Reverie

The more of the station we unlock, the more there is to do. It seems wise to sit down together and figure out just what those things are, and how best to achieve them, if even for no other than reasons than expedience and safety. To that end, I'm proposing a station-wide meeting.

Where: The Bridge
When: 0900
What: Station Agenda

Including:
- The Hangar
- The Drive
- The construction of a coherent set of rules that govern what influence the station has on us
- Public Clue Listing
- The Library
- Accessing 7
- Station Population
- Station Emergency Procedures
- Volunteered Abilities Listing


If you've got information, or even just questions or concerns, you're encouraged to attend and share. If you let me know, I'll set a list for organization's sake. If you just want to come and listen and see if your skills might be of use somewhere, you're also encouraged to attend.

We're all in this together, let's try and keep it that way.

I'll update this post as information comes in.

[OOC: Despite the time given here, I won't be posting the in-character follow-up today or tomorrow. I'm looking to do it later this week/early next week to give everyone time to react to this if they'd like. Have at thee.]

[The camera is set a few feet away, so both Mike and the Command Deck video screen fit in view. He speaks with an easy authority, a man used to leading meetings.]

As many of you have probably heard, after the door to the Command Deck was breached video logs of the previous crew were discovered. Many of them are corrupted, and a lot of them that aren't don't seem to have any real substance - they're just the day to day operations of the station - but we have found one that's different.

[He leans, reaching out to something just out of view, and suddenly the large video screen comes to life. Mike turns slightly to watch with the camera.

A woman orders one crew member to contact mission command. She then informs mission command that they are about to begin test zero-zero-five and to stand by. The crew clearly knows the protocol for running this test; various crew members call out their tasks, from slowing the rings to a stop (after which gravity ceases on the command desk and presumably everywhere on the station) to initiating drive.

There is a tense moment. A crew member keeps calling percentages: “Drive at five percent. Drive at ten percent.”

Eventually: “Drive steady at 60 percent. Steady -”

Several consoles beep. “Drive failed.”

The woman contacts mission command again: “Be advised. Test zero-zero-five failed after a climb to 60%.”

The video comes to and end and the screen winks to black. Mike looks back at the camera.]

As best as we can tell, the woman giving the orders is the same "Ghost" recently recorded and posted to this same network. Clearly, they were running experiments here. For what end? The videos don't say. But given the state of things.... Bets are they didn't end well.

Three things.

1 -

I have a network-based service for task coordination up and running as of now. It's a BBS-style system hosted on a spare communicator. Project leaders can upload files, maintain contact lists, issue automated alerts to individuals or groups within the project, etc. Project members' permissions are set by the leader, but they can access the main board and receive alerts from the group by default, and have options to use the contact lists to send messages through the service, download and upload certain files, check in to report what they've done, etc.

Send "DOCS" to @bulletin for the manual. If you want to host one, send "NEW" and it'll take you through an automatic setup process. Right now it's set so each account can run one board, to keep traffic low, but if you need more I can manually set them up.

Credit to Haru Okumura for user experience feedback. It was designed for the garden, but should be customizable for any project.

2 -

There's a calendar running on the garden board, but I didn't want to implement calendar functions across the service yet...because we don't know what year or month or weekday it is. The comms don't have dates, but there's a decently reliable timekeeping system based on computer ticks. Should the station reactivation be Day 1 and calendars just count up from that? Seven-day weeks? This is all a UI question, not a system one. I need some input.

3 -

I found a manual for the VR hardware. The sets are still NOT confirmed safe for use. There's a lot to look through before that, probably more than checking over the sets themselves would cover.

But if there's anything from this you're interested in, I can look into it. Checking this against other device standards, salvaging useful parts, etc.

If there's any chance of modifying these so they're sure to fail to safe, and getting into the controlling computer, I'd like to make a zero-G training simulation. That's a lot of ifs, though. And it's a way lower priority than opening more doors and gaining control of the station control systems, so this won't cut into work for that.


[[ooc: if you have any questions about how this thing works, hmu, my technical knowledge is wobbly but i can at least say oh yeah it can/can't do that. It's a network-based system - like, you send a text to @bulletin with your project login info, it sends you a text back with the current project board in full ASCII glory and the keywords for viewing specific info, getting files, etc. Messages sent via the service come from @bulletin with the sender's name and the project name front and center. Alerts can be set up to be automatic but come in as texts. It's a BBS service by way of email groups by way of a massive stack of scripts running on one poor little communicator.

Also the security on it is diamond fucking hard.

If you want to lmk when someone sets up a board, so that I have an OOC tally of IC knowledge, that'd be swell.]]

[Jun had woken up not long ago. Now, he can search the network easily, and he would, so he wasn't going to ask about most of this stuff, but he had a couple of questions.]

