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redmarsshit2019-09-21 12:52 am
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redshift: tdm #4
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a. the red shit.
There are rumblings in the deepest, most overgrown part of the agricultural area, where until very recently there was a lingering pocket of red algae. The good news is, the red algae is gone! The bad news is, it all got eaten by a mutated bear-thing with giant antlers. The algae did a number on the poor thing, doping it up and confusing it to the point where everything is an enemy.
What’s worse? The algae has adapted, colonizing the creature’s entire body. The algae has mutated in the process, releasing a protective cloud of toxins that causes severe hallucinations, as well as some of the protective and euphoric qualities that the red algae originally possessed. Which means the mutated, antlered, bear-thing is accompanied by a small army of other creatures, from large to small, who are all very invested in its survival and also are being driven crazy by its presence.
Prepare yourselves for one hell of a hunt. These animals can pop up almost everywhere in the agricultural zones, and when they do show their paws it’s to go on a rampage.
What’s worse? The algae has adapted, colonizing the creature’s entire body. The algae has mutated in the process, releasing a protective cloud of toxins that causes severe hallucinations, as well as some of the protective and euphoric qualities that the red algae originally possessed. Which means the mutated, antlered, bear-thing is accompanied by a small army of other creatures, from large to small, who are all very invested in its survival and also are being driven crazy by its presence.
Prepare yourselves for one hell of a hunt. These animals can pop up almost everywhere in the agricultural zones, and when they do show their paws it’s to go on a rampage.
b. fashionista.
It wouldn’t be Anchor if the bots weren’t fucking shit up.
This time, the spa bots have gone full stylist coach, chasing down residents and trying to do their hair, nails, makeup, or change their clothes. In some cases, they're literally sweeping people off their feet and carrying them to the hot springs, massage rooms, and spa areas to be pampered. Too bad most of their cosmetics are fifty years out of date and the closests they’ve raided either had another resident’s clothes or moth-eaten dust-covered rags.
Is that the jacket Idris Elba was wearing in the introductory video? It kinda looks like it.
But it’s not all bad! The bots actually give great massages and fantastic mani-pedis. They also have a small stash of fresh cosmetics and clean clothes that got left behind in the spas. They might not fit great, but they look pretty good!
If your character doesn’t practice proper self-care, well. They’d better watch out. These bots have a particular eye for the sad, the filthy, the tired, and they’re going to make sure you get some damn fine pampering.
This time, the spa bots have gone full stylist coach, chasing down residents and trying to do their hair, nails, makeup, or change their clothes. In some cases, they're literally sweeping people off their feet and carrying them to the hot springs, massage rooms, and spa areas to be pampered. Too bad most of their cosmetics are fifty years out of date and the closests they’ve raided either had another resident’s clothes or moth-eaten dust-covered rags.
Is that the jacket Idris Elba was wearing in the introductory video? It kinda looks like it.
But it’s not all bad! The bots actually give great massages and fantastic mani-pedis. They also have a small stash of fresh cosmetics and clean clothes that got left behind in the spas. They might not fit great, but they look pretty good!
If your character doesn’t practice proper self-care, well. They’d better watch out. These bots have a particular eye for the sad, the filthy, the tired, and they’re going to make sure you get some damn fine pampering.
c. whole foods: 2.0.
Remember that whole Whole Foods grocery store thing that happened? Well, the grocery store and the zombies are still there. Only now there are more zombies, and two giant supply trucks have shown up, one behind and one in front of the store.
The one at the rear of the store can be accessed fairly easily. It’s painted to look like a giant United States flag, with a dramatic crying eagle emblazoned across the back doors. Inside, there is beer. Lots and lots of beer, and a bunch of semiautomatic rifles. Also some skeletons. Seems like the guns and booze didn’t help them.
The one in front of the store is thickly surrounded, the creatures clawing at the plain white sides of the semi like there’s something precious inside.
If Anchorites can make it through, if they can fend off the monsters and keep from getting torn to pieces by a hoard of bloodthirsty beasts, they’ll find out what that precious truck contains.
It’s twinkies. A semi full of twinkies. We hope you’ve got a sweet tooth, Anchor.
