Festive

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@meri@jewelserket

The first post is out; I had a busy Easter Sunday (church and all that jazz), so sorry for the early morning post.

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The year is 2016; Lyon, a city in part older than the country of France itself, is the third-largest city in the country. By the year 2022, Lyon and its neighboring cities will be uninhabitable. Nuclear waste and material will have been spread throughout the entirety of southeast France, northwest Italy, and West Switzerland; this critical event will end the lives of hundreds of thousands, possibly millions of civilians, destroying vital infrastructure systems and the environment in the process. The catastrophe will cripple and subsequently end the nuclear power movement in the European Union. Legislation will be passed to place harsh restrictions on the industry and public outcry will demand the total phaseout of nuclear power. Europe will become once again heavily reliant on the dwindling supply of fossil fuels, causing the European energy crisis when all supplies of fossil fuels are exhausted in the next one hundred years. The perpetrator of this atrocity? Pierre-Henri Druveau; a multi-billionaire seeking to cash in on France's nuclear power industry.

Druveau has recently become the head of France's largest provider of nuclear energy, Électricité de France, through his high connections in the French government. Druveau is a man primarily driven by money, he has refused to acknowledge and has even destroyed evidence of weaknesses found during routine inspections of several nuclear plants. After substantial bribes to high-level officials in the Autorité de sûreté nucléaire, Druveau has even begun the construction of several new nuclear plants in the southeast of France using shoddy quality materials and outdated techniques to further the speed of construction. In a Chernobyl-like fashion, these nuclear power plants will explode. A combination of the construction quality, insufficiently enforced safety regulations, and incompetent management will culminate in a critical failure in all four of the plants.

Traveler, this is where you come into the timeline. Druveau is currently stationed in Lyon on a business trip to observe the construction progress of a powerplant located just beyond the city's limits. Your job is to assassinate Druveau and to assist fellow traveler teams in the sabotage, and exposure of the dangerous construction practices taken by the Druveau administration of the E.D.F. Protocol 6 will be suspended through the length of this mission, Good luck, Traveler.

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Reorded Time of Death 00:59

The soft thunk of the rain hitting the steel roof could not be heard over the boisterous laughter that engulfed the entirety of the almost full four-door sedan. Through his stifled laugh and slurred speech, left-back passenger managed to get out "He- Hey Morgann tu- turn up tha radio would ya?" The driver, Morgane, took his eyes off the road to direct his attention to the radio. His eyes hurt; the harsh streetlights that lay above burned his corneas with a ferocity he had never felt before. He could barely see the radio, the darkness of the car coupled with his blurry woozy vision only allowed him to makeout basic shapes and colors.

Reorded Time of Death 00:35

Morgane moved his hand off the wheel to click whatever button he thought was the radio, he wasn't able to distinguish which was which in his current state. With a click, color air started coming out the vents around the car. "He- He said the radio Morgane" The two passengers in the back burst out into laughter at Morgane's mistake, "Shaddap Louis" Morgane muttered, his eyes felt so heavy. The road ahead was long, the three had chosen a bar far flung from their usual spot downtown; they had to go all out for Morgane's promotion celebration. Maybe the alcohol was finally catching up to him. The speedometer rose quickly in reading, the car jumped quickly from 60 KPH to 80 KHP in a mere few seconds. Morgane's foot was firmly rested on the accelerated, him nor his friends noticed the car's sharp increase in speed.

Reorded Time of Death 00:05

Morgane's eyes began to flutter, he was slowly shutting down. He tried to stay awake, gripping the wheel tight forcing his eyes to stay open. "Wha- What is that sound?" A ring grew in Morgane's ear, slow at first. The sound was akin to hundreds of bells ringing at once, a slow constant noise; the noise got stronger. Morgan couldn't hear anymore, the laughter and speech of his friends progressively were overwhelmed by the ringing, he was confused but his mind began to fade. The pain, struck before the end, an indescribable feeling. The pain was tremendous but Morgane's own screaming couldn't be heard over the ringing in his ears. The feeling spread throughout his head at a rampant pace, it started in the middle of his brain radiating into the other parts. 'What was this pain?' Morgane could barely think, his mind was failing him. Memories of his life he could no longer remember, hell, he started to even forget his name.

Reorded Time of Death 00:04

A moment of clarity. The ringing ceased, the screaming stopped, and there was peace after the pain; the upload had been successful. Morgane released his foot from the acceleration quickly, pushing his foot down on the break to completely stop the vehicle. Two back passengers were shaken into a moment of soberness in the aftermath of Morgane's screaming fest. "It's Traveler 3528, everyone here?" Morgane asked turning to look in the back seat, the look on the people's faces said more than words could express. Their eyes were wide, staring into Morgane's with a pure look of concern. "Are... Are you alright bud?" Louis spoke up, his mouth slightly agape, not knowing what else to say. "Y-Yeah I'm fine... Just fine." Morgane turned his head back to the road, 'A misfire... On our tactician too? The mission isn't looking too bright.'

