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MARCH TDM




After tumbling through shadow you find yourself in a shrouded, ruined garage. It’s full of shattered windows and broken mechanical equipment, with all sorts of sharp edges to watch out for. Between that are strange symbols scrawled into the ground. Outside is cloudy weather and the beginnings of a storm flickering and rumbling.

Beyond the rundown garage is a rundown gas station surrounded by rolling, grassy hills. Close by is a Convoy of vehicles, either parked or driving up to station.


















01: SUMMONING CIRCLE


This time the summoning circle and car garage is attached to retro diner, and an old wind turbine, barely still spinning and providing fading power. There’s also a broken radio playing a message about Nirvana and imploring people to head north. In fact, there’s a large amount of broken electric equipment in here and spitting sparks.

A fan circles overhead, stirring those sparks and creating a breeze. Trails of paper are attached to the fan, spinning lazily about. If Drifters choose, they can easily retrieve those paper talismans with little more than a slight static shock. While the paper is tattered and smeared with ink and blood, the following can be made out: “Broken in two […] Nothing to lose-“ “Moon mourns, call her down, ease her pain-“ “Need […] Better vessels from afar. Stronger souls-“ “Imbue with moon sigils, Give blessings of moon, share her pain. Put the ritual right.”

Hard to say what that all means, but it seems to have something to do with the summoning circle here. And there’s lingering power crackling through the building. The sort that makes the lights flash and flicker… And line up eerily with flashes of thunder on the horizon.
02: START UP
New arrivals will have a similar experience to before; a Convoy waiting outside for them, and a collection of vehicles, one of which feels like it belongs to them. The key to the vehicle may already be in the ignition, on the dashboard… It may have even been on their person, ever since they woke up in that garage. Either way, Drifters have the keys to the vehicle now.

…But there’s a few rough edges on these vehicles. Flat tires, cracked windows and mirrors, maybe some stuck doors and locks; all of them requires two pairs of hands and supplies. The garage can take care of the supplies… Now it’s just a matter of finding some extra hands.


03: STORM WARNING
There’s something odd in the sky; it shifts between a dark cloud, and a collection of birds. As the thing draws closer, it clearly becomes a mix of both. Car-sized, dark feathered birds and skeletal avians fly in a thundering flock, and turn the sky stormy in their wake. That alone is bad… But what’s worse is how the shiny chrome of the Convoy and vehicles draws the birds. As they dive towards the ground to snatch at the shiny metal, they pull the storm and bring a tornado with them. The Convoy does its best to anchor to the ground, but lighter vehicles and Drifters might not be so lucky.

The garage and diner takes it worst of all: the electric devices start spitting sparks and can even act as homing beacons for lightning strikes if a Drifter with electric abilities gets too close to them. Any remaining, intact windows shatter as the storm winds pick up, pelting Drifters with razor shards. And water starts pouring in, further shorting electric equipment and soaking anyone to the bone. There’s even a strange droning, siren like noise to warn about the storm and cut into one’s hearing. It’s difficult conditions for anyone caught up in the blow-out.



04: WEATHERING
Once the main force of the storm hits, the following happens:
Diversion: Those with Fast cars can drive away from the station and divert the birds. They’ll want a second Drifter to come along; either to snipe at the pursuing birds, or keep eyes on the terrain! Eventually the birds will tire or get culled enough that the storm disperses.
Updraft: There is the risk of getting swept up in the tornado winds. Damage, injuries… And a particular quirk this storm has. Drifters who spend more than a minute in the storm winds will find that they begin to take on traits from the Harpy monster. These traits increase in potency if the Drifter experiences hunger or violence. As the weather clears and days become calmer, the traits fade.
Downburst: If Drifters get slammed into the ground by the storm, or the dark birds flying about. They may also find themselves drenched with rain. Any injury they take mends quickly, but is replaced with scales, as the Drifters begin to resemble a Naga monster. These changes grow worse if they tell lies, but disperse with the storm.
BIRDS: The birds themselves are vicious: those afflicted with Naga traits are seen as prey, while Harpies are seen as rivals. The birds are deadly, but also clumsy if forced to the ground. The screens on the Convoy recommend crippling the wings before finishing the bird off on the ground.
04: MONSTER SHIFT, NAGA
This month, Drifters will have access to the serpentine Naga. On top of all Naga species traits being available, the following occurs:
+Cold Blooded: the rain and storms can potentially make Naga slow and sluggish, or inclined to sleep or seek out other heat sources to gain energy; this includes basking in body heat from others!
+Water Divert: With their water shaping, Naga can divert falling rain and even ground saturation to make the area or other Drifters more dry. They can also concentrate water into different areas, and can also change water into mist or ice.
+Blue shift: the scales of Naga become more vibrantly blue, or a strange mottled combination of blue and stormy gray, the more intense the rains become. These scale colors can also reflect their moods.
+Extra arms that are painful and disorienting to grow, and can result in coordination issues.
+Scale Pains: Pain and discomfort when scales grow in, as well as fangs or talons!
+Water glide: during floods from the rains, Naga find they can easily traverse deep water as though they were simply walking (or slithering) across it.
+Thermal vision, making it easy to track others in the middle of storms. Vision may also become disorienting, and eyes become slitted.
04: MONSTER SHIFT, HARPY
The storm will bring a second monster this month, in the form of Harpy. On top of all Harpy species traits being active, the following occurs:
+Storm Rider: high agility and capable of flying through the storm winds without hindrance. Even tornadoes can be mastered!
+Feather pains: itching, or full pain when growing feathers or wings. Talons may also be painful when growing from fingers or from feet.
+Wind Affinity: able to shape wind, including diverting the worst of the storm winds, or summon and focus wind into razors.
+Warbling Voice: words may waver and slip into something more songlike, or even a damaging sonic scream if emotions are heightened.
+Height Call: a need to get higher into the air, whether through perching on buildings or the convoy, or through flight. A sense of euphoria as they go higher.
+Nest Building: a compulsion to create a nest out of spare and soft objects, and feeling more safe inside that space.
+Heightened vision like a bird of prey, able to pick out details even at great distance. This may be disorienting at first, as vision becomes telescopic.
05: RAIN, SHINE, OR SALVAGE
Upon culling enough birds, the storm disperses. The monster avians dissolve as they drop into streams of energy, feeding into Drifter Sigils and providing limited healing. And handful remain intact when they hit the ground and can be harvested for meat, feathers, and possibly even talons.

