Once Domalai made sure the crew was fully informed of what was expected of them in the upcoming rituals, he showed them over to where the Rituals of Judgement and Joining would be performed.

As they neared the gate that led into the city of Orongo, they could see many other people milling about, waiting for their turn to undergo the rituals themselves. The crew, of course, being a special case, are moved to the front of the line. Thankfully, everyone seems to be in a good enough mood that no one puts up a fuss about it.

The first area they were brought to had a simple stone circle, around which were three smaller circles. Two Moai priests were waiting there as they approached, and Domalai moved over to join them before speaking up.

[ooc: wait for subthreads to go up]

[ooc2: Ready! Tag away!]

Once those who decided to go along on the mission were gathered on the Obs Deck and had time to go over the mission briefing, the detachment procedures began.

As with the missions before, the doors to the Obs Deck closed before it detached itself from Stacy, tethered by a massive umbilical cord. Those who had been on missions before would find the experience familiar if still somewhat unpleasant, but for those of whom this was their first mission, the sudden lack of gravity and lurching feeling as they entered the atmosphere would come as a surprise.

Thankfully though, the ride was quickly over as they landed safely on the planet below, the gravitational dampeners of the Obs Deck gently dropping the crew members back on their feet. One of the walls opened up, forming a ramp to the ground below. There was a sudden, slight gust of air as the door opened as the thick air rushed in. Even so, the air felt quite warm and refreshing.

Looking outside, the crew would see the bright yellow sun looming overhead, quite close in comparison to the sun on most planets. A handful of small, silver clouds dotted the blueish purple sky.

Ahead of them stood a rather impressive looking plateau, surrounded by a tall, ornate stone wall which was covered in tribal markings. Directly ahead was a large gate through the wall, with several small stone buildings in front of it. Beyond the gates, a larger settlement could be seen. Surrounding the plateau and covering the surrounding region were numerous strange, blue and purplish trees and plants.

[ooc: hold up until subthreads are set up]

[ooc2: ready! feel free to tag!]

Stacy's voice came over the comm, blaring across the entire ship.

||Attention, Attention. All personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Attention, Attention. All personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Attention, Attention, all personnel...||

The mouth in the main sculpture on Obs Deck opened, revealing a screen with the image of a mottled blue and purple planet, rotating slowly.
( Read more... )

Time for another mission, then.

Several days after being possessed and the Doctor’s convinced he needs to do some spring cleaning. Or at least some kind of cleaning. Probably should have done it awhile ago, come to think of it, but things kept coming up. Things do that, so he doesn’t blame them. So, spring cleaning. Needs doing, established that, good as a distraction except….There’s always an “except” in there. He’d start on the spring cleaning himself except it would be much easier if the TARDIS hadn’t decided to switch around her rooms all of a sudden. He’s not sure why. Maybe she was upset about the Darksoul.

He’s sure it wasn’t him, even possessed. He remembers being possessed. He didn’t go around rearranging the TARDIS -- he thought he had more important things on his mind at the time. Their mind. It wasn’t ever just him, he reminds himself, no matter how real it felt. Or maybe there was enough truth to be where he couldn’t tell exactly where the Darksoul’s influence ended. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t had any of those thoughts before, ever.

Right, so there’s no point sitting around. He needs to get everything sorted and maybe, just maybe, he might find something to fill in for a scanner in the process. Maybe he could find out where that Darksoul got to.

The idea of it being still loose? Big old shudder up his spine there.

The Doctor roams about Stacy in the meantime. Sometimes he stops to admire a particular globule or fleshy protrusion sticking out that he’s dying to touch (and maybe he sneaks in a little touch) but overall, he’s moving quickly since he’s on a mission, despite all the distractions. Every now and then he veers left or right and tries to net himself someone who looks like they could be a willing volunteer. It doesn’t matter to him if that someone is human or alien, female or male or none of the above: only that they’re big enough to carry things and they don’t mind a good ramble. In fact, they have plenty of time to get used to it on the trip back to the hanger, the Doctor nattering away like he’s trying to fill up silence.

“Well,” the Doctor says as they come to a stop in front of the TARDIS. It’s very blue, boxy, and maybe even a little cross with him.

He turns to his companion, “What do you think? I just need an hour of your time. Two, if you’re feeling charitable.”

[OOC: Basically the Doctor has approached your character and introduced himself before asking for help. Depending on how much he trusts them at a glance, he might either try kidnapping them for 1) helping him through boxes of junk outside the TARDIS in the hanger, 2). cleaning the inside of the TARDIS post-Darksoul, or 3). helping him map out the TARDIS with balls of twine. He most likely won’t approach evil or violent characters for this sort of task. ]

Shepard still hadn't met with the Captain, but she was giving it a little time, something about busy men, etc etc. She didn't press it, because she was just as interested in exploring the rest of the ship, and seeing what she could find out. After playing around a little with the omni-comm system she'd synced up with her omni-tool, and poking around the media library a little, she found her way down to the hangar.

She knew what she was half looking for, but didn't really keep her hopes too high. If she hadn't received a pingback from EDI by now, chances are good the Normandy was long-gone. And she got a little caught up looking at all the different ships that this massive vessel they were trapped on had amassed. Some models she was familiar with, on a basic level at least, and others completely alien to her. She couldn't help but think how excited Tali would be to see something like this.

No sooner had that thought hit her with a wave of nostalgia did she notice a familiar glint of blue and white, sticking out further than a bulky ship it was sitting next to. She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as she quickly moved further down the deck, until the ship was in full view.

( will you redeem my life again? )

[ooc: feel free to stumble into the giant gaping hole in the side of the ship and meet up with shep, or spot her while she's outside, or whatevs. and of course the crew is welcome to show up and be forced to work assist their commanding officer :)]

[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. Tag each other in groups of 2's, 3's, and 4's, to get some interaction to start with. If a thread doesn't already have 2 or 3 people tagged in, tag it with your character's podpop popping near the other people, rather than making a new subthread. If you would like to play out them talking to the AI, please send an email to the mods making the request--we do this only by request. Then move onto the big Newbie Meeting. Once your character has gotten the rundown from the old crew, you may start posting entrance posts and freely tagging.]


||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounds out to all the podmates through the ship.

In the Pod Caverns, there are the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

There is condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slide out onto the floors, covered in slime.

--

( There was nothing... )

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home.

Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings. New crew-mates might see a tall man in green armor and snake girl among their number. There are also several authoritative-looking figures ready to introduce themselves.

There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in.

[ooc: Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have your guys greet the newbies.]