[personal profile] bastionpc
Who: Rob, Mitellux, Zuko, Meg, Tobias, Shooter, N, Crona, and some NPCs
Open: Closed
When: Day 322
Where: Around the Ura encampment
What: The group takes Vee and Zee home, and then something important happens
Format: action
Warnings: Character death, gore

See the individual threads within the post for details.
blackblooded: (ragnarok and look)
[personal profile] blackblooded
Who: Crona, Ragnarok, Crona's pet Squirt, and YOU!
Open: Open
When: 320
Where: The Bastion
What: Crona needs some advice
Format: Log
Warnings: TBA

Talking to people has gotten easier, after being here for such a long time (two hundred and sixty days, Crona's counted). It's still a little bit difficult, but maybe this is as easy as it's going to get. Because Crona has a little bit of a problem.

See, the meister is very good at Skyway trips, but very bad at knowing what to get with shards. The little dragons that have been here for longer than most people were one of Crona's wishes, and healing powers that the meister's never had a good chance to use were another. But that was it. And when you've only made two wishes but you go out on the Skyway every day, shards start to pile up.

So Crona (and of course Ragnarok, who's currently growing out of Crona's back) and Crona's pet squirt (who is bad at floating and mostly perches on Crona's shoulder) are wandering around the Bastion, and carefully approaching people who don't look busy.

"Um... Do you have any good ideas for things people should buy with shards?"

"This idiot can't think of anything!"

"... you can't think of anything either, Ragnarok."

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Feb. 19th, 2015 09:14 pm
[personal profile] bastionpc
Who: Vee, Zee, and you
Open: Open
When: Day 278
Where: The Skyway, in the Pyth Orchard
What: GIMMICK BOSS BATTLE
Format: action
Warnings: Both NPC and PC death is possible, based on choices made during the event

[At about midday on Day 278, the taller of the two teenage Ura comes running in to the Bastion from the Skyway. Anyone who has talked to this pair of boys will know how odd this is, because they are usually inseparable.

He's out of breath, but he will call out as he runs towards the monument.
]

Help! Help, it's Zee, he's- He's in trouble!
wayofvoice: (Foh Krah Din + It becomes increasingly)
[personal profile] wayofvoice
Who: Paarthurnax
When: 270
Where: All throughout the Bastion
What: So Paarthurnax went shopping...
Format: I'll match


As the sun rises on the Bastion, it becomes increasingly clear to its residents that it is considerably more lively than the previous day had seen set on.

It's perhaps immediately obvious to any who venture near the lake. On the Bastion's side, there are enormous walrus-like creatures that seem to stick close to the water, either submerged in it or lounging on shore. Opposite of them, on the Dragonfield's side of things, are what appear to be rocks at a distance... But did that just move? It seems that Mudcrabs are also inhabiting the area.

Further along, in the trees of Dragonfield, foxes can be seen weaving in and out of trees with coats of brilliant red or eye-catching white. They seem playful enough, and seem to, for some strange reason, congregate near certain trees more than others... Did that branch creak? Did you see something move out of the corner of your eye? Don't worry about it. The Bastion's Spriggans are just shy. At least there are new juniper trees as well, available for harvesting. As for those who go out onto the Skyway and regularly pass the Mammoths, they'll see these massive beasts have newer and much smaller companions: elk which pass between the large legs with apparently little bother.

For any wondering where all these new creatures have come from, well, the answer is probably obvious. Paarthurnax is dwelling about Dragonfield, checking on the root-like plants which are growing over the rocks of the not-mountains and nosing the newest kind of Nirnroot which glows pale pink and sounds just a bit off compared to its greener cousin. Following him as he inspects his most recent purchases are a Dwarven Sphere and a Dwarven Spider, the latter balancing a jar of... Are those teeth?

Regardless. Feel free to speak to the old dragon as he goes about his business, or simply investigate all these fascinating new things.
bastionpc: (Nathaniel)
[personal profile] bastionpc
Who: Several NPCs and you
Open: Open
When: Day 265
Where: The Bastion in general
What: Everyone adjusting to the new land, plus some bad news from Nathaniel.
Format: action
Warnings: Lnone

[First, the good news: everyone came back more or less alive and well, and they had a core! After some deliberation, eventually it was decided upon that adding more land to the Bastion (as well as improving the efficiency of power use in the Bastion, so that the extra land is not a strain on the already limited power) is the best use of this Core.

