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FINALE: Synod & Conclusion
The Synod should have ended on the 21st, but a blackout traps all the attendees in the facility. The train won't move. The Gates won't reverse. The anomaly outside would eradicate anything attempting to cross the stygian wasteland. All anyone can do is wait.
A hastily-assembled team of various faction members rushes to the Porter's defense. When they arrive, they find that their extremist opponents are imPorts themselves. Some of them might have once been called friends. Others have remained in the shadows, sleeper forces of the Resistance. While the saboteurs continue their work, fighters leap into battle against all those who've arrived to defend the Porter.
[OOC: Please tag the above top-level if you'd like some mod-run NPC combat! We'll be able to back/tag several PCs for at least 2 weeks from today.]
Not only must enemy combatants be defeated, but a complex series of timed explosive devices threatens to destroy the Porter controls, forcing a desperate call for technical experts and finesse powers.
Only partway into the showdown, a minor explosion rips through the crowd and takes out combatants on both sides. An alarm begins to scream. Total annihilation has been averted, but the Porter's shields are crumbling.
ESCAPE THE SYNOD
Though the terrorists are now in custody, there's a bigger problem. The facility is no longer safe. The Gates, echoing the damaged Porter, still haven't reversed polarity. Everyone will have to escape via the Death Train, which isn't equipped for so many imPorts in high concentration. It'll need additional shielding and the reprogramming for multiple trips, which means tech-minded imPorts will have to cooperate to overcome its automated settings.
ImPorts must divide into smaller groups because the destination station at the White City may overload too. Batches of ImPorts pile together for the ride in much more cramped quarters than they're used to. Several are injured from the attack, others are dying, and it'll be a long and harrowing journey before they can reach a hospital for treatment. ImPorts steal moments for hurt and comfort, as well as moments of revelation and intimacy.
Even for those left unscathed, they must swiftly transfer through the White City and travel back to their home factions via conventional means, or risk causing dimensional chaos as more ImPorts arrive behind them.
Once the Death Train arrives at the White City with the last of the Synod attendees on board, it seems like the worst is over. While anyone wanting to leave the city is free to use conventional means to do so, some choose to remain in Florida to recuperate, strategize or tend to the wounded.
For three days, everything looks like it might be returning to normal.
ImPorts are likely to resume life as usual, continuing with politicking and personal lives alike. After all, there's a year to go until the next Synod-- and despite everything, new ImPorts still arrive through the battered Porter facility.
DEATH DOME EXPANDS
On September 26th, sensors indicate a wave of cosmic radiation moving toward the White City. The reason is obvious enough: damage to the Porter has destabilized the Death Dome and now it's rapidly expanding. If it isn't stopped, it'll swallow the city within days. After that, scientists fear it may tear through the entire planet.
The White Tower immediately puts out a call for aid. Citizens of the city will have to be evacuated en masse. They plead for every imPort who is able to come forward and work to halt the growth of the Dome using whatever means necessary. If they don't work together, no one's getting out of this alive.
Most terrifying of all, the Death Dome's "cosmic radiation" causes permanent death, shredding and scattering energy and matter across the multiverse. Unshielded contact means no resurrection within this world ever again. To those who dream of someday returning to home dimensions, the mysteries of these physics is steeped with terrifying unknowns.
[OOC: Per this OOC plotting question, contact with the Death Dome destroys the AU version of a character permanently, but not their MoM counterpart. See the thread for more details.]
Anyone Porting in during the Death Dome expansion, whether for the first time or resurrecting, finds the Porter facility is horrifically unstable. Heavy strands of permanently lethal entropic energy weave through visible cracks in the walls. They must escape through a Gate as quickly as possible, or risk an untimely death!
Under pressure, it might be harrowing to choose an ImPort city and faction. No sooner than they do, and step through the Gate, that they find that the world is in uproar, though their new home may well be in denial, strategically or otherwise.
Faced with a cosmic anomaly, ImPorts take heroic measures in the ground and air in Florida and beyond to save natives and perhaps even their kind alike.
[OOC: The above character 'sub-rosters' reflect the IC involvement based on this plotting form. We'll attempt to link top-levels here, and further incorporate your RP into a conclusion post on or by October 1. Feel free to top-level, and of course backtag/sandbox indefinitely!]
