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JANUARY TDM/EVENT





The storm drives the Convoy to the very summit of the mountains, before hitting a blinding pitch. The wind howls and drives snow in a way that promises to freeze everything… And there’s also a twist of smoke in the air, to further blind everything.

There’s one thing visible through the storm: a massive fortress clinging to the side of the mountain. The Convoy pulls up into the shelter. It seems this will be the best place to wait out the weather, even if the storm lasts for weeks.

It’s a cold welcome for new arrivals. The garage offers scant protection from the elements, and a winter storm rages outside. Snow, lighting, and thunder all blend together and do their best to break the windows and doors of the structure.

The storm itself shows no signs of abating, at least until several days have passed. So it’s up to the new arrivals to figure out how to survive the storm, find better shelter… And weather the strange changes foisted onto them.


















01: SUMMONING CIRCLE


New Drifters arrive to a cold and half frozen garage, almost swallowed up by snow drifts. The Convoy is just visible through sheets of snow falling from the skies, and it is parked in the shelter of a nearby fortress. Getting out of the garage and reaching the fortress will take some work, though.

Starting with digging out through the snow. At least there’s a shovel or two inside the garage and the gas station. But digging through the snow is still cold work, and it’s imperative to duck back in the garage and find ways to warm up.

There’s still a small fire burning in the corner of the garage, near the summoning circle. It curiously doesn’t seem to need fuel to keep burning… Though throwing more on it will certainly increase the heat of the flames. Be advised that the fire will also burn clothing and flesh if a Drifter gets too close to it.
02: FORTRESS
The abandoned fortress offers some reprieve from the elements… But the prior battles have found a way to seep into the stones. Ice and Fire both have an effect on the surroundings.
+FIRE Condition: Arcane lava is flowing through the foundations and seeping up through the stones of the building. This is especially clear in the kitchen and dining hall. It may be toasty to the touch, but it also threatens to set things aflame; objects and people alike. Drifters weak to fire will suffer from the increased temperatures.
+ICE Condition: The extremes of the fortress are freezing over in enchanted ice, leaving only the main hall and kitchen with any heat. Drifters who lack ice affinity risk frost bite and hypothermia while exploring the other areas of Bastion. Direct contact with the ice also carries a risk of encasing the limb or the entire Drifter in ice. Might need some help getting chipped out.

In the midst of all this, there are still rooms and beds available for those who want a change of pace from the convoy, or bedrolls for those who want to camp out in the main hall.
03: START UP
After digging out, one can see that there are various cars surrounding the garage. Some of them parked directly outside and sheltered from the worst of the storm. But a few are further out, and will also need to be dug out of the snow.

There’s also a certain connection between different newcomers and cars. Something that suggests a particular vehicle is theirs, backed up by possessing the key to that vehicle. 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 the sort of thing that 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.
04: WILD ELEMENTS
Even when taking shelter in the fortress, the storms from outside have a way of seeping through the bricks. And trying to take root inside any Drifters. Cold mists and winds seep into the castle, along with fire traveling across the floors and lightning crashing against the roof.

Drifters exposed to extreme elements will find those same elements seeping into their blood.

Teeth also grow along portions of the walls in long fangs, ready to snag at any newcomers. Drawing blood on those teeth can result in changes in the new arrivals… As well as pulling a monster out of the hallway to try and draw more blood.

These monsters frequently manifest as:
+Gyuki, a spider and bull demon fusion.
+YinYang, a Frankenstein abomination
+And Malzeno, a strange eldritch dragon.
05: FUEL PUMPS
The fortress also holds a network of pipes leading through the halls and connecting to the gas station. Text from the Convoy asks for at least a few Drifters to follow the pipes to their source, and activate them. Following those pipes leads to a chamber in the base of the fortress, with basins full of liquid.

Glowing and quicksilver liquid, at that. Liquid that looks like it could have been poured straight out of the moon. An inscription on the tanks reads “Moonshard fuel refinement” while a stack of papers details the various attempts to distill moonshards into an energy usable by humans without mutating them. It seems they’ve mostly succeeded with this attempt: once the valves are turned on, the fuel can be pumped into the Convoy and top off almost depleted fuel tanks.

But there is still a risk. Coming into contact with the fuel can instill a sudden, ravenous hunger and push new changes to the front. Prolonged exposure activates all traits at once, and will only revert the person when another monster has been hunted down, and their energy absorbed.
06: IF THESE WALLS COULD TALK
The walls of Bastion reach an impressive 20 feet up and stretch for long distances… And have Husks merged into them, often in the hallways and occasionally in the rooms. The Husks clearly belong to either the Silver Tear or the Steel Wardens, given the insignias on them. Many of them are locked together, frozen in a fight. And their last words and thoughts are written on the walls in gold and silver script.

Most of the words are frantic, about defending the moon shards from heretics or freeing the moon shards from confinement. But if any of the words are read aloud, the Husks react by merging together and spawning a berserk heavy tank/tankceratops. Or a large Burner type monster. OR a dragon dinosaur with exploding, punching fists. Drifters may also get caught up in the monster changes, and fuse their own monster forms together!
07: MONSTER FUSE
An element saturation isn’t the only strange thing in the fortress. Anyone who makes contact with the fortress stones will find themselves building a resonance with a fellow Drifter. This grows stronger the more time they spend in the fortress.