There is one extra problem, in the form of falling debris. After being pulled up into the sky, wreckage (and possibly stray Drifters) are going to drop back down. It’s advised to look out for falling objects and people. It might be possible to salvage something in the form of scrap metal for any vehicle repairs, but such a task requires two.



06: STORM SHOT
The storm can be dispersed in one of two ways. One is waiting the storm out. The second is a battered collection of machines melted into the roof of the garage and gas station. When touched they burn the hands of Drifters, but also fire a jolt of lightning into the storm. One shot lessens the effects of the storm, repeated shots completely disperses the weather.

In the aftermath of the storm, something different rains from the sky in the form of glowing, quicksilver feathers. These feathers can suppress one avian or serpentine trait for a month, and can also drain away any Naga or Harpy changes from the event completely.

Alternately, the feathers will allow Drifters to temporarily access flight for one day. Doing so completely robs the feather of its magic: only one effect can be chosen from a feather.
MICRO ENCOUNTERS:

PLEASE NOTE! These are small bits of set dressing for players to include in threads if they wish, rather than full fledged prompts or events. You may handwave your exploration of these areas, or thread them out.

Windy Days: Preceding the storm are gales of strong winds, enough to stagger Drifters or send them staggering into other people or other vehicles.

Diner Is Served: While the retro diner attached to the garage has only limited food stores, curiously there is a respectable amount of cooking equipment that can be plundered. Portable stoves, pots and pans, spoons, and the like are all available for the taking.

Fading Storm: In the aftermath of the storm, the garage and diner look like they’re on their last legs, barely held up by their shelving. Anyone who wants to try salvaging had better move fast and carefully, before the entire thing comes crashing down.


NAVIGATION || RESERVES || APPLICATIONS











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[personal profile] taediosum 2025-03-19 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Why do you think I went into medicine? Purely for the endless wealth of opportunities to say 'I told you so.'

[ Okay, not really. And the flatly sarcastic tone, a weary note threaded through it, with which he makes this pronouncement clarifies that much plainly.

Arcade hmms with an appropriate amount of interest at Kaidan's explanation. It isn't quite as baffling as expected, though it is still unfathomable, in its way. A machine capable of printing out objects of any kind, let alone with such speed and accuracy, fitting into such a small frame is not something he'd believe without seeing it.

The sensor, on the other hand - that seems far more normal. Especially the tick-tick of the Geiger counter. ]


Not that I'm aware of. Or, not enough to make anyone sick, that I've seen, anyway. It's probably just residual, left over from before I got here.

[ And he's evidently about as concerned about it as he'd be if Kaidan just told him that there was some dust on his coat, or one of his boots was coming unlaced. ]
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[personal profile] bigplace 2025-03-20 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ There are two kinds of healers. ] Yeah? I went into it because I wanted to help people. Ends up sometimes it's better to help people by stopping the things that are hurting them. [ Talking to Arcade, reminiscing about his first assignment as a med-tech, it makes Kaidan miss the more benevolent side of fighting. Battlefield medicine is no less gruesome, but at least no one's shooting at each other. Usually. The ammo is kept strictly verbal, like right now. ]

Okay. If you're not worried about it, then neither am I—unless this thing goes crazy. [ He taps the omni-tool as if it owes him money, then gets back to removing the remaining lug nuts, shimming off the massive wheel more easily than it should be possible.

