THE LEWIS AND CLARK

[inferis]

[You have woken up aboard the Lewis and Clark. It's a nice, clean, light vessel and everything seems to be in working order...at the moment. Explore!]

[[OOC: AROUND THE SHIP | THE CONTROL ROOM | THE DOORS | STASIS | DAY ONE OOC POST | PLOT CHAT | PLOT HUB]]

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THE CONTROL ROOM

[inferis]

[This is the control room of the ship. Screens inside tell you that it's the year 2047, and you are aboard the Lewis and Clark, sent to respond to the distress beacon from the Event Horizon: a scientific vessel you are docked beside. The Event Horizon, the screens tell you, has a Gravity Core at it's heart, a device which, if activated, can create a black hole. Amid the many screens, one sentence keeps appearing, again and again:

Liberate tutame ex inferis]

[bronwe]

[ Frodo dislikes stone walls, things that do not grow, but metal feels worse somehow. Even less alive, colder. He has a grim frown on his face as he stares up at the one screen with the writing. It sounds beautiful in his head, the way he pronounces the words in his mind as he knows it, but eerie. ]

[wizard_redfive]

Latin.

[Dairine steps up next to him amid her investigation of the ship. She stares at the screen with a puzzled expression.]

Not exactly what I'd expect in space.

[toobravehearted]

[He's woken up with a start in one of the chairs. What's worse, the fact he doesn't recall going to sleep or waking in what he can only recognised as being a control room of a ship and not the castle? Standing and stepping up to the screens, he narrows his eyes at the script.]

It's Latin, well... The message isn't promising.

[Turning to the fellow also looking at the screens, ] Are you all right? From the castle, by any chance?

[hardenedimmortal]

[Saying that Adam didn't like this was like saying that the sky was blue or that water was wet. He found that it was hard to breathe and that his heart was beating far too fast. He shook as he half stumbled through a door and made a beeline for the nearest chair, setting down heavily]

[kalinda]

[Don't mind if she notices just that while she's passing by.] You okay?

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine wanders through the control room, resisting the urge to run straight to the captain's chair. Instead she looks at the screens for clues to their new location. She stops when she reaches the one about the Gravity Core. As she reads, she looks more and more concerned as her face pales.]

Who the heck would build something like that?!

[compromisedarrow]

[Someone walks into the control room, face like a thundercloud. He's obviously not happy to be in space again.]

[unvarnished]

"Free yourself from Hell". Not very promising, is it?

[both_neither]

[Gren stands behind her, leaning over to squint at the screen]

Good question. I've never even heard of something like that, and if what this says is true, I'm from over twenty years after this.

[the_effect_she_has]

[Walking into the control room, finally, she's glad to see a familiar face and gravitates over to her friend.] ... like what?

[kid_apocalypse]

[Evan is checking out instrument panels, not really understanding anything, but he knows that black holes are bad news.]

Someone lookin' to tempt fate, I'm betting. Stuff like this almost never works they want it to. It's no wonder they're sending a distress call. I bet someone turned it on, and it screwed everything up.

[cyan_maid]

[When Jane woke up on the ship, it's safe to say that she did panic a little. But the screens are very interesting, and she's found herself in the control room, reading up on as much as she possibly can. The Latin sentence doesn't have to keep popping up, thanks, she can only infer so much from root words.]

This is crazy...what on earth could we do on a ship we can't operate? How are we supposed to help anybody? And who in their right mind puts something that can create a black hole in a spaceship? Geez louise...

[delincuente]

I don't know, how about the same kind of jerk who'd stick us on a broken spaceship in the first place?

[It's not mocking per se, but it's not gentle. Alex doesn't like this at all - not that anyone here does - but she's been trying her best to hide her misgivings with sarcasm.]

[staggeringego]

[ Leaning over here to look at the screen himself, but it's all a bunch of useless mumbo jumbo to him. ]

When has the castle ever done anything that made much sense?

[vampirize]

A gravity core? Hmmm.

[Tesla can't help it- the scientist in him is intrigued like nothing else, and his eyes flit over the screens, trying to gather as much information as possible.]

Creating black holes? I wonder how they managed that...

[encryptedlock]

[Sup Tesla. Looks like York gets to keep his armor for this one, and he sounds pretty pleased about it.]

Oh, if you get enough energy it's pretty standard. This is the same idea that our spaceships use, except they create a bunch of tiny black holes instead of one big one. This seems pretty dangerous to me, but I guess it is supposedly 2047.

[peacockherald]

What, exactly, is a black hole?

_{[ Much of what he saw was beyond him - switches and buttons and displays, spouting words and numbers that made his head swim. He tried to keep the bewildered look off his face, but it was difficult. ]}

[ofhope]

[ After learning that 'noise' will not be an issue here (the only pleasant side-effect to losing his powers), Joshua has wandered, his curiosity regarding the situation taking over. He's found the clinic already and confiscated a pair of scissors and a scalpel.

And the scissors are at least put to use as soon as he stops to read what's on one of the screens, the scissors smashing down through the glass. Well, that's at least one computer screen that has met the end of it's life. Maybe if he just makes this ship explode, they'll all be revived on the other one. ]

I'll show you Hell.

[ Someone stop him before he destroys all of the screens? At least one has to make it! ]

[mal_addict]

[No, Maladict hates technology, he can smash up whatever he likes as far as she's concerned. Still...]

You are aware that's probably not very constructive, right?

[wolfchild]

[ Arya takes off one of her shoes and throws it at him. Her aim is on the mark: it hits him right over his ear. ]

[kungfuwitch]

[Phoebe's sitting in one of the control seats, looking through the screens to figure out as much as she can about where they are and what's going on. she sighs]

Ugh. Times like this make me wish I could still read Latin...

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Never even think it can't get worse. Because it's fucking inevitable, it does.

And that sentence looks ominous.

[princelyspirit]

[Okay, this whole room? Just a little on the creepy side. Thanks, mysterious Latin phrases! Did you really have to pop up everywhere she looked? Whatever, she can't make heads or tails of it anyway (but really, anything that says "inferis" over and over again can't be good news). Time to focus on something el-oh, hey, what does that screen say?]

Event Horizon, huh? [Scratches the back of her head as she looks for any other info on it] I wonder if anyone from the castle is stuck there...

[psych0p0mps]

[Doop doop just gonna read over that information.]

A black hole generator? Huh.