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Interdimensional Managers ([personal profile] interdimanagers) wrote in [community profile] interstellar55552015-11-09 12:45 am

☆TRACK IV: COME TOO FAR

Who: Everyone!
What: Something explodes in the distance. In a figurative sense.
When: November 6th.
Where: Anywhere you are.
Warnings: ???

“Like the legend of the Phoenix,
All ends with beginnings,
What keeps the planets spinning,
The force from the beginning.”

☆COME TOO FAR
On November 6th, the sudden lockdown of Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment finally ends. But not before some unseen actions have their consequences.



Due to the nature of the conflict, none of you can be there to see it, but that doesn't mean it can't be felt. In the morning of the 6th, something cries out to you spiritually - like the voice of a guardian angel, or a haunting ghost. Something, somewhere, is calling on you for aid. Pleading for you to lend it your power.

Whether or not you consciously agree, you'll feel a connection stronger than anything you've felt up till this point, like whatever this creature is is somehow in the room with you, or maybe like you're with it. What happens next depends on your alignment.

► LOVE & HOPE: All at once, characters with these alignments will feel as if they have taken a deep, spiritual blow - much like having someone clasp their hand around your "soul" and attempt to snuff it out. The attack itself will be brutal but brief. It's the after effects that linger, which may be any of the following:

1) Lingering spiritual pain that triggers symptoms akin to a fever in the body. It may also trigger effects such as nosebleeds and other signs of intense stress.

2) Forgetting everything except the memories you've regained.

3) A feeling of being desperately alone. How your character reacts to this feeling can vary, but the most common response will be seeking comfort from anyone nearby, even if you are not usually the sort of person to do that.

These effects will last from anywhere as short at 15 minutes to as long as 5 hours. You can pick more than one of these effects for a character, but try to balance the potency of each if you take more than one, so you aren't completely kicking the shit out of them. Vestiges of these effects can linger throughout the rest of the day, but in a significantly reduced capacity.

► DUTY & PASSION: All at once, characters with these alignments will feel an intense sense of fear and grief, as if they have lost something extremely precious to them. Generally speaking, this will manifest as a sort of panic or desperation to save whatever that thing is - but not being entirely clear on where they have to go or what they have to do to accomplish it. This can very well trigger some brash and irrational actions as they sort out this abrupt feeling of urgency.

1) Soon after the feeling begins, affected characters will feel empathically drawn to the characters suffering from the effects listed for Hope & Love, even if they are not normally the sort to be so concerned for others. This can go as far as having them be aggressively protective to the point that they will conflict with each other over it.

2) Along with that feeling of being drawn to protect them, all characters will feel an intensified kinship with all the other player characters - from both labels. This feeling of kinship won't cause them to know anything more about each other than they did before, but it will cause them to feel like much closer friends than they actually are.

These effects will last from anywhere as short at 15 minutes to as long as 5 hours. After that period has ended, all these empathetic effects will fade off on their own.

Any network posts made in the chaos will be deleted by the execs after the 5 hours period has closed, if not sooner. By the end of the day, Lesedi Santiago and Edward Blanche will announce their return, and bans from leaving HQ will be lifted.

They will not acknowledge the events of the morning unless someone goes to ask them about it.

“We've come too far
to give up who we are.
So, let's raise the bar
and our cups to the stars.”
twoscompany: (SUPERTRAMP'S THE LOGICAL SONG)

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[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-11-12 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
...I'm bleeding.

[Hey Nariko. Don't mind her. She's looking just as confused - and in similar pain, as she looks down at the blood dripping from her nose, in front of coffee maker.]

I can't bleed.
twoscompany: (SUPERTRAMP'S THE LOGICAL SONG)

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[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-11-12 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, she isn't the only one having problems, at least. She's walking across the hall, her nose finally not bleeding, but her head aching, alongside her chest. It hurt. Why? Where were the people who were at that birthday? That not-birthday? She had no birthday?...

Then came the scream, and she winced.

"...What?" She looked at Luci, confused. "What won't you...do?"
gunslingerqueen: (Piano Black)

[personal profile] gunslingerqueen 2015-11-12 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[... She's seeing things, right? This isn't - Can't be possible.]

Garnet!

[Frankly Nariko isn't in any state to be rushing to anyone's side but by god is she going to give it a try right now, no matter how little sense it makes. When she moves it is sluggish, but Nariko gets an arm around her bandmate anyway, and tries to tilt her head.]

Look up, I think that helps or something.

[She saw it on a show once and it seemed logical enough!] Come on. [The couch isn't too far away, so even with as sick as they both are it shouldn't be impossible to get there! ... Hopefully.]
gunslingerqueen: (The Yoke and I)

[personal profile] gunslingerqueen 2015-11-12 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's another gap before her answer. On a normal day she wouldn't allow another girl she barely knows to offer so much. They don't know each other, but eventually she has to give into the desire for more contact.]

