh of relief and turns on his CAT while he checks over the read-outs on the terminals before him]

Very, very good! I...had my doubts we'd be able to do this in time. But--[he smiles faintly for the first]--you did it. You all did. I'm seeing more and more why Filippo failed so badly last--

[But he cuts off right then, his face going pale.] What is...how was that system activated?! It was turned off months ago! [He turns suddenly when he hears a groaning, shuffling noise behind him. If possible, his face goes even more pale.]

No...NO, you get away from m--

[Proctor accidentally shuts his CAT off. What happens to him...who knows.]

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luministimods

[An older man sitting in the bridge of the spacestation appears in a video transmission that shows up only on the CAT devices. He...does not look thrilled to be back, but he does look composed and professional in an environment that is becoming decreasingly anything but.]

I'll be the first to say that I'm not happy to see there are people in this place again, but I haven't decided if I'm more dismayed to see those who were brought in as part of the project or those new to all this... [He frowns, his brow crinkling in concern.]

For those of you who don't know who I am, you may call me Proctor. Now that I have recovered most of my memories of the events after I left this accursed spacestation, I can begin to piece together what's happened. I trust food has been rationed in the town as it has out here, and I've been informed that the passageway to and from the town has been locked once more. I haven't been able to figure out why they've done this as everything here says they are very much unlocked, but we have more pressing concerns at the moment.

From the read-outs here in the command center, the life support systems are failing. [Sorry, but he isn't going to sugarcoat it.] The systems just need to be reset and recalibrated. Since the town wasn't put into stasis when no one was around and the spacestation didn't have anyone to maintain everything, the life support systems have been overworking themselves needlessly. That they haven't shut down completely before now is a damned miracle. But--

[A sudden and loud noise heard and felt throughout all of the spacestation and town, interrupting him. The several terminals in front of him light up, casting flashing red light glares all over his alarmed face. At the same time, all vidscreens in town begin to blink red and similarly, red warning lights drop out of the ceiling in the spacestation. This might seem like deja vu to some.] --Shit! What just happ--?!

[A red holographic warning message appears over the video transmission that reads:]

WARNING, WARNING
Life support systems in sectors A through V are at 85%.
Complete life support failure expected in 72 hours.

( And then... )

( OOC: Plot Details - **Quick-time Event** )

manicurious

[Ichijou has received a very alarming message, which despite the general secrecy surrounding anything to do with Nathan he just can't keep to himself. He's trying to maintain a calm tone via text, but in person he's, well, clearly more than a little upset.]

I received a message overnight from the device of my emergency contact in response to one of my distress calls. It isn't him. I don't know who it is or what they've done with my contact. The message reads:

There is nothing for him to say as he does not know you are saying anything at all. Your words fall on ears unable to hear.

And soon, you will have no breathe with which to utter them.

I'm at a loss here. Aside from attempting negotiations, I can only think of one possible measure to take as a last resort...

manicurious

[At first glance it might seem like Ichijou is the victim of some random ritual slaughter, but he's really just sleeping awkwardly - he's seated in an office chair and leaning forward onto a desk, arms folded and face nestled in his arms. His CAT is clutched tightly in one of his hands, explaining how it got turned on. Before him sits a huge, ornate bowl (really more like a fancy washtub) full of... Is that blood? Nope, it's red wine.

Occasionally he'll squirm a little, brushing a foot against the opposite leg or nuzzling his sleeve.

And it's a bit odd that he's so undisturbed, as an old guy's voice in the background is berating Ichijou for being a useless peasant and spouting off unpleasant things about how he'll never see the light of day again, he's too much of a loser to have a family and he doesn't have any friends who care about him enough to "free" him, etc. etc. etc. A collection of other, younger men's voices nervously scramble to agree with each statement, others ask if they should begin preparations to declare him legally dead, and others still whisper sympathetic comments ever-so-quietly.