Once the core has been integrated into the Bastion, the land expanse is almost immediate. Several chunks of the nearby Skyway (monster-free, thankfully) attach themselves to the Bastion, nearly doubling the available land. In addition to the flat plains, lake, river, and hills, there is much more flat land, and a few sharp peaks (nowhere near tall enough to be actual mountains, but they are made of rock and have the same jagged edges and steep inclines that a mountain would have) have attached themselves to the north-eastern side of the Bastion.

In addition, several empty buildings have sprung up in the south and western parts of the Bastion, along with a large empty area clearly left open for tents or more structures. With all of the new land and buildings, the Bastion should be able to hold several hundred residents comfortably. Provided the people could be found to fill those spaces, the Bastion could be a small town now!

But today is not entirely a day of good news. Around midday, Nathaniel calls a meeting by the monument to discuss some things, and he doesn't look happy at all.
]

Okay guys, I'm just going to be honest here. We've got some trouble brewing.

For starters, I haven't been able to pick up the energy signal from that other core. Either it's been buried, or it fell off the Skyway, or something else got to it. It may come up later, but I wouldn't hold my breath.

Along with that, we've got another mess on our hands now. Remember that group of Ura that you guys have been talking to? Well, they left this letter in the place where we leave written communication with them. Zahi translated it for me, and long story short, their crops failed and they're asking us for help.

We can give them supplies, but the farm doesn't grow enough to feed both us and them. If we found another core we could expand the farms to make it feasible, but there's no telling when we'll find another core. Our other option is to start growing our own farms on top of what the automated farm grows for us, but that won't actually help for several weeks, even months. They could possibly starve by the time that pays off. There's also the problem of how to get the sheer volume of food they need out to where they are. Their numbers are about equal to ours, and it's not a trip we could make every day, and most foods would spoil by the time we got it to where they are, so that's something to keep in mind too.

As near as I can tell, we can either help them out until they can grow more food, or we can ignore the request and let them fend for themselves. If any of you guys have another idea of what to do, we can discuss it.

I'll leave the decision up to you guys, but whatever you choose, make the decision quick, so that whatever you decide to do can be put into motion as soon as possible.
polariity: (fuck life II Considering adding a large)
[personal profile] polariity
When: Day 255, midday
Who: The Helmsman and anyone who trips over his prone body
Open/Close: Open
Where: The middle of the Bastion, facedown
What: You know what's nice? Grass is nice.
Format: I'll match
Warning: Blood warning/minor self harm in Aoi and Disciple threads

Ever since he'd been brought to the hospital in the middle of the night by Aradia and the Disciple, the Helmsman has been quiet. His throat has been in no condition to really speak, which had been one thing, but besides that... Any attempts to speak with him have just earned a narrow eyed look and thinned lips, although he'd gone along with attempts to feed him and put him into some cleaner clothes.

Apparently, today's the day that changes because anyone going about their business in the Bastion is liable to notice the gray-skinned and horned alien laying facedown in the middle of the little settlement. The clothes he's wearing are far too big for his food-deprived skinny body but despite what it looks like, he is breathing and is alive.

Don't mind him, he's just gonna be here for a while. If you trip, well, that's your problem. Suck it up.
bastionpc: (Georges)
[personal profile] bastionpc
Who: Georges, you, and so much alcohol
Open: Open
When: Day 230, from noon til night
Where: Inside and outside the Distillery
What: In which planning is attempted, an obnoxious amount of booze is shoved at everyone, and Georges needs help with some things
Format: Pick your poison
Warnings: Drunk shenanigans at some point, likely


So, in the morning, Georges makes sure to stop anyone before they can go out onto the Skyway or get a bite to eat, or basically attempt to carry on with their lives like normal. With the most recent near death experience, he seems to be aiming to be more insistently friendly, apparently.

"Hey there! I got everyone together for some drinks, well, last time since we all needed one after that and I figured why not do it again? Come over to the Distillery later today, and I'll have some things whipped up! Oh- and by the way. That Ura fella, Zulf, he wanted folks to meet up and try and figure a few things out, get a bit more organization 'round here I suppose. If you could pass this around, that'd be great!"

And, sure enough, at around noon-ish Georges has once again set up some things. There are tables just outside the distillery, the largest he could manage (which is just a couple pressed up against one another) done up specifically for anyone who wants to sit around and be responsible.

For those who don't care about or don't trust themselves with responsibility, there's a couple smaller tables scattered about both inside and outside. As usual, Georges is behind the bar with a row of bottles on display. Ask him about them, chat with one another, or just focus on getting utterly and completely smashed, do as you like.