Nothing is worth irritating security, but are you alright? You shouldn't call if you're feeling just as bad but I wouldn't mind the company either.
gunslingerqueen: (Eyes Wide Open)

[personal profile] gunslingerqueen 2015-11-12 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[She laughs even though it's not funny because that honesty is appreciated, and because she understands.]

I can't say I've been doing any better. I feel like I've been cast off the island. [Which is stupid because she's not alone by any means but for some reason she feels that way, hollowed out and aimless. But it doesn't stop her from mentioning something a little cautiously.]

Hey, about before on that crazy death ride. [... He might not want to talk about it, and her tone is cautious, Maxxie doesn't have to go into details if he doesn't want to. She hopes he already knows that.] I'm sorry I was such a pain in the ass. You and Kido were doing your best even though you must have been terrified, too.You guys were a lot braver than me.

[Which doesn't really bother her, so he doesn't have to make her feel better about that part.]
dishevelment: (tired of this)

[personal profile] dishevelment 2015-11-12 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
We've met. And, I'm aware that he's been speaking rather closely with Nariko as late too. [He shrugged. What they did together really wasn't his business, so long as no one got hurt by it.]

He's not bad. Just clumsy.

[Verbally. As if Koumei was one to judge in that respect, with his tendency to state things very bluntly and unnerve people with his almost bizarre level of calm.]
mildwildchild: (/thoughts on yaoi)

[personal profile] mildwildchild 2015-11-12 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, yeah. He's not a bad guy, just...a dork. [You already said that, Jamie.]

I don't think he's been doing too hot the past few days. He tries to hide it, but I can tell. Sort of. [Jamie settles back into his little blanket nest thing, letting the fabric bunch up around his ears.] I don't think anybody's been feeling okay, ever since they locked us up in here. Just keeps getting worse and worse.

[There's a lengthy pause, and then his eyes widen slightly as if something has just occurred to him, and he leans forward to convey this to Koumei.] I kinda think everyone's starting to go crazy.
dishevelment: (discourse)

[personal profile] dishevelment 2015-11-12 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
--Of course you can bleed, [he cut in,] you're just a person.

[Holding her firmly in his arms, Koumei guided her to the bathroom so they could get started in cleaning her up.]

What happened to make this big of a mess?
dishevelment: (discourse)

[personal profile] dishevelment 2015-11-12 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Koumei drew in a deep breath at Jamie's words, and settled into a nearby seat to get comfortable for what was starting to seem like a heavy conversation. Having seen Yosuke himself within the last few days, he knew Jamie's words to be the truth; they were all taking this hard.]

...I heard someone once say that if we're able to question our sanity, then we haven't lost it yet, [he replied gently, patting the young man on the shoulder.] And I don't think we will either. We're too proud to do that.
mildwildchild: (doooc)

[personal profile] mildwildchild 2015-11-12 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Haha, yeah, 'cause Pride Records. I get it. [Jamie tries to give Koumei a conspiratorial smirk that ends up looking more like the goofy-ass, feverish grin it actually is.

[He settles back down into his blanket, becoming a little more somber.] But we were talking the other night, about... [The gears are visibly turning as he tries to determine how much he should share out in semi-public like this.] ...the way people have been acting. And we're both...concerned.

[Another attempt at a serious look. This one would probably have more weight if he looked less like a tousled baby bird poking its head out of a nest, but goshdarnit he's trying.]
panspermia: (★ Kidding myself)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-11-12 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg recoiled from her again, the confusion and fear doubling down with her intensity. Band. There was no one else in his band. He wasn't in his band, he hadn't been for a long time.

He didn't know what to say. He just stared at her, at a loss.
panspermia: (★ Kidding myself)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-11-13 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"There's nothing to know," he mumbles into his hands. "I'm not... I'm so confused." Slowly, he slides down. "I just want... to find my wife and kid. None of this makes sense."
faithfulflame: (Rei Evil? Where?)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2015-11-13 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[She's about to defend herself again, hands ready to perform another take down when he dropped, and that sudden defensiveness vanished in favor of the protective desire.

She dropped quickly, catching him and stopping him from smacking his chin or something on the hard floor and gently lowered him the rest of the way.]


Hey! Don't faint on me! You're not allowed to.
dishevelment: (doting)

[personal profile] dishevelment 2015-11-13 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[The touseled baby bird gets an affectionate headpat-- the resemblence to a fledgeling wasn't lost on Koumei, the resident Bird Nerd of Pride.]

Everyone with the mind to think is worried right now-- you two are far from alone.

[He squished himself against the pile of blankets and pillows, enjoying the comfort of it himself. Further commentary about the patterns that Koumei was seeing start to emerge weren't necessary in a space like this-- but, he wouldn't offer empty promises of comfort and relief either.]

