Operation Reignition

[rekindlemods]

Who: Anyone who wants to participate in the event!
Where: Assorted places in and around District 3!
When: Sunday afternoon (the 30th)
Summary: POWER IT UP AND GO SHOPPING.
Warnings: None.

By late morning, it's obvious that there's something going on down by the bridges to District 3. Even if you missed the announcement on the network, it's pretty obvious that something is going to happen; townspeople mill about with interest as people set up tables. Irene and Mai are roaming the area, Mai mostly sticking to the medical teams standing by while Irene organizes the rest of the group. Keener eyes might spy one of the brothers responsible for the network, slipping off into the Third District through gates that stand open, but still guarded against any visitors who might attempt to approach before things are ready to go.

Off to one side, there's a shaded area, tents and a few chairs where visitors can wait to be allowed entry. There's a table full of water bottles and light snacks tucked up against the wall, to fortify you against the heat of the afternoon - and it is warm, and only going to get warmer. The natives seem to have accepted the baking sun as the normal way of things, but be careful that you don't get heatstroke.

At about half an hour past noon, someone brings out a little podium and sets it in front of the gate. Irene climbs up on it, holding a microphone in front of her mouth - her voice echoes from a number of speakers set up through the area.

"Alright, could I have my first group of volunteers over here, please? We've got your instructions ready for you to enter the district."

Looks like it's showtime. Are you ready?

((ooh; Event start! OOC information can be found here and here.))

Comments

[drank_the_milk]

"So, uh... does it bother anyone else that they're basically powering up this district by sucking out our life energy?"

Someone had to break the ice on that little detail. Might as well be Yuna.

[driftlock]

"Yes. All the fraggin' time." Like, every minute of the day.

[drank_the_milk]

"Good. I'm glad it's not just me."

She sighs, shaking her head.

[driftlock]

"No." He sighs. "Some people buy it, though, all of it." Like Wing, that complete dork, who is going to get his stupid jet-self in trouble.

"Glad someone has some fraggin' sense."

[drank_the_milk]

"I was in a town once that ran on the energy of the people it brought in, and when they were all burned out, they turned into happy little drone people who thought they'd always lived there and didn't remember anything about their lives at all."

Yuna grits her teeth, shaking her head.

"If this place is anything like that..."

[driftlock]

"What?!"

You realize you've given Deadlock nightmare-fuel for weeks, right?

He gives a string of very bad words that hopefully she doesn't understand. "And Wing's right in the middle of it."

[drank_the_milk]

"Well, I mean... just if. You know."

Yeah, maybe she's said a little too much. It's something she's deeply suspicious about, but maybe this isn't the sort of thing she should be saying to everyone. If she turns out to be wrong, all she's accomplishing is causing needless worry.

[driftlock]

"If." Right. Deadlock normally likes small words, but not that one.

"Thing is we won't know until it's probably too late." Ray of sunshine, he is.

[interconnect]

Sissel tilted his head, ears perked despite the movement. It was a new place with new people, and the cat-turned-young-boy was trying to take it all in while avoiding looking like a lost puppy. That was not a look that suited him.

At Yuna's question, he asked, "Why would it?" He wasn't all that versed in the idea of metaphysics, despite being permanently undead and alive at the same time and possessing of some seriously nice ghostly powers. To him, the idea of lending life energy was just like handing out a favor of some sort — if it didn't outright kill anyone, what would be the harm?

[drank_the_milk]

"Because it's creepy! What if we never get it back?"

Yuna whirls around to answer Sissel, although she's distracted a bit by the kitty ears on top of his head, her eyes flitting up to look at them every few seconds or so.

[interconnect]

Don't look down, Yuna. His tail wasn't very active at the moment, but that was definitely an extra appendage hanging down to his feet. His ears, on the other hand, twitch in response to the scrutiny before finally standing upright like normal.

"Why wouldn't we? We're all full of life, aren't we?"

[drank_the_milk]

"Well, yeah, but if they take too much it'll just kill us. And if these generators run on our life energy in the first place, aren't we just living here waiting to die so the people who come after us can have electricity?"

She's serious about this, but those ears are awfully cute.

[interconnect]

Sissel considered that, hand coming up to rub at his chin. It all looked very serious (read: silly) for the fact that his body was seven months old — or, twelve years by human consideration.

"Maybe that's why we've been split into bigger groups, so that we can all make sure none of us gives too much at once. Division of labor... isn't that right?"

[drank_the_milk]

"Yeah... maybe. I hope you're right."

Yuna can't help but smile at how cute Sissel looks being all contemplative with that youthful face of his. Almost like Negi-sensei when he was being serious.

[interconnect]

"No reason to think I'm not," concluded Sissel. He really didn't feel any danger from the current scenario. If something dire and/or fatal happened, he would simply rewind time and fix it. They could then work from there and figure out an alternative. Perfectly safe, right?

[ichoosefight]

"What makes you say that?" The idea had crossed Steph's mind, and it bothered her somewhat, but she had very little to base any solid beliefs on just yet. She was more curious about the girl, and what experiences she had to tell her they were sucking life energy.

"Based on touch, it could totally be kinetic energy, friction, even static electricity."

[drank_the_milk]

Yuna sighs, shaking her head.

"I guess so, but I don't think it'll be that easy. I mean, what keeps this thing running after we charge it up, anyway?"

[ichoosefight]

"And draining life force is somehow less crazy and also an infinite power source?" If it wasn't going to last it was because the energy wasn't self-sustaining, not because it came from one source or another. It was interesting though that she thought such a thing was 'too easy'. Easy for who? For that matter, why was it that only outsiders could render this invaluable service, and how exactly did they get by before they started kidnapping people?

[drank_the_milk]

"No, it's not infinite. That's why I'm worried."

It's possible that the generator is just going to slowly drain people dry, and then they'll be replaced by subsequent waves of new people. That's essentially at the core of what Yuna's afraid of here.

[ichoosefight]

"And neither are any of those other things." Kinetic energy with a hint of magic, maybe. It was just as likely as the life force thing. More so, really, since it was based on tangible science. Mostly.

"Why would they tell us it was a quick trip if they didn't have some plan to get generators up and running? What's the evil plan? They keep making us go back and forth?"

[drank_the_milk]

"Beats me. They could just be lying about that stuff. I mean, there's gotta be a catch."

There's always a catch.

[greenteengenius]

"Presumably there are enough people on the team so that the expenditure will be spread out and none of us will die.

Assuming they're not complete morons, which I am not convinced of as of yet."

He's optimistic as always, but doesn't seem concerned.

[drank_the_milk]

"Yeah, that happens a lot too."

Unfortunately.

[greenteengenius]

"We'll simply have to do the thinking for them. Or I shall, rather."

He doesn't have a lot of confidence in ... well, anyone other than himself.

"If you're feeling especially ill, you could retreat. But that would leave the rest of us with a heavier energy burden to bear, and increase the likelihood of serious consequences."

[drank_the_milk]

"Hey, I never said I was turning around! Just that I don't really trust this."