A bar?

Really?

[Look he's seen some shit, but that was just. This was like a space ship, wasn't it?]

Alcohol is quite counterproductive to our situation, but that's for another discussion.

Has... anyone heard any rumors regarding this station? Mostly referring to those you might have heard before coming here, but any are good, I suppose.

[Minato hadn't heard any, but that didn't mean none existed. He wasn't sure if he hoped he was wrong or if he hoped he was right, he just mostly wanted to get back to his friends.]

Alright, I won't waste anyone's time with pointless questions about how or why we got here, but there are a couple of things I'm looking for information about:

1. How many minors and noncombatants are aboard this station? Note, these are separate categories. I don't care how powerful or skilled you are; if you're under twenty, I consider you a member of the former.

2. It'll be helpful for us to have an idea of each other's Quirks. I'm not under the illusion that all of us have reason to trust each other or cooperate, but presumably none of us want to be here, so. If you're willing to provide information on any abilities you might have that could be considered "supernatural" in any way, I intend to compile it for our collective use.

Hello everyone.

Recently I found something in my room. It seems to be some sort of diagnostic tool that can connect to the consoles. Most of them are missing a lot of data, and some are malfunctioning, but I did learn a few useful things.

First, the consoles and life support systems were reactivated the same day we woke up. A significant amount of data is corrupted, so the tool didn't give me a current date, only the number of days since then. It seems like the station was shut down completely before we arrived.

Second, the last time those systems were fully functioning was 2654. It didn't give me a month, and I don't know how long ago that was, but it is a baseline.

[Not a very pleasant one for her, but it's something.]

The good news is, the life support systems seem to be running properly. It hasn't picked up any issues.

People have been vanishing. Not many, not often, not at a volume where we've noticed quickly, but a small number of the ones who initially arrived here have simply disappeared. They've been vanishing since before the doors into space opened, and at enough of a rate that we'd notice the diminishing number of suits if they were all falling off the station into the black.

Initially I had assumed it must be because this place is dangerous. If that were the case we should be tripping over the corpses by now. We clearly aren't.

[ What up Reverie Terminal, it's your glowy superdad back on the network again. Apollo is looking pensive today and not quite his usual sunny self. Next to him is someone who's making his first public appearance: Kaldur'ahm faces the camera, gills at his neck clearly visible, a reserved smile on his face. He gives a nod. ]

As you all know, several areas of the station remain inaccessible to us. I believe several people have been talking about ways to open them or attempting to do so already. Brute force may be a means to gain access to a central command deck or something similar. If enough of us work together, especially those of us stronger or superpowered, we may be able to get through.

[ Here, he glances at Apollo, who adds after a beat: ]

Dirk raised a good point: what if those doors have been locked off for a good reason? What if there's something on the other side that needs to be locked away like, I don't know, a pathogen? Or whatever it is that's wiped out the original station crew?

[ Apollo lifts a hand, as if to stem an imaginary silent protest: ]

I'm not saying we shouldn't still give it a go, because after that video Henryk received it's been made pretty clear to us that we need to get off this ship as soon as possible. But it's something we should maybe be prepared for.

So what we're asking is whether or not there's anyone out there who's good at forcefields? Or might have some insight in to how we should tackle this? Just in case we open a door and, uh. Regret it.

[ Apollo frowns a little, determination replacing the pensive expression from before. ]

So there you have it. I know Amos has some good ideas about creating an airlock in case we open a door to an unpressurised deck. But has anyone else got any ideas? [ to which Kaldur adds: ] We would welcome your thoughts and input.

[ The video feed shows Erik in his newly-gifted civilian clothes, a red plaid flannel shirt over a white t-shirt and jeans. His expression is guarded. ]

Fellow residents. There is a video that has been shared with me that I want to make public knowledge. I do not know who sent this to me, or why. I cannot vouch for the veracity of the video, as it seems to show an event that happened before any of us arrived, as I do not recognize either of the people who appear in it. I will warn you, this video is disturbing.

[ The video switches to the one that had been forwarded to Erik.

A young man in the Reverie Terminal jumpsuit, his expression very stressed, standing at one of the consoles in one of the corridors. Behind him, the wall has been opened, its wiring revealed. An open toolbox and a screwdriver next to it stand by the panel on the ground. “—need immediate help,” he’s saying, voice panicked. The reason for the panic? Probably the fact that behind him, another man (middle-aged going by his features), is halfway into the ground and sinking further, as though the ground has turned to liquid. He’s scrambling, shouting (“Get me out of here!”) — and then he’s sinking further down to the neck and the shouting turns to choking.

“It’s this place.” That’s the young man again. “It’s killing us, fuck!”