Maybe if you're chatty enough, you might even get roped into something.
blackblooded: (fire)
[personal profile] blackblooded
Who: Crona and Ragnarok and open
Open: Open
When: 227
Where: Coming in off the Skyway, wandering around the Bastion
What: Crona's been out on the Skyway for way too long
Format: action to start
Warnings: None yet

back to the place where i belong )
bastionpc: (Zahi)
[personal profile] bastionpc
Who: Zahi and everyone who wants to go hunt down the cure
Open: Open
When: 201- onwards
Where: the monument, and then out on the Skyway
What: People in the Bastion are falling sick, and Zahi knows where a cure can be found. Unfortunately, it won't be easy to get to.
Format: action
Warnings: none

[On Day 201, after several people have fallen ill, another meeting is called. This time, however, it is not Nathaniel who has called for everyone. It's Zahi.]

Okay, I know everyone's been worried about the people in the hospital, and it looks like our fears weren't unfounded: some of the people who went on that last trip, they caught something.

I've been watching the symptoms, and I think I know what this is. A long time ago, back before Zayna was born, there was a terrible illness that claimed the lives of many Ura. Everyone who fell sick here, they had the same symptoms as those who caught the disease before.

On the plus side, this means that it can be cured. I know of a clinic, way out in the Terminals, where there should be some medicine stocked. Not only can we cure the sick, but we can give another kind of medicine to those who aren't sick yet, so they won't catch it at all.

The downside is that it's gonna take a while to get there. It'll be at least two days there, and possibly more to track down exactly where the clinic is, and then the same amount of time back. We're looking at a four-day minimum, which means we won't be much help to those who are sick right now. They'll either be dead or getting better by the time we get back.

Then there's the fact that it's really dangerous out there. Zayna and I were out on the Terminals before we came here, and let's just say that there's a reason we went looking for somewhere safer to stay.

If you'd rather stay here, I can understand that. The Bastion is an amazing place, and I wouldn't be surprised if someone here managed to save everyone. But I'm not a fan of putting all my eggs in one basket, so I figured it's worth a shot to go and try to get some of the medicine.

What do you guys think?
evacuate: (i know it might seem odd)
[personal profile] evacuate
Who: Zia and anyone
Open: Yep!
When: Day 190
Where: Out on Prosper Bluff, then near the Monument; take your pick
Format: I'll match!
What: Zia goes on an adventure for some shiny things.

out there's a world that calls to me )
magisperica: (Default)
[personal profile] magisperica
Who: Skyla and EVERYONE
Open: Like an.... open thing.
When: Day 191
Where: Around the Bastion
What: Skyla falls headfirst into the Skyway and makes her way to the Bastion -- and is less than impressed with what she finds.
Format: Opening post was written in prose, but prose or action is fine.
Warnings: Skyla's poopoo mouth like seriously girl, wash it out with soap.


she'll realize later, once she has some answers, that she was feeling her homeworld, still connected to her by a heartstring, light up like a sun and then die )
[personal profile] bastionpc
Who: EVERYONE
Open: Open
When: Day 174
Where: The Skyway, various locations
What: More out of place locations have been found, and our two Ura have helpfully mapped them out for others to explore
Format: Any
Warnings:

[Just like before, Zayna and Zulf had taken to the Skyway after the first explorations of the new locations were over. And just like before, more locations were spotted in the distance.

They returned with more maps, calling out once again for anyone to take on the endeavor of searching these new places and bringing back anything at all that could be helpful.]


blackblooded: (fire)
[personal profile] blackblooded
Who: Crona (and Ragnarok) and semi-open to the people who went looking for them
Open: Semi-open
When: Day 169
Where: Skyway, somewhere out in the middle of nowhere
What: Crona's been gone for a while, some people are going to look and hope they find the meister.
Format: Let's actionbrackets, gonna set this up a little bit like a shard hunt, with threaded sections
Warnings: Very upset Crona, possibly violence.

No need to say goodbye )

Day 155

Feb. 4th, 2014 12:30 pm
fuckthemancers: (ask-zulf) (This is the most scared of my hands)
[personal profile] fuckthemancers
Who: Zulf and you
Open: Open
When: Day 155
Where: The training hall
What: Zulf tries to remember an old street thief skill from his childhood, along with some weapon practice.
Format: Any
Warnings: Nothing comes to mind

As he had said plenty of times before, Zulf is not a fighter. Certainly he knows enough survival skills to last out on the Skyway for some time- he's managed before after all. However, that's more in evading and hiding. When it comes to actual weaponry... Well, he's not exactly combat ready. He can avoid shooting or cutting himself and that's it. That won't do much good if he plans to keep on going out onto the Skyway like this- with Colin's Observatory expedition and his plans with Zayna.

