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redshift: tdm #3

Redshift: Welcome to the v͖͕̺̲̘̱̜͎o̴̦̣̠̦̘̹͞i̯̖d̛̪̬͈̱̦̝͍̕.

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a. tfln: anchor edition.

The power returns with a surge throughout the colony, abrupt and powerful. Whether it’s because of an increase in the levels of radiation powering the dome or the unexpected addition of two more suns to the sky, the lights are back on, so to speak.

A surge that powerful has consequences, though. While some (currently unknown) systems have been powered up, others (mostly unknown) have come to life with a vengeance.

In specific, the robo-matchmaker in the intimacy lounge. Ordinarily, it works by taking the information of people who enter the intimacy lounge and pairing them up based on a carefully-tooled algorithm, so people are matched into casual or potentially romantic relationships. Somehow, through the frying of circuits and the machinations of a match-making AI gone rogue, the bot has the information of everyone in the colony - whether collected through the network, CCTV, or by scanning the data of people who passed by close at hand.

It's started making profiles for everyone, filling in bits of overheard conversations or bad pickup lines that it thinks match the personality of its chosen victims. It's also, helpfully, started sending messages at random to other characters, just to get the romantic ball rolling. Profiles and messages are as off the wall as the bot making them. Welcome to TFLN, Anchor Edition.


Robo-Matchmaker (?̵̢̠̀?̷̠͉͍̝̙̕ͅ?̡̢̡̹̩̖̝̞̪̦̘ͅ)

I͎͇̰̺̼͡ ̝̳̼̻͕̩͚á̷̳͍̫͕͞m̱̱̺͍̳̞̖ ̴̥͇̣͎̺̤̩͕̩͜h͖̕͞͠er͉̟͕͈̳̀ḙ͔̼̠̤ ͓̠̰̗̹̘̣͔t͏̸̤̳̙͍͎̮͕̞͢o҉̨̜͖̠̝͙̜̦̜ ̮̠̝̪̩̤̣m̖̻a̤͙̘̲̫̩̗k̮͓̀͜e̶̠͚͞ ̯̯̘̦͜͠you͈̹̟͔͜͠ͅr͈̮̮̗͖̜̠͠ ̮̗̗̹̘̬̠͢d̴̵̯͖̀r̷͇͍̦̗̯͢eaṃ̘͝͞ş̳̺̭̮͜ ̖͚͚͓͙͇͙͓̜c͖͕̰̞̺̟̫ớ͈̖͇̲̗m̶̞̟̣̘͎̘̲̣̕͢é̠̯͞ ̼t͔͢r͢͏̠̙̜̬͖̞̥̜ư̧͈̫͜e̹̮̮̝͝.̗̠̪̭̫͞

Interests: true love, friends with benefits, e͏͇̫m̲̤̬͟ ͉͍͜ǫ̙̟̳̲͘t̬͓i҉̟̼̣͓̯̜̞̼͜ ҉̛̺̪̣͈͖͖̟̥̺o̴̢͔̙̥̠̟̮̮̪̩n̷̗̜s҉̰̖̯͟͠

Assets: I̤̥̙̺̪̪̱͜ ̢̟k̢̰̫ͅn͕̤̳o̤͚͓͓w̲̬ ͠e̸̞̺̳͔̙ve̝̳̭̣̝͠ͅry͏̝̙̠t̲͚̠hi͕̣̯ng̭͓͕̖͈ ̖̣ą̰͖̲ͅbơ̯̥̹̠̱u͉̯̪͟t̜̞̱ yo̹͙ͅu̢̗.̡̪̥̙̱̘̞ ͕̀:̮̩̯̜̗̘)

Ass-ets: a bot never tells

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b. bad trip.

Unfortunately (there's always an unfortunately, isn't there?), something in one of the agricultural research facilities went haywire during the power surge, too, and released spores into some of the ventilation shafts, which carried the spores to specific parts of the agricultural areas and also released them into the park at the base of the colony.

Virtually overnight, red algae (water) and fungus (other structures) grows to cover the better part of the park and chunks of the agricultural level. There's plenty of room to avoid the algae or fungus if characters don't want to go near it (or if players don't want the effects). In fact, avoiding it is probably the smarter thing to do - except it keeps spreading, and it needs to be stopped before it infects the whole park or makes parts of the agricultural level unusable. The algae makes foliage and vegetation toxic to eat, but going in to get samples may be kind of tricky.

