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driftfleet2018-10-04 09:39 pm
passingthrough) wrote in driftfleet2018-10-04 09:39 pm
Dumpster World Mingle
Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Always possible one will sneak in
Action: TRASH PLANET! aka The Baruut System
When: October 2018
[When life gives you garbage, make projects of varying scopes and sizes! Site see in the lovely trash-covered vistas. Make a racing pod thing or go gambling. And remember the first rule of arena fighting is... not the face? Actually, I'm not sure if there are rules, but you can talk about it. It's pretty public anyway.
Enjoy your landfill of a system!]
Broadcast: Always possible one will sneak in
Action: TRASH PLANET! aka The Baruut System
When: October 2018
[When life gives you garbage, make projects of varying scopes and sizes! Site see in the lovely trash-covered vistas. Make a racing pod thing or go gambling. And remember the first rule of arena fighting is... not the face? Actually, I'm not sure if there are rules, but you can talk about it. It's pretty public anyway.
Enjoy your landfill of a system!]
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[Thor is a hero to the people of Earth, but more importantly, he's a friend. The Vision always likes it best when he can help his friends.]
And I begin to understand why you're eager to return, if that's the case.
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[Thor's optimistic, but he's not a fool. He knows bringing his people to Earth might not be met with universal acceptance. Even so, it's the best option he has, and he fully intends to cash in on his good reputation for the sake of Asgard.]
It has been nearly a year for me now. Eager does not begin to describe it.
['Frustrated' is closer.]
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There's been little enough of that over the past few years.]
And yet when you do eventually return, you'll remember none of this, by all accounts. It's almost not worth worrying over, though it's difficult enough to actually do that rather than just say it.
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Accounts are one thing. I personally don't intend on forgetting, or acting as though I will.
[Thor still aims to punch his damn way out on his own terms.]
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--well, he'll worry about that when Thor finds a way. But it involves taking a certain pink-haired menace that vanished a while ago back to their own world instead of her terrible one.]
I believe you.
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[Something he probably should have brought up earlier because of how important it is. He points at Vision.]
I got some good information out of that.
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[How. (The "why" is obvious; it's Thor. It's not something the Vision would have considered doing himself - the first time around he'd been a Captain, responsible for his crew. This time, there's Wanda to consider.)]
What sort of information did you gain, if I may ask?
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The ship has replicator technology that allows it to repair damage in an instant. I hit the hull - I know my strikes landed, I saw the damage - but it's fixed again as fast as you can blink.
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It was too fast for me to see much of. But it was nearly identical to what I saw happen on another planet we visited earlier this year. On that planet, a replicator generator had failed and it was resetting a deserted town every night, no matter what you did to it.
We found the power plant eventually, so I have an understanding of the technology behind it. It takes a great deal of power.
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[And wow is it nice to have someone who understands certain concepts of science, like energy costs.]
Given their relative sizes, would you estimate the same kind of power source could be aboard the Marsiva?
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[And he could only see that because of what he is. The God of Thunder.]
I would say so. And that bothers me, as the plant powering the town of Nariba Relia would be the match of several stars.
[Thor knows better than most just how extreme that is. Asgardians might speak in a way that seems medieval to people on Earth, but they're far more advanced than most other places in the galaxy. The forges of Nidavellir are powered by just one, dying star. The fact that something generating many times as much energy could be hidden in the Marsiva is a huge concern.]
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What was the conclusion to that encounter with the town, if I may ask?
[No wonder the Marsiva can drag all the little ships with it through space when they drift. No wonder certain resources such as their food supply seem endless. No wonder it can bring people here across dimensional barriers and outfit them with augments. He'd always assumed the Atroma had some kind of ulterior motive (who didn't?), but for some reason the sheer scale of it all is hitting him now more than ever. Half to himself, he voices his most important though aloud:]
And why do they need us?
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I don't know that I can call it a conclusion. The generator had caused the deaths of everyone in the town years ago. The place was deserted when we arrived... eventually we found the bunker the last of them had hidden in. [A shake of the head, morose.] There was nothing there but bodies.
I couldn't enter the power plant itself. I did try, as it should be turned off. But I could not manage it.
[Why do they need us? Thor hasn't often thought about it from that perspective. Are they needed for something, or just used for entertainment?]
There must be some reason to involve us in the charade. Have you ever encountered a person on any of these worlds who has seen the supposed show?
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[Radiation? Poison? Starvation? It could be any number of things, and it doesn't escape the Vision's attention that the Fleet could as easily fall into one of those situations if the slightest thing went wrong with their own ships.]
No, nor even heard of it. For the most popular show in the galaxy, we're dreadfully unknown.
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[He remembers it clearly; the lines of bodies under sheets in the deathly still bunker. The Fleet's arrival had been the first stirring of air in that space in ... who knew how long. It was nothing but a tomb, and Thor hadn't stayed more than a half hour. It was too close to home for him, the loss of all those people.]
If it is just for their own amusement, perhaps they need that fiction to keep us more compliant. [It's a thin as hell veneer, though. Thor drags a hand back through his hair, restless.] Is there not also some tale of this not being the first season of this show? I seem to remember something like that from the Marsiva.
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[Especially if the same sort of power source is hovering nearby them constantly. He will not stand by and watch his people fall victim to it--none of them would.
And with that realization, he blinks, caught off guard as the two threads meld into one.
He voices his new idea slowly.]
Yes, it's some later cycle. But, my friend, this is also not the first time we've come across a terraforming problem on our journey. There was the toxic moon, a world where the machines had gone bad and spewed poison instead of fertility; we solved that problem with a shipment of "gumballs", not unlike the ribbons we received recently. If we come across a system that needs exactly these ribbons soon, and it fixes another problem with terraforming equipment--
[He gestures excitedly.]
What if we're here to fix problems that our hosts are prevented from directly interfering in?
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There was a world covered with mist that kept forming into a huge beast that would destroys parts of the islands there. Killing the creature never lasted long - it would come back. When I made it through to the mists to the surface I found a ruined ship that looked like the Marsiva ... it had some kind of core in it with dark liquid. Once we destroyed the core, the beast did not come back.
[He sets his teeth together, expression hardening.]
I saw something like that liquid through a window on the Marsiva. The stuff seemed to be alive in some way.
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It could be a fuel, or part of a reactor system - biotechnology wouldn't be out of place at all. Though I don't suppose anyone managed to save a sample, did they?
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[He trails off, frowning. Was it that liquid that inspired such terrible fear in those approaching? Or something else in the ships? It's impossible to tell when just being in proximity drives people to madness.]
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Could it have been the augment interfering with you?
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[That's a little gruff, since it's a continual sore point that he can't get rid of the augment. Even fully blasting himself with lightning for a minute had done nothing to fry the blasted thing.]
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Not an easy prospect.
[More than that, he can't really say. Literally.]