At the nth hour, on September 30, two ImPorts, Shouta and Tomura of Equality Before Law make it into the Porter and manage, incredibly, to stabilize the damaged Fate technology with use of reality-warping abilities.
As the Death Dome begins to shrink back to its original circumference, it leaves behind a bizarre, scarred landscape, and a fine dusting of eerie crystalline particles of inscrutable chemical makeup. It may take years before the land is arable again, but the day is saved. For now.
OOC Links
- Plotting Post
- Volunteer signup: Resistance Extremists
- Volunteer signup: Porter Defenders
- Plotting form: Finale Roles
- Reminder: 'Hacking the Death Train' does not require signups (unlimited slots), and sharing your finale role is not mandatory.
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He doesn't even address him. He starts to, but the name doesn't make it out of his mouth. Instead he just nods, allowing Lan Wangji to lead him away from the window.
The other man has to know about Wei Wuxian by now - if not from his brother than from any other number of methods. He keeps a hand on Chenqing. Even if the younger Lan sibling might deserve to hold onto it just as much as he does, if not more, he's not willing to give it up yet.
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"The others already left. This could be the last train. I believe...we'll meet Wei Ying again, but not here in this place. So, it's my duty to make sure we will all meet again."
Considering a gentle nudging that he wanted to take Wen Ning to the train while everyone else is boarding. So he's going to take the lead and join the crowd on the train to take their departure from this place.
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He feels as though he failed him. He was supposed to stay by his side, but he hadn't been able to prevent any of this from happening.
Wen Ning follows Lan Wangji onto the train without a word, but he stays close so that no one else in the crowd can come between them.
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No words are needed, silence is necessary. He can't offer words of comfort. They can agree that Wei Wuxian is special to them. Shuffling into the train, and finding a seat, it's going to be a long journey to the city, leaving the tragedy of the event behind. Lan Wangji felt a measure of relief that they finally leave, but at the same time, the guilt and grievances of Wei Wuxian's death weight heavily on his mind.
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At some point he slips sideways, and he's in a deep enough sleep that he doesn't register his head coming to rest on Lan Wangji's shoulder.
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But he didn't mind that Wen Ning is resting his head on his shoulder. Normally, he can't tolerate people touching him in general, so he didn't disturb his sleep for the entire trip. He merely crossed his arms and meditating in a light trance, and doze off as well.
Once the train arrives at its destination in the city, he woke him up by gently shaking him awake. "Wen Ning, wake up. It's time to get off."
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He's surprised to have been allowed to get that close to the man in the first place, given how much he seems to dislike physical contact. But then these are special circumstances. Whatever the case, he's grateful for his leniency.
He stands only after checking to make sure Chenqing is still where he left it. "Where is it dropping us off?"
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To see civilization would probably be a temporary relief from the pain that happened and transpired earlier today. "White city. It's a city in Florida."
Lan Wangji slowly rose, pretending to calm and stoic. "Let's go. My family will be waiting in the city. I'm going to go look for them."
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"I fought your brother," he says with no preamble as they make their way off the train. He might as well know that before they go to meet him. "...Sorry."
Not that he'd actually hurt him in any way. The conflict itself had been brief.
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Curious, knowing Wen Ning doesn't usually fight without a just cause. "You fought my brother? Wen Ning, what happened?"
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"He's fine, don't worry. I just... thought you should know."
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In fact, it can't be compared to how much Lan Wangji is upset. He just kept a stoic face up, protecting himself how deeply upset, hurt, and annoyed by pretty much...everything. How can anyone know when Wei Ying will come back or even be resurrected? It's like experiencing 16 years all over again, except the pain has doubled in intensity and loss.
"Try to find a place to stay then, and if you need help, just let us know."
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"I was staying with Master Wei. He had a house where the House of M is located, but..." He frowns. He has basically no sense of the geography of this place. "I don't know how to get back there. It was out on an island."
In the middle of the Black Sea, but he hasn't been able to keep track of the names of all these new places.
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Hearing him out, "If it's out on an island, most likely you can travel via porter. We just need to find one that will take you back to the House of M. I'm part of the Seekers of the Dawn faction, so there's a library of information in my house in Jeopardy."
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He nods once, slowly. "I'll come with you."
Right now it seems to be his only option.