Those who come in contact with the algae and its spores will feel a variety of effects. The mildest among them are headaches, headiness, and mild highs; the sort of thing that would come from pot use or tipsiness. Progressing from there, depending on levels of exposure, the intoxication effects are heightened. Hallucinations, extreme highs, loss of coordination, slurred language, loss of inhibition, and an addiction that begins as a mild desire to stay near the algae and rapidly progresses into something worse.

Prolonged or extreme exposure will lead to the beginnings of vine-like plants growing under the skin, following characters' arteries and veins. The exposed will begin to exhibit plant-like behaviors - craving light, warmth, water. Particularly water. Worse, the infected will start to function as part of a collective with the algae/fungus growth, working in its interests. They will try to bring other creatures to the growth to attempt to infect them, they'll fight those who intend to destroy the growth, and they'll struggle against anyone who tries to remove them from its company or cure them.

While the growth can be destroyed with fire, the smoke still poses a hazard and can be accompanied by the mild/moderate effects of the algae itself. There are other ways to solve the algae problem, but most of them lie in the depths of the research station that accidentally released the spores in the first place, and the growth there is worse than anywhere else in the colony. Characters can be cured, too - by way of the medbay, by keeping them away from the growth until the infection dies, or by player-skill based means.


c. whole foods double-tap.

When all that algae business gets itself sorted out, characters will find some good news at last: the red shift rose up around the colony while everyone was busy and left a very large Whole Foods grocery store behind, just outside of the colony's exit doors.

Going inside reveals that the place isn't in perfect condition. Stuff has been knocked off the shelves and a lot of basic staples are missing, but the luxury items and hygiene basics are all there. Everything from (free range organic and/or vegan) chocolate to that particular kind of shampoo your earth-based character loves so much.

Deeper in the aisles, though, characters will come across more dramatic signs that something is wrong with this place. A smear of blood on the floor, leading toward the back of the building. Should characters choose to investigate, they'll find themselves following a widening smear of gore, with bits of cloth and tissue in the mix. At the very back (in the dairy section - and look! that yogurt is still good!), the source: a dismembered corpse.

Also, zombies.

These aren't the running hordes of 28 Days Later or the clickers of The Last of Us: they're standard Walking Dead shamblers, slow-moving and stupid but relentless, and very capable of coming from unexpected places or surrounding characters during a moment of inattention. Like most standard zombies, a shot to the head will take them out of commission--or you could go full Evil Dead and take that chainsaw from the inexplicable home goods department and go to town.

Those who get bitten will be decontaminated upon arrival back at the colony, but characters won't know that until they get there. Trauma abounds when death seems imminent. Even after decontamination, any injuries will remain until treated in the medbay.


Mod Note: The algae/fungus growth is set to last from August 24th until September 1st, when the intro log goes up at the start of the app cycle; or until someone finds a solution and informs the modteam.

superposition: ((you're not the boss of me))

Qubit | Irredeemable | Mask or Menace CRAU

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-25 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fine with prose or brackets for any of these! ]

01 | user = new User("Qubit");
This isn't the first time Qubit's stepped through a portal into another dimension. Hell, it's not even the thousandth. It is, however, the first in over a year - and it's only the second time in recent memory that his portals have taken him somewhere he wasn't expecting.

He takes a moment to glance around the room - check for threats, get his bearings. The place seems abandoned, apart from one plant that's not as sad-looking as the others. He tries a firm but cautious, "Hello?" - but there's no response.

One more try. "Hello, unauthorized intruder here. Anyone planning to stop me? ... No?" He waits a few seconds, then shrugs, pleasantly surprised. "Well, all right, then. Suppose I'll just... start poking around all these unsecured systems."

It's a stark contrast from the Porter room at Cape Canaveral, the one time he was ever inside. That was a madhouse by comparison. Scientists and military milling about everywhere, refusing him access to the Porter they (ostensibly) wanted to understand, nearly Tasing him when he made a fuss about it. Here, though? Here, he has the place all to himself.

(For the moment.)

He isn't tampering with the portal itself (yet), just observing and taking readings via a custom-made chunky tablet. He occasionally mumbles something to himself as he works, but he's also halfway paying attention to the introductory video. The portal's his main focus, though. Once he leaves this room, there's no telling when he might be able to get back in...
02 | station.inspect();
As usual, Qubit hits the ground running. Once he does go through decon and exit into the station proper, he's got two priorities: 1) Assess damage to the facilities, and 2) Make contact with other Anchored.