Read more... )
hellpyre: (pic#7047270)
[personal profile] hellpyre
Who: Rin and YOU!
Open: Open
When: 153, afternoon
Where: The Gazebo
What: The past few days have been difficult, but Rin is in a surprisingly good mood today. Apparently that's enough to warrant randomly singing??
Format: Starting in action, but I'll folow
Warnings: Rin being Rin is a given by now.

From the clouds on the day of flight  )
skysung: (angry)
[personal profile] skysung
Who: A very disgruntled and possibly aggressive dragon kit
Open: Wide open! (unlike the door will be; Kitten can't reach doorknobs)
When: Day 152, afternoon
Where: Near the arrival point in the Bastion, or locked into whatever building you like
What: Kitten arrives and has questions. ...Also she didn't know about spell limits.
Format: Prose preferred but I'll match!
Warnings: Don't antagonize an angry dragon?

Kitten is very disoriented upon arrival on the plains. It isn't just the shifting of the ground around her, appearing as she moves. She reaches her magic down into it, the way she'd check for faultlines, but fails to learn anything of use. The circumstances allowing for kidnap of a dragon are few, and yet here she is, in a strange place unlike any of which she is aware in either the Mortal or Divine realms.

Noticing something on her wrist, Kitten claws at it, wondering whether it is the mechanism of her capture. She can sense something from the amulet, but it is an unfamiliar magic if it is magic at all.

For lack of any better plan, the dragon starts out for what seems like a beacon. She plants her feet firmly even with the knowledge that the ground on which she steps only appeared there moments ago. When she is finally picked up and taken to the Bastion, it's her first flight not clutched carefully in the talons of a grandparent; she is still far too young to fly, her wings underdeveloped.

She can see buildings, signs of life, in the Bastion. And so, Kitten shouts into the mind of anyone unfortunate enough to be within her range, doing her best to sound competent and intimidating, "WHERE AM I!? Why have you brought me here? Where are my parents? They had best be safe!"

That will do for a starting point.

Once she has either received at least a few answers or been thoroughly ignored, Kitten shifts the color of her scales. She blends chameleonlike into the area around her as she chooses a building to explore. A soft whistle, and the door opens on its own. She pushes it shut gently, quietly, and sneaks through the rooms unseen, doing her best to muffle any noise of claws on floor. Only someone with better hearing than human is likely to notice her footsteps.

The whistles are more audible, as are the latches of doors as they open at her voice and are shut carefully behind her. The fourth door, however, poses a problem.

Kitten senses no magic in it, but it won't open. Immediately, she turns around to head back the way she came, running at the door and whistling shrilly without any regard for stealth or silence. It stays shut. Kitten casts a bitter glance upward at the handle of the door, beyond her reach.

Hopefully someone comes to investigate before she takes drastic measures. You do like your doors and your buildings in one piece, I suppose.
freedom_engineer: (Head cocked)
[personal profile] freedom_engineer
Who: Colin, and YOU! That's right, you.
Open: Open
When: Day 152, mid-morning
Where: At the monument
What: Setting up another expedition to the Observatory.
Format Can match.
Warnings: Standard Colin warning. Anyone involved may find themselves saying "Colin pls" or "Dammit Colin" without much warning.

Round two! )
amnesiadragon: (tiny village in the desert)
[personal profile] amnesiadragon
Who: Ryu and anyone who will humor him with questions.
Open: Open
When: Day 151
Where: All around the Bastion.
What: Ryu has some difficult questions for people.
Format: Either
Warnings: Possible mention of death/war/other upsetting topics. His questions today are running on the existential side.

After all the excitement of the day, Ryu is still left with questions. He just doesn't understand why people hurt each other, or go to war. He doesn't understand why people have to fight. None of this makes sense. And his heart hurts at thinking about all of these things, so there's really only one thing to do.

In the evening, Ryu approaches people, gently clearing his throat or tugging their sleeve if it doesn't look like that will provoke violence. It doesn't really matter the age - he knows he's one of the youngest in the Bastion anyway, even if he doesn't look it. Still, the worry in his eyes is evident as he speaks softly.

"... Do you mind answering some questions?"
followsthevoice: (The truth is harsh)
[personal profile] followsthevoice
Who: The Kid and You
Open:
Open
When:
Day 151
Where:
The Monument
What:
Time for the truth to come out
Format:
Any
Warnings:
Drama, Perhaps foul language, Perhaps even violence

Harsher than he'd like it to be )

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