Reorded Time of Death 00:17

Morgane's head pounded with a sweltering pain, migrating from the center of his forehead to the ends of his temples. 'The briefing never included anything to do with alcohol.' Morgane could smell his own breath, the stench reeked of hard liquor, he wasn't the team's medic but he could definitely tell when he was completely intoxicated. "One of ya, c- call someone to get us." His head felt heavy on his shoulders; the alcohol supply was limited in the future, and many, such as Morgane, were never afforded the luxury to try. He leaned back into his seat, his head placed softly onto the headrest, 'One...One second of shuteye won't hurt.'

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"My head is killing me..." Morgane awoke to a plain monochrome room, towering glass windows sat opposite the bed in which he lay, and sunlight flowed through panes like a calm ocean wave hitting the shoreline. Morgane, or now 3528, has never seen a ray of true sunlight in his entire life. Before being transplanted into the body of Morgane Laurent, 3528 lived under the harsh fluorescent light, and 100 times recycled air of shelter 43; now, he is experiencing the fresh air of the early 21st century and a view of the sky not blocked by an encompassing sheet of ice.

Morgane had dwelled on his past long enough, "protocol 2..." he whispered to himself, swinging his legs off the bed. Morgane could barely bring himself to stand, the ever-present headache he was afflicted with made it hard for him to even think. His hands traced the wall of the unfamiliar landscape of the room as he staggered across to the lone computer, although the sunlight was a mesmerizing sight, his continued observance only intensified the headache he was suffering from. Morgane fell into the office chair, his eyes squinted as he clicked on the desktop computer. The startup screen flashed onto the monitor, lucky enough, the original Morgane never set a password.

Morgane clicked through the login screen and opened the web browser. It was old-looking, even ancient when compared to future standards, Morgane was surprised it could even run the Director's deep web forum. He typed in the string of intangible code, which he had committed to memory after hours of trial and error, to the search bar. The browser tab completely covered the monitor after Morgane hit enter, hundreds of lines of code in symbols unrecognizable to most floated across the screen. Slowly, sections of these strings departed from their larger whole, forming in the center a message, "Welcome, Traveler 3528. Arrive at the coordinates 45.715103, 4.830390 to receive your first mission."

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@Festive Hi, I'm potentially interested in the Engineer role if you are still looking for folks.

@Sylvan

Hey! We are still looking for an engineer! Do you have any particular questions about the role or story as a whole?

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[Dark Themes]

Welcome to the 21st, Traveler.

"I'm Not Gonna Sit Here And Pretend To Know What Makes Us Who We Are. But I Gotta Figure It's More Than Just The Sum Of What We Remember."

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[Preface]

This roleplay will be based within the universe of the "Travelers" television show, although, emphasizing events within Western Europe rather than the Northwest United States. As there is a disconnect between the main show setting and the setting of the roleplay, the story points within will be wholly unique (except for major show events) thus major knowledge of the show's story is not required. The story will cover certain dark themes such as drug addiction, gun violence, and murder.

[The World]

Slight lore dump if you're interested but have never seen the show

"Travelers" is a 2016 television sci-fi show based on the premise of time travelers returning to the early 21st century to curb events that ultimately led to a future where humans are on the brink of extinction. The show utilizes the plot device of a highly advanced AI supercomputer located in the future, that uses a compiled archive of all the available information during the 21st century to locate events that are required to be stopped for the betterment of the future. In this universe, time travel occurs through a process by which a future consciousness is uploaded, sent through space-time, and downloaded within the brain of a candidate; replacing that candidate's mind with the one of a traveler. The AI, also known as the Director, is programmed not to take a life, forcing this process to require an event known as a T.E.L.L. (Time, Elevation, Latitude, and Longitude). T.E.L.L.s are accurate information that records the known point of historical death for a time travel candidate, thus allowing the Director to transfer the consciousness of a traveler into a host's brain moments before their recorded death.

Traveler teams usually consist of 5 members: the team leader, historian, tactician, medic, and engineer. Each of these roles serves a different purpose; the historian raised since birth to retain large amounts of information pertaining to 21st-century events, including investments, T.E.L.L.s, etc, the engineer creates technology for the team from the future which is needed for missions, the tactician is trained in a wide range of combat/military techniques and serves as the tactical planner for the team, the team leader (the role which I will assume) and medic roles are rather self-explanatory. These traveler teams are expected to follow and stay loyal to the Grand Plan, the Director's plan to fix the future; the missions the travelers receive from the future on the deep web. Along with the Grand Plan, the Travelers are expected to follow 6 protocols:

• Protocol 1: The mission comes first.
• Protocol 2: Never jeopardize your cover.
• Protocol 3: Don’t take a life; don’t save a life, unless otherwise directed. Do not interfere.
• Protocol 4: Do not reproduce.
• Protocol 5: In the absence of direction, maintain your host’s life.
• Protocol 6: No inter-team/deep web communication except in extreme emergencies or when sanctioned.