That he's keeping a cool head through all this shouldn't by any means imply he doesn't care. He's actually fairly cranky at the moment - not so much about the transdimensional displacement, but that his abilities have been ... compromised. That is, by now he's realized that his teleportals simply don't work - and, though he hasn't yet realized the extent to which his technokinesis is fucked, he strongly suspects something's up with it. At least, strongly enough that he doesn't want to risk repairing things willy-nilly until he knows more.

Anyway, you know how these systems are - fix one, break two, if you're not careful.

Still, he's trying to keep his grumpiness focused on the machines. No telling what kind of lifeforms he'll encounter in a place like this, and making a bad first impression could be deadly. He's even behaving (inasmuch as he ever does) with regards to the tech - no tinkering, no hotwiring, not taking too many panels off the walls, etc. For the most part, he's just taking inventory, keeping notes on his tablet about the general tech level, what works and what doesn't... and what, in particular, might make the best show of good faith if he fixed it.

You're welcome to find him just about anywhere on the station, poking his nose into any room he can access, but not staying long in any of them. He will, however, take particular interest in the vehicle bay, the security station, and the R&D area - though that last one has a rather nasty fungal infestation going on, so he decides against checking it as thoroughly as he'd like.
03 | fungus.amongus();
... Granted, the further he gets into the station, the more this fungal growth starts to concern him. Initial scans are showing it as hella toxic, so he'll need some kind of PPE to start getting samples.

Which leads him back to the exit room. I mean, hey, if it's sealed enough to go outside in, it might do for biohazard gear in a pinch. Provided he can find a complete suit that meets his exacting standards (aka, the bare minimum).

"Hm... cracked faceplate. No, that won't do. How about you, then? No, of course there's a hole in the boot." An exaggerated sigh, to no one in particular. "Would it kill these people to separate out the bad ones? Be lucky if I can assemble a full pair of trousers, at this rate."
04 | user.tinderize(consent=false);
Real talk though Qubit is ace as ace can be and will not find this amusing.
Qubit (██)

I'll make this thing work if it takes me all night.

Interests: computers, portals, long walks through the colony

Assets: Is your name Wi-Fi? Because I'm feeling a connection.

Ass-ets: My hair's not the only thing that stands up.

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itsnotaonesie: (anger spider)

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[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-25 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
R&D is basically Peter's second home on the station, and he spends at least half his time there. Usually, anyway. Today he's been mostly occupied elsewhere, making sure some kind of equipment was working somewhere else or. Whatever. Not important. What is important is this new dude he comes across coming out of the R&D area, and like the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man that he so is, he stops to check on him.

"Oh, hey! I haven't seen you befo-OH MY GOD."

That would be Peter glancing past this new buddy into the R&D area and seeing this great horror-fungus all over the goddamn place. Oh no. Oh dang. Ooooh no.

"What is this!? Literally all my stuff is in there! Like, all of it! What the Hell!? I-- nggghhh!!"

I mean he's going in there for his stuff. He's getting ready to crawl across the freaking ceiling if he has to this is bullshit he hates this.
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superposition: ((talk to me))

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-25 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Qubit puts up a hand to ward him off. "Hey, hey! Calm down."

He takes half a second to size the kid up - looks human, young (but McFly young, not Max young), in good shape - decides he could restrain him if he has to, probably, but he'd rather not. But if he's set up shop in this obvious lab area, he should be able to listen to reason. Hopefully.

"Unless you're immune to all possible mycotoxins, I can't let you through here," he explains firmly. "I've run some scans, and I don't like what I'm seeing. Definitely psychoactive, could be parasitic, and in any case, bad news against unprotected skin. Do you understand?"
itsnotaonesie: (...!?)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-25 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Godddddddd Peter wants to go save his equipment so bad, but this guy is right. Peter isn't exactly like other humans, but he isn't sure is he's safe from this kind of weirdo fungus shit. Ugh.

Ugh.

"Yes. Yeah, got all that. Damn. Okay." Okay reasonable new guy, you've convinced Peter to chill the hell out and think of a better approach to this whole fungus mess. "There should be some biohazard gear over in the vehicle bay. I'll grab that- Uh, I'm Peter, by the way. Sorry to just like, shout in your face."