The one at the rear of the store can be accessed fairly easily. It’s painted to look like a giant United States flag, with a dramatic crying eagle emblazoned across the back doors. Inside, there is beer. Lots and lots of beer, and a bunch of semiautomatic rifles. Also some skeletons. Seems like the guns and booze didn’t help them.
The one in front of the store is thickly surrounded, the creatures clawing at the plain white sides of the semi like there’s something precious inside.
If Anchorites can make it through, if they can fend off the monsters and keep from getting torn to pieces by a hoard of bloodthirsty beasts, they’ll find out what that precious truck contains.
It’s twinkies. A semi full of twinkies. We hope you’ve got a sweet tooth, Anchor.
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Nah it's cool go ahead and ask Peter about that time he strangled Newt the Kaiju Guy to death because the Rage God threw a hissy fit over her dead girlfriend, that'll go well.
Actually don't, he's already visibly uncomfortable thinking about that stuff. Thank god for this topic change.]
The one God, uh... Fear, I think it was? He could teleport the city around. You're right though, it took a ton of energy for him to do it, so whenever he needed to he'd uh. More or less turn the place into something out of a horror movie to get energy from us. Wasn't really a big fan of that.
[Like, the teleporting to a safe place away from killer robots thing was nice, but the horrible, gory shit really wasn't too great.]
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and he doesn't actually have that information, but this does mean I desperately want him to find out someday. and now back to your regularly scheduled non-metagaming!
Even without any specifics, he curls his lip in disgust at Fear's shenanigans. It's an interesting way to generate power, but at what cost? Kidnapping people to serve as human batteries, and then terrorizing them whenever you need a boost? ]
Repugnant. They sound more like monsters than gods.
[ Look, as much as he wanted to try and keep the discussion light, he can't just gloss over this. It's way too fucked up. ]
How long have they been doing this?
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Peter shrugs, half because he's agrees with that description and half because he has no goddamn idea man.]
It's uh, complicated? Like, I'd only been there for a year, but I don't think anyone that I met there had been there for longer than... three years? That sounds right. But we weren't the first group they'd been uh, feeding off of. Their previous uh, they called them hosts, they were these aliens that were kind of like big snails with tentacles. Actually, I still have a chunk of shell that I broke off of one. Still surprised I was able to hold onto that.
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Anyway. Three years would be bad enough, but then they've done the same to at least one other species... Will they just go on indefinitely, if they're not stopped? To call their victims hosts is morbidly appropriate, given their parasitic nature. ]
The same aliens whose bunker you found?
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[He takes his phone out, because he absolutely took pictures of that shit for research purposes, but he hesitates to actually turn his phone on. Sooo he's sitting here staring at his black phone screen.]
We buried it. Ground was frozen, I was the only one who could get the shovel through it.
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... Sorry. It wasn't my intention to dredge up bad memories.
[ He pauses, then- ]
We can talk about something else, if you'd rather.
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No, no, it's fine. I don't want you to think you have to walk on eggshells around me or anything. I'm okay, it's just...
[It's just A Lot and Peter's only just recently realizing just how much A Lot it really is.]
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No, I know. I'm not trying to. If you want to talk about it, we can - I'm just saying, we don't have to right now. I'd be just as happy segueing that into, say, the time I nearly ended up married to a gastropod. It's up to you.
[ There's a lot to unpack here, yeah, but you don't have to unpack it all at once. You can draw your own boundaries and go at your own pace. - is what someone with a better emotional vocabulary would say. ]
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Actually, I would like it very much if you would tell me everything about that, because that sounds ridiculous.
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Oh, it was. This was on Drilonath, about eight and a quarter years ago - it all started when the Keldru ambassador invited me to the Prince's coming-of-age ceremony...
[ And so he proceeds to tell Peter the ridiculous true story of the alien snails from Planet Keysmash, and the comedy of errors that got him imprisoned and betrothed, and having to escape the embassy by disguising himself as another alien snail. It's a genuinely funny story, and he tells it pretty compellingly - it'd make a pretty good vintage Doctor Who serial. ]