Until finally the bond solidifies on the next change the Drifters go through and hits a fever pitch. The next threat they encounter WILL force a transformation. When that happens, their next change fuses their two monster forms together into something new.

Their fusion form is a combination of two Drifter’s traits. It is also twice the size it would normally be, and is well suited to taking on any giant sized monsters. It can even give Drifters a brief insight into the memories of their partner, as the fusion takes place.

When this happens, both Drifters can switch control over their merged form. Those with greater synchronism will have more control, while those who squabble and fight will find that their monster form becomes more feral and savage. This fusion lasts until the threat abates: when that happens, the fusion breaks apart, and Drifters return to their prior state.
08: STORM CALL
There’s something outside that isn’t just the storm; it calls out in a howl that can make the blood run cold, and also pulls at one’s feet. Until it hits a point where the Bastion doesn’t feel like a restful place. Drifters who hear the storm call need to step outside and find the source; the storm itself isn’t particular on if they search on their own feet, or behind some wheels.

Drifters who travel on their own feet will swiftly be overwhelmed by the storm, and a moon warp hiding in the snow, and forced to transform. It doesn’t help that there’s wild saber-tooth Barioth wyverns prowling the wilds and ready to pounce.

Being inside a vehicle helps to shield them from the worst of the storm and the changes, and also gives Drifters more traversal options:
Tough cars are capable of wading through even the deepest snow without getting bogged down, as well as towing any stricken or stuck vehicles out of the drifts.
Fast vehicles can follow rivers of fire and lava that move through the wilds, without burning up due to prolonged exposure.

Eventually Drifters will find their way towards the summit of the mountain, and the discovery waiting beyond.
09: MONSTER CHANGES
Between the weird fuel, the teeth in the fortress, and hostile elements trying to force changes, new arrivals can quickly find their humanity getting worn away and new monster transformations taking place.
With the cold weather and regal structures, the environment calls out to Undead. As long as the elements rage, all Undead traits are available and also:
+Warm Blood: Undead can easily track living bodies through the wilds and the fortress, sensing the warmth of their blood in contrast to the storm.
+Rivalry: Tends to form rivalry with other Undead monsters, becoming territorial and protective of potential food sources.
+Ice Affinity: Undead find themselves better preserved by the cold and thriving in it, energized and strengthened by the snow, and even taking on glowing blue veins and eyes.
+Fire Fear: The presence of fire inspires aversion, and even terror and need to flee from it. Smaller flames like candles provoke unease, larger flames like a bonfire result in more panic.
+Holy Symbols: Presence of Steel Warden symbols (a sword piercing moon) can cause unease in Undead, and even repel them a location.
+Snow Shift: Exposure to snow forces the Undead into a more bestial form. This could resemble a bat, wolf, or deer/horse/bull.
10: FROZEN HEART
At the summit of the mountains is a collection of freakishly tall and twisted trees. In their branches is a collection of frozen hearts growing like strange fruit. And further up is a massive object that looks like a deer skull with branching antlers. The ice storm flows from its eyes and mouth… And it shows no signs of ceasing without destroying the skull.

The frozen hearts are giving off a cold aura that freezes anything that doesn’t resist ice. Drifters will need to neutralize the hearts to dispel the cold aura. The hearts can be melted by fire, shot down with ranged weapons, magic, etc. When burned, the hearts give off a smoke that causes a terrible hunger and need to hunt in anyone who inhales it. Shattered heart shards also rain down and embed themselves in Drifters, and cause a berserk fury in those they cut.

But with each felled heart the barrier of the skull weakens, as does the storm. When the last of the frozen hearts falls, the storm skull fractures and breaks apart like brittle ice. Drifters can deliver the finishing blows, ending the storm in the process. After that, the way down the mountain becomes clear, and the Convoy may continue down without worry.
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.

Fortress Library: Books and screens seem to have fused together. Assorted data about monsters is on display here; everything from hunting strategy to contradicting praise of their strength. (Read: all lore information from the monster pages is available IC.)

Dining Hall: This time around the gas station and garage are empty of supplies… But there’s plenty of preserved foods in the castle kitchen and dining hall. Though the hot dishes are almost painfully spicy, and the cold served foods can almost freeze a mouth shut.

Snow Fields: Surrounding the fortress are fields of snow, ready to bog down anyone who wanders too far into them. It would be next to impossible for anyone to make it far on two feet without the aid of a vehicle… Or the aid of a monstrous transformation.

Fire Snow: The storm can wildly swing between temperatures, from freezing to burning with how the snowflakes fluctuate. They can suck warmth out of a Drifter’s body on contact, or risk burning any exposed skin.

Armory: The Steel Wardens kept an armory and arena close by for sparring. Various weapons and armor are stored here; some antiquated, some modern and augmented with technology. And everything but the older models are badly damaged by the elements; frozen over and metal crackled, or half melted from fire. They won’t have much use as weapons, but could be used as metal materials.