I suppose... all we can do is just do our best regardless of our worries. It's all anyone can ask for.
Edited 2015-11-13 00:48 (UTC)
mildwildchild: ([STARES INTENTLY])

[personal profile] mildwildchild 2015-11-13 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[The headpat elicits a indignant baby bird squawk. Keep digging yourself deeper, Jamie. Koumei's already retreated before he can protest further, though, and he instead gives some thought to the topic at hand.]

Yeah, but...what if that's not enough? What if there's something bigger at stake here than just us? Maybe we're just the center of some...approaching pandemic, or a shift in the cosmos. Maybe whatever's coming is just starting with us, and it will spiral further and further out, like a - a whirlpool, a vortex growing and expanding until it consumes everything in its path. First Pride and Virgo, then Vista City, then Americana, then the world, then the galaxy, and eventually THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE.

[By the time he's done with his tirade he's leaning forward, mere inches away from Koumei, panting slightly, his eyes glassy and fever-bright. He remains like this for a few moments, then slowly frowns, tilts his head to the side, and asks the man:]

...dude, when was the last time you combed your hair?

yellowcopycat: (shame)

[personal profile] yellowcopycat 2015-11-13 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Hey...

I know this sounds weird but I just got the urge to call you. Like... I needed to make sure you were okay...
giglio_madonna: (sassybird) (Please don't expect me to always)

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[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2015-11-13 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
[The smart thing to do at seeing such a strange sight would be to call security at worst, or get help from the young man's bandmates.]

[Luce doesn't do that.]

[She just slides inbetween him and the suit of armor without even the slightest bit of hesitation, staring at him with those deep blue eyes of hers.]


Ankh. Stop.
giglio_madonna: (snappleicons) (Fanfic: the orgasm ripped through her)

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[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2015-11-13 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
It's like a pull. Like something has looped around her still beating heart and is tugging her onwards. Luce doesn't understand it entirely, but there's a deep feeling she doesn't need to.

Like the song.

Like the memory of those people she doesn't know.

It's just important, so she goes with it. When she sees Greg stumbling, she rushes over without a second thought. "Greg! Are you alright?" Protectiveness swells up in her like a flame. Immediately, she thinks of her mother again, of the guns she wore.

For a brief, almost terrifying moment, Luce realizes she'd use one of those herself without a moment's hesitation to protect the man in front of her if it came to that.
giglio_madonna: (sassybird) (Please don't expect me to always)

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[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2015-11-13 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Ring ring ring, Sora.]

[For once, Luce isn't sending a text.]
giglio_madonna: (snappleicons) (Bisexual girls are great)

In person

[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2015-11-13 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[And, in a whirlwind of motherly concern, there's Luce.]

[Momo isn't who she's looking for- and frankly Luce isn't sure who exactly she's looking for- but she can't ignore a child looking so lost.]


Momo! Dear. Won't you come with me? It's important.
dishevelment: (tired of this)

[personal profile] dishevelment 2015-11-13 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Probably well before the last time I had a sensible dream.

[He shrugged, seemingly nonchalant. The fact that Jamie's wild words, though clearly fueled by whatever ailment was ruining his day, also reflected a part of the emergent pattern didn't need to be known right yet.]

Just calm down and worry about your health right now-- were we in school, I'd be advocating for you to go to the nurse's office.
giglio_madonna: (sassybird) (I'll just add 'ha ha' at the end so I)

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[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2015-11-13 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Whatever on earth he wants to do in his little box is fine by Luce. It'll keep him in one place.]

[Of course, now he's going to have to deal with the sounds of scraping outside... Oh. She's dragging the furniture out of their penthouse and arranging a fortified area so no one bothers him.]

[Totally sensible.]
faithfulflame: (Rei Red Dress)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2015-11-13 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[And ordinarily Rei wouldn't be so forward, either.]

I'm fine. Just let me get out onto a balcony. Really, I'm fine.
mildwildchild: (dooooooooccc)

[personal profile] mildwildchild 2015-11-13 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Jamie considers that answer and then nods, as though it makes perfect sense. He leans back into the blanket, trying to adjust it while still holding onto the pillow. This doesn't work very well, but he keeps doggedly trying anyway.]

C'mon, I'm not sick or anything. Just kind of woozy. And cold. And I had a pretty bad nosebleed this morning. And I'm cold. Did I say that already?
goateeocracy: (actual eyebrow motion)

[personal profile] goateeocracy 2015-11-13 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
What sort of strange dreams?

[Koumei is right that the evaluation coinciding with the lockdown is suspicious. He had his own theories about the lockdown, but they were delusions brought on by his condition. For Pride and Virgo to go on simultaneous lockdowns was strange indeed, but maybe it was a way to contain them all so they could be checked out? But if that's the case, why is the only one who ended up being operated on? Was he the most severe case?]

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