(Mass effect field applied. If Arcade noticed the glow intensify, Kaidan will not confirm. Best not to bring attention to it.) ]
Once landed in a planet whose atmosphere was, oh, a cool 50 grays per second. The system's star was spewing radiation like you wouldn't believe. If it wasn't for our armor we would've cooked via ARS in about a minute. [ It's Kaidan's turn to complain. And yap. ] Hate Level 2 EVA Hazards. One wrong move and you're toast. [ Now for the working wheel. It practically floats into place. Kaidan bends over to make sure that 'click' wasn't a dud, then gets back to screwing the lug nuts back on. ] That's what the Mako gets used for—planet-side missions. A full crew of six can survive for about a month inside this thing. Not that I'd recommend it. It's...cramped. Not fond of MREs either.
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[personal profile] taediosum 2025-03-20 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
It shouldn't, unless I've somehow become an unwitting source of radiation, myself. At any rate, I'd need about ten times that amount to even start to feel it. And even then, rad sickness is only critical at about three to four more times that. [ And still survivable, even then, if there's treatment available. Which Arcade leaves out, because he hasn't found any conveniently discarded RadAway in any of the old buildings they've passed, thus far. So if the winds do decide to change, here, and they're headed for the kind of hazardous terrain he's used to - well, better not to think about it.

That all does look a little too easy, but Arcade is apparently content for the moment just to stay out of the way. And too distracted by the concept of just... casually traveling between planets to consider quickly finishing up with the wheel the highest priority of the moment. ]


You've been to, ah, a lot of different planets?

[ He sounds dubious, at best. ]
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[personal profile] bigplace 2025-03-21 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ That doesn't sound right to Kaidan. Maybe something's getting lost in the unit conversion, but he also doesn't care enough to argue with a doctor. And he really doesn't want to get Arcade going again, hilarious as it is. ]

Yeah. Lost count at around twenty. [ The Normandy SR-1, thanks to its focus on stealth, could drop them anywhere in the blink of an eye. He thought it the coolest thing. She truly was one of a kind. ] But no matter where I went, the ones that stuck with me were Mars and the Moon. [ Snort. ] I know, the Moon isn't a planet, but ad astra per aspera. Looking down at Earth, surrounded by all that darkness, it really makes you appreciate how fragile life is. The sacrifices so many people made so I could do what my ancestors thought impossible. I'm a lucky guy to have the job I do. [ Dubious at it may sound, Kaidan sounds utterly earnest in his awe. ]
Edited (missing words) 2025-03-21 00:38 (UTC)
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[personal profile] taediosum 2025-03-21 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess that makes me pretty fortunate, too. I never thought I'd meet an astronaut.

[ Well... ]

One who knew what they were doing, anyway.

[ A handful of ghouls with an old rocketship or three don't really count, do they? Probably not. ]
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[personal profile] bigplace 2025-03-25 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ He taps the side of the Mako, then puts on his helmet that, until now, rested strapped against his hip. ] Yeah. Must be wild to come from a place that doesn't have all this stuff, hearing about it so casually. Makes me appreciate the stuff I've taken from granted. [ His voice comes out tinny from the speaker built into the helmet.

Wheel now fixed, he presses a couple of buttons on his omni-tool. With a hiss from the hydrautic lock disengaging, the door to the Mako opens. ]
Thanks for all your help, Arcade. Offer's open indefinitely, by the way. Though I get why you wouldn't want to go in now. [ A clipped chuckle. ]
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[personal profile] taediosum 2025-03-25 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
It's... something.

[ He's not entirely sure how much he believes - of any of it - yet. But it certainly does make for interesting conversation. ]

I'm not sure I did much worth the gratitude, but you're welcome, I guess. [ He gives the Mako another dubious look, handing back Kaidan's spare omni-tool. ]

Regrettably, I'll still have to pass, for now. I'm just not interested in finding out what that kind of static would do to my hair. [ This has the dry note of almost a joke. ]

But good luck with your... [ ...Electricity thing. ]
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[personal profile] bigplace 2025-03-25 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
The company was good. The view? [ As if divulging some sordid secret his voice lowers again, gravel and silk. ] Even better.

[ That wrings a snort giggle out of him. He can't let it stand unchallenged, not when Arcade has set up the stage so nicely. ] Handsome and vain. I better be careful around you, Doc. You're a triple threat. [ Handsome, intelligent and knows it. ]

I'll deal! Thanks! [ Kaidan shouts towards the door as it shuts behind him, hermetically sealing him in. ]
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[personal profile] taediosum 2025-03-27 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not—

[ At least one of those things. But Kaidan is gone before Arcade can do more than look simultaneously flustered and annoyed. In the silence, his sigh is audible, before he turns to make his way back to the rest of the convoy. ]