View from the Peaks: When the storm clears, one can look out from the peaks and see what’s next. A strange, twisted landscape stretches out below the peaks. And beyond that is something on the horizon; a massive city reaching upwards, and the buildings intact and gleaming. Going back to the Convoy reveals a new update in the database: Nirvana is near. And will be reached in an estimated 60 days from now.


NAVIGATION || RESERVES || APPLICATIONS











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[personal profile] trust_us_with_your 2026-01-19 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeeeah, look at him go, claws and tail! Super clever. In the back of his mind, he had to wonder about the bells jingling in his mind: The creature looked like a giant marine iguana turned dinosaur.

And no matter what age you were, you couldn't deny that dinosaurs were rad as fuck.

The beast fell from above with all the rubble, and Vox needed to raise an arm to shield his screen from the dust. But as the clouds of snow and crumbled old stone rose to obscure the area, a sound rang through the chamber, coupled with the rushing, stomping steps of the creature he'd just been speaking to.

Vox of VoxTek was gently described as a cinephile. If a movie existed with even a modicum of fun to be had in its reels, Vox may have seen it. His deepest loves were monster movies- shark movies too, naturally- as well as those action flicks with plenty of over the top battle scenes among others.

He knew that sound.

He knew that sound.

His eyes were wide when he lowered his arm, and he felt like he was that newborn demon with a CRT head again, scrambling for films he could watch that debuted in the years after his death in the early fifties. One of them was a brand new franchise from Japan, beginning a series he would ravenously consume the minute they popped into theaters up on the surface.]


...Godzilla...???

[SORRY. HE NEEDS A MINUTE.]
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[personal profile] chin_godzilla 2026-01-19 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
(There was a monster to fight and somehow, that was the most normal part of all of this to Godzilla. Life was like that sometimes, and even that much familiarity can be a comfort. While there was a lot he didn't understand about this situation, there were ways he could contribute in expeditions and travels throughout the land.

Barioth was confused and stunned, leaving ample time for the big lizard to go right in and start fighting him. All the wiggling didn't make it the easiest target, but claws still met its skin. He paused for a moment, looking up and towards Vox on hearing his name as if in confirmation.

He responded to the name 'Godzilla'.

The barioth saw this moment as an opportunity and decided to trip Godzilla, knocking him prone as it rose back up to its feet. It raised its claws to strike back, but didn't notice the way Godzilla's dorsal fins glowed as he took a deep breath. It may not have been the signature blue laser, but the atomic green breath had already melted a few stones while pushing barioth back. The flailing to put out the flames meant it was unintentionally barreling towards Vox, but with his eyes on the epic kaiju fight, it was easy to see coming.
)
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[personal profile] trust_us_with_your 2026-01-26 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[GODZILLA GODZILLA GODZILLA GODZILLA GODZILLA IT'S GODZILLA AND NOT A GUY IN A COSTUME!!!]

[Holy shit, get it together, okay? That can wait, huh?]

[The barioth moved like a force of nature, but Vox hissed, reverting to an electric charge that darted high overhead as the creature rushed through. He reformed, and brought his hands together with the pop of a clap. The resultant energy rushed ahead of him to the back of the beast, a flash of lightning dancing ahead as the air snarled in response. Fur singed, and stray particles of ice softened down to water that littered the floor just to cool and potentially freeze against the hard surface.

The scream of the monster that followed had Vox's eyes widen in glee. This one really didn't like lightning... oh, this fucker was toast.]


Alright, big guy...!

[He landed like he weighed nothing, settling upon shoes not entirely made for the weather outside.]

The softer it is, the more I can zap it! Let's get its scales off, huh?
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[personal profile] chin_godzilla 2026-01-28 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
(Oh, Vox was fast. That's way faster than anything Godzilla can pull off, but frankly, that's okay. All the better to avoid attacks or monsters barreling into him. He did see the barioth react poorly to the electric shock he could channel, though.

Frankly, same. The kaiju's not as resilient to electricity as he'd like to be.

But a plan was coming together. The more of its defenses they could rip through, the better he could zap. Fine by big G. Understanding the task, he rushed in, claws ready to meet the barioth's. The saber-tooth wyvern was fast, and Godzilla chose a better strategy. He ducked his head and dove towards the incoming paw swipe...just underneath it so it only met the blade-like dorsal fins. By its own strength, the swipe left blood stains on the ground and on Godzilla's back. That cut took off more than just some scales; it was bleeding profusely and seemed to hurt too much for the barioth to use that paw fully. Its movement will suffer as a result.

Barioth took this opportunity to blast a whirlwind of ice at Vox and Godzilla, but the big guy moved in front of the attack. He took the hit for Vox and it was direct. Noble as it was, Godzilla hardly flinched; he's incredibly resistant to the cold. So much so that the following grunt from him sounded like a laugh. Having a dense layer of snow on him gave him an idea, though.

Looking at the ice on himself, he pointed towards the melted snow on the ground, then towards the lingering static on Vox. Maybe soaking it in enough melted ice could make it more susceptible to electricity! And with a finger towards the ice on his back, he suggested the barioth could provide all the ice they need.
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Edited 2026-01-28 09:21 (UTC)