Real awkward there Pete, good job.
superposition: ((tight-lipped))

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-25 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Relaxing a bit, Qubit waves off his apology. People shouting in his face is a Tuesday, to be honest. He's just glad Peter's cooperating.

"Qubit. I'll go with you," he adds. It's not strictly necessary that he does, of course, but he wants to keep talking. He starts striding off with purpose, like someone who just came from the vehicle bay and remembers exactly where it is. You coming, bud? Keep up.
itsnotaonesie: (i think the fuck not)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-25 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
If it wasn't for this dude deciding to come with, Peter would probably be straight up sprinting to the vehicle bay. He has a very expensive, very high tech suit in that lab ok. And now it's gonna be full of funky space mushrooms UUUGHHH.

He'll try to worry about that later.

"You said you ran some scans. Did you happen to nail down a point of origin for all this crap?" He swears he keeps his lab CLEAN this is totally not his fault.
superposition: (And why?)

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-25 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Qubit picks up on the urgency and walks briskly, just short of jogging. He can't blame the kid, after all, he'd feel the same way if it were his lab.

"Not yet. It seems to be thickest in the labs, but there's some significant infestation upstairs, too. Speaking of which, I hope the crops up there aren't your only food source." Because, uh, that harvest's probably a goner. "I haven't been over the entire station, but if it's gotten into the ventilation, it may have already spread much further."
itsnotaonesie: easycompany (what is my life even)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-25 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"If it's gotten into the ventilation, we could be breathing this stuff. Great. I needed another crisis on my plate right now. This is fine."

This is not fine and he's not a fan of it. "Gotta be honest, fungal infestations aren't really my area of expertise. Neither is really anything on the agricultural level. We probably have someone around who knows what to do about that?"

Oh buddy he hopes so because yeaaah that sure is at least most of the food.
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superposition: (But now you know the truth about me)

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-26 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope so. It's not my field, either, unfortunately," Qubit says. Which is too bad. It's too bad he can't simply know all the things. He's done some gardening, sure, but the methods you use on potted plants don't really scale to agriculture.

"But we'll cross that bridge when we get there. For now, our focus needs to be containment." Granted, they could be tracking spores everywhere right now, but there's not a lot they can do about that.
itsnotaonesie: movieconnoisseur (*teenager noises*)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-26 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll get in touch with some people, see what they can bring to the table." If there's one thing Peter does have, it's connections. It's almost as good as having a green thumb.

"I have no idea how to contain this. Fire? I- that seems like a bad idea, I don't wanna just start burnin' stuff."
superposition: (So what difference does it make?)

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-26 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Qubit nods. It's one of those scenarios where knowing the right people is at least as good as knowing the right information.

As for killing it with fire - "Tempting as it is, let's keep that on the back burner," he says. And belatedly realizing his pun - "So to speak. If we can find or synthesize an effective fungicide, I'd rather try that first. But beforehand, we'll want to seal off the contaminated areas as much as possible. That's including water and ventilation."

You know, standard biohazard procedures. From all those biohazard drills they have on this abandoned space colony.
itsnotaonesie: (i think the fuck not)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-26 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Hah hah we have never had a biohazard drill we are all gonna die.

"Okay. Probably won't be able to use any of the equipment in agriculture for that. Might be able to do that in the medbay, though. Fingers crossed that it's not already overrun by this stuff."

Speaking of biohazard procedures, here's the vehicle bay. Peter heads right for the protective gear and starts checking it over while he continues to run his mouth.

"I can probably figure out how to seal off the water and ventilation systems. Honestly, that's probably the easiest part of all this."
superposition: ((ponders the gate))

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-26 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Qubit does the same - fortunately, there's enough of it in serviceable condition to make up the two suits they need right now. He shrugs off his overcoat and starts suiting up. (It might be worth noting that like... his entire outfit is green? Every article of clothing on him is green.)

"Right. If we need anything in the medbay reprogrammed, I'll see to that." He could easily see whatever systems they have down there objecting to a request for industrial fungicide, but he's nothing if not a pro at making computers do what he wants, operational safety be damned.

Somewhere in there, he spares a glance at Peter himself. The kid's handling this remarkably well - stressed, sure, but he listens, and he's willing to act. Good qualities to have in an emergency, and it frees Qubit up to concentrate on his mental checklist.