And then the panel from the ground, the toolbox and the screwdriver all go flying. The panel hits the older man in the neck, his eyes roll back. The screwdriver hits the young man. Impales him, the tip of it coming out of his front. He makes a gurgling noise, reaching for something — and the message cuts off.

The video then goes back to Erik in the present. ]

I know a number of us have experienced strange things since arriving. Hallucinations, wires embedded in the skin, and the like. I think it would be in our collective best interest to start cataloguing these incidents with as much detail as possible, as well as recording information as to what happened to our predecessors, such as this. The more knowledge we are able to accumulate, the better our chances of finding a way to leave.

To that end, please fill out this form with any information on strange events that you are willing to share.

(OOC: I just threw this spreadsheet together, so I don't know if it's organized all that well. I've made an OOC post so we can hash out details if anybody has suggestions to improve it. Also feel free to treat this post as a mingle, and toss out whatever wild theories you'd like. Just keep the form dedicated to actual data, please.)

Hi. My name is Captain Steve Rogers. I wanted to introduce myself to everyone. Where I come from, protecting people was very important to me. It still is. This ship is dangerous and I think we're getting side-tracked from an important conversation here.

I don't think we should worry too much about that roster file we were sent, but it's not a bad idea to have some sort of security team that can respond to a crisis and keep track of everything we have figured out about this place so far. I'd like to help with any effort like that, but it might be best if we wait before assigning rank to anyone. Fighting over who's the boss or throwing baseless orders around isn't going to help anyone or keep them safe. Our priorities should be safety and finding a way to leave.

It's been suggested to me that some of the things that have been happening to us could be some sort of security response from the ship. Does anyone with a better understanding of computers want to weigh in on that? Can anyone try to access those systems? There's still a lot of the station that we can't access and I know some of us have been trying to work on that.

Finally, if there's anything else I can help with, please reach out to me.

[ And a later text that follows: ]

I think people have misunderstood what I want to do. I don't want anyone to have power over the rest of us. This would be for dealing with outside threats and organizing information that would be available to everyone. Anyone who wanted to help would be welcome.

I haven't been awake long, but I've been trying to read up on what I can, so a couple of quick questions:

1. Anyone managed to get past one of the locked doors yet? Either with force or another way. I know people were trying, but I haven't heard if anyone's succeeded.
2. I was told something about an organic humanoid capable of exiting the station without protective gear. If so, I'd love to talk to you.
3. Other Force-sensitives, I'd appreciate if we established ROEs immediately.

Thanks.

What language are you speaking? What language do you hear?

Do you speak other languages, and when you switch to them, do the people around you understand each other?

What script, glyphs, or alphabet do you write with? Do you see them on your communicator? Do other people see them as the icons you touch? [She means keys to type with, but doesn't quite have the turn of phrase.] If you write them by hand can the people around you read them?

I'm experimenting with written word. I'm in the bar drawing glyphs, if anyone volunteers to come try to read.

[She looks like hell thanks to exhaustion, but she figures that adding another project to the pile is exactly what she needs to keep from going crazy. So she reaches out to the network at large, hoping other people are listening and are open to working together.]

My name is Karen Page.

[There's a pause as she tries to figure out the best way to address her concern.]

I know none of us were expecting to be here for long, but the fact is there's no telling when we'll be able to go back home. There may not even be a home to go back to. I know people have discussed working on the fabricators, but is anyone considering the best way to repair the pool? It can't be sanitary to just leave the water in the condition it's in now.

I've been drawing up ideas, but I know this is something better worked on in a group.

[Really, she just wants a way to meet more people and figures this is a way to do that and be productive at the same time.]

[The video opens showing a young blonde woman looking sternly into the video.]

My name is Samus Aran. I'm creating an open database containing mapped out sections of this station and locations of any ... anomalies. It should also include any information we have of the people who were on this station before.

If you have explored the station or received any information you think could help us all as a whole, send it to me. The sooner we bring everything together the sooner we leave.

Additionally, if anyone finds any sort of power tools or engineering equipment I need it.

This morning, I received a message on my communicator from the username m.muller. When I tried to message them back, all I received was an error. I don't recognize her, but maybe someone else will.

[So Mako attaches a video file. There's a woman with frizzy red hair and freckles on screen, looking slightly panicked. "My name is Martina Muller," she says, and her voice is calm and slightly accented. There's a sudden crash behind her, and she cuts herself off with a gasp. "You have to warn the others! There is a traitor on board. Wherever you are, there is a traitor on board, you have to–"

And then the message cuts off.]

It seems like not everyone received it, so it wasn't a network wide broadcast. As far as I can tell, it came from the station, but I don't know where.

I also tried to unlock one of the doors. I've figured out which wires control the locking mechanism, but nothing I did to override or overload them seemed to work. Has anyone else had any luck?