It doesn't sound like a very good place for Ichijou to be. Maybe someone should wake him up and try to talk him out of there. Or not. He seems pretty content.]

vengefulagent

[the past couple of weeks have been...interesting for Washington. apart from having failed in his mission to find Filippo Resarci, he's been unable to find a way to break into the town no matter what means he's tried. ...he never thought he'd want to do such a thing, but he's growing more and more concerned about what will happen to those inside when the food and other supplies run out. frankly, he doesn't want to find out. he's heard stories from his old fellow Freelancers who were unfortunate enough to have gone to outposts where the soldiers had been purposefully starved. never turned out well for either parties...

still, he has no plans to allow that to happen here. so, he's been diligent in his patroling of the lab and its offices. it's also nice being able to go to areas that the signs say they lead to, though he still has some doubts about how long that will last.

but right now? all thoughts about everything are out of his head the moment he spots a very familiar sight on the observation deck. he accidentally turns his CAT on at the same time he comes to an abrupt stop.]

What...

[all other words die off his tongue as he stares at what is unmistakably a section of the AI storage facility for Project Freelancer. he knows that place well and has many, many mixed emotions about it for many reasons he'll never talk about with anyone because he's fine.

in fact? he's feeling more than fine. as he cautiously steps forward, he finds himself...almost relieved to see it. no, he's positively happy.] This is unbelievable! I don't...I don't understand why this is here, but this is great!

[a small part of him is definitely feeling the exact opposite, but now that he's closer and wandering around the area without a single fuck given, that negative emotion is soon squashed and forgotten--for now.]

rainbow_breath

( Meru lands in Luministi, and then... )

[finding no one else in the room beyond, her frustration begins to grow again until she eyes the basket on the table and rifles through it, throwing objects out right and left to land on the table or couch nearby until her hand finds a cool, metal device which begins humming at her touch (and unbeknownst to her, begins recording publicly to the the other residents)] AUGH! What the heck are you?!

[she jumps back and holds her maul in front of herself, threatening the thrumming creature not to come any nearer as she slowly backs herself out of the room through the door] Gooooood...THING. Just stay riiiiiiiiight there.

[finding herself assured that the strange metal creature is not aggressive, she turns on her heel and heads out the door, determined to figure out where she is - not realizing the CAT finds its own way of attaching itself to her skirt to travel along with her and continues recording]

[trying to keep her cool, Meru wonders if she has just been somehow transported to some other area of Endiness, like Serdio maybe? she's never been there...] This doesn't look ANYTHING like Endiness, though!

[flailing her hammer about, she stands in the doorway of "her" townhome, Luministi Greens West A12, and just looks about, wondering what in the heck she is supposed to do next!]

Current Mood: aggravated

luministimods

[Listen close; on the tail ends of a faint breeze running through the town, one can hear voices. They sound varied, some are just having regular conversations, but others might be full-out arguing and bickering. There might even be the sounds of laughter as showers of coins come out of a chiming machine. All these sounds are new. They are soft at first, but as one walks around town and encounters the strange sights that stand out amongst the usual hodge-podge of buildings, the voices and sounds become louder and clearer. It's almost as if those people are there--but sadly, they are not. Some will find the voices familiar, but others won't.

But there is one thing for certain: they do not belong there.

And neither do the new structures and buildings that have cropped up around town...

There are still no signs of the townspeople, and the Mayor has even gone silent. None of his trademark music accompaniment will cover up those voices this time. However, there is a new noise that only those with the keenest ears may be able to pick up on--and it is not good. Not from the way whatever is making it sounds...overworked and stressed, the mechanical systems ready to break at any given moment.]

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Shield 03 | audio + action

[012]

[Action + Voice] - Introducing Screechyjou

❧ The Cold of Night Will Fall

♜ 5

θ-10 Come one, come all!

TEXT + ACTION

[011]

❧ It's All Your State of Mind

❧ Just Breathe

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[Audio, Video] S3-3 - Third Dream

Ø3

❧ Don't Stop Me Now

❧ Take A Breath

[Text] S03E03: Shit Gets Real

[Video] S03E02: He Cannot See the Haters

♜ 4

[video] S3-1: What's going on?!

❧ Old Familiar Things

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