"We'll need sterile sample containers - should be able to whip that up on site. Decontamination, if we're going in and out - ordinarily I'd just 'port us directly to the existing decon station, but that's out, so we'll have to get creative. I'm assuming we have airtight bulkheads to work with?"

Needless to say, zero judgment on Peter for thinking out loud.
itsnotaonesie: sissybars (what is his hair doing though)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-26 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh uh, we have a lady down there kinda... I guess in charge of the Medbay now. Shepard? Maybe run stuff by her before you start twisting knobs and pushing buttons. I mean, I'm sure she'll be totally on board for gettin' all this sorted out, but y'know. Manners, I guess."

See Peter sorts his disaster scenarios on a scale from one to ten, one being 'on no I left my homework on the roof' and ten being 'Thanos is back and he's got a GUN'. This current disaster is around a six, or 'well nothing's on fire yet so I think we'll be fine'. Also it helps that this dude is just on point like where did you come from mysterious problem solver-man???

"Airtight bulkheads yes, I assume the Medbay might have some sterile sample containers. I definitely have some back in my lab, they're just a little on the big side. Usin' one to house nano-machines right now, but I've got a couple other ones."
superposition: ((what are we talking about?))

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-26 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I mean, obviously he came out of the portal room like everybody else. But let's be real, appearing out of nowhere and mysteriously solving problems is Qubit's bread and butter. He's in his element right now.

"Shepard. Got it." Probably not a doctor, though? He's assuming Peter would have called her one if she was. Still, better than nothing.

"Yes, but your lab's right at ground zero, remember?" he says, stern but sympathetic. "We can't assume anything in there will be sterile."
itsnotaonesie: (i am not answering that shit)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-27 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Shit. You're right. Okay, scratch that."

Peter has no idea how his lab could possibly be at ground zero for a giant fungus infestation ok. He keeps his space CLEAN, he doesn't eat in there. Goddd he hopes his armor in there isn't full of fucking mushrooms right now this is the WORST.
superposition: (And why?)

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-27 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Speaking of... "Incidentally, what were you working on in there?"

It's an offhand question, even if there's no way to make it sound totally free of suspicion. Peter's already said fungus isn't his area of expertise, so Qubit doubts it's related to the outbreak, but it never hurts to cover your bases.
itsnotaonesie: (nice sweater dork)

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-08-27 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"It's this armor suit that uh, that a friend of mine made for me back home. It got kinda trashed in the last place I was stuck, so I've been trying to reprogram some nano-machines to help with repairs."

Which was going really well! Until FUNGUS.
superposition: ((william hartnell eat your heart out))

[personal profile] superposition 2019-08-27 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Well, now he's genuinely intrigued. "Power armor, huh?" He doesn't use the stuff himself, but he's had a few... let's say interesting encounters with it. And not in a good way. On the plus side, this time it doesn't come attached to Tony Stark.

"Once we've got this mess under control, I can help you with that," he says, pulling on the gloves. "I'm a technokinetic, it wouldn't take more than a few minutes."

(If his powers worked properly, anyway. He is not yet aware of this problem.)

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substances: (diva)

04.

[personal profile] substances 2019-09-02 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
🍆🍆✔

I have no idea what Wi-Fi is, but I'll try to be if it means a connection.
superposition: ((tight-lipped))

text; @Qubit

[personal profile] superposition 2019-09-02 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... Someone calling themselves GOSUCKADICK is, apropos of nothing, sending him eggplant emojis. Yeah. Okay. Clearly, the only possibility is that it's a misfire. ]

I think you meant that to go to someone else.
Edited 2019-09-02 23:23 (UTC)
substances: (bedroom eyes)

oh no i forgot to typo in the first reply

[personal profile] substances 2019-09-03 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
uhhhhhh r u the qubit w/ somethin besides hair that sticks up???
superposition: (And why?)

headcanon: matchmaker bot tried to make klaus sound smart

[personal profile] superposition 2019-09-03 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
That is my name, but what are you talking about?
substances: (thinker)

headcanon accepted

[personal profile] substances 2019-09-03 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
exsqueeze me?
becuz u put up a dating profile?
duh
superposition: (What difference does it make?)

[personal profile] superposition 2019-09-03 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
What?! I did no such thing!

[ And yet... two clicks later, he finds it. What the hell. Sadly, this isn't even the first time he's been matchmade without his consent, but this time he's got no idea who could be responsible. ]