However, these protocols are often broken to advance the character developed and your personal character's story. There are a few extra protocols such as Protocol Alpha which requires all Travelers to do whatever it takes to resolve the issue at hand, and Protocol Omega the Director will no longer be intervening in this timeline (either the team has successes or the future can not be saved).

Messengers are a vital part of the story, they serve as temporary hosts for the Director for the quick delivery of messages outside of the deep web. Adults cannot be used as messengers in the story; a fully developed adult brain is not able to withstand the shock of having a consciousness temporarily embedded into it, ultimately ending in the death of the messenger. The Director will typically use children as messengers, as their brains are malleable enough to be able to withstand the shock.

[Story Expectations]

While the completion of the Director's mission will be one of the primary focuses of the story, the exploration of your character's story is as well. As per protocol 5, you will be expected to explore the life of your host as if it is the first time, this is because the consciousness of a traveler effectively erases the one of the host, and all the memories of the host will be gone. This factor gives a level of complexity to living as the host, as a traveler must go off the limited information they were given of the host before implantation. The Director, although magnitudes above human intelligence, is not without flaws; Travelers are often placed into bodies with different ailments the Director was not able to account for because of a lack of historical records (This is only an option to add an extra layer of detail to your character if you would like).

Although the story of this roleplay is primarily centered around France, as our team progresses through several missions we shall leave the confines of France to perform in countries such as Switzerland, Italy, and Spain. If during the story anyone has an idea for a mission or a location for a mission we can work to implement it into the story!

[Player Expectations]

My expectations for my players are relatively simple; I only expect my players to post once a week (or later if informed of circumstances) of at least two paragraphs in length, to respect other players, and to have fun!

[Traveler Roles]

• [Team Leader] - TAKEN by @Festive
• [Historian] - TAKEN by @JewelSerket
• [Tactician] - OPEN
• [Engineer] - OPEN
• [Medic] - TAKEN by @meri

[Our 1st Mission]

Traveler XXXX, Welcome to Lyon. Your mission: assassinate Monsieur Pierre-Henri Druveau, an industrialist and hardliner in the French nuclear power movement, who is primarily driven by the profits of the industry. As a result of Druveau's bribes to the Autorité de sûreté nucléaire (ASN), to allow his company to continue the shoddy construction of several nuclear power plants, every single powerplant built by Druveau will end in meltdown. The nuclear disasters will expose nuclear material over several major cities such as Montipellier, Nice, and Lyon; killing hundreds of thousands of people and leaving these cities uninhabitable. Eliminate Druveau and sabotage construction; end of message--

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The Traveler Program shall commence soon.

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@JewelSerket @meri

I am going to set up the actual OCC today and I'll have the starter out by either tmr or sunday.

BHHS: Limitless

Lucian Bowers (TW: mentions of close friend and neglect.)

18• Male • Heterosexual • He/Him • Single

(FC: Rome Flynn; Dialogue: eedca5)

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► reputation

"I wouldn't say I am the most well-known person. I transferred to BHHS on a scholarship the summer of my junior year. By the time I got there the major friend groups had already been formed, it was just a mess. I only really made a few friends that year so to most people I'm like a background character, although, last year I did join a bunch of clubs so I'm known in that aspect. To be fair to myself I wasn't in the best frame of mind, so many things happened; no wonder I was so closed off and jaded."

► current dilemma

"Well, I've been in LA for what? like a year now, still trying to adapt to that. It's quite a big change to go from running the streets and sleeping in a crack house every night to going to one of the wealthiest schools in the country... Probably one of the few kids C.P.S. actually helped. I... I've never been able to overcome my best friend's death. The thought of why did he have to die has never left my mind. Why did... I survive and he die? Rocky was.. he was my rock; he saw something in me that most didn't see at the time. I- I'm going off-topic, my primary goals for the year are just to graduate and get into UCLA; hey, maybe I'll even shoot for valedictorian."

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► social media handles

"@luce.bw is probably the only username I have ever used. It's boring admittedly but, I don't know, I've just never been a big social media fan. I do use the handle Lucians_Theorem on my Xbox, that was a great one I can't even lie."

► style

Lucian is often fitted in a mid to late 90s style of clothing. The loose-fitting jeans with patches of color sewn in throughout, and an ornately designed vintage sweater encompass his almost daily outfit. On the off days the LA heat gets to him he possesses a large supply of slightly oversized shirts at his disposal; ranging from shirts of old bands to your simple graphic tee. These shirts paired with a set of overalls or a pair of shorts cover Lucian's overall outfit selection.

► ride & everyday items

"Not much has changed from New York to here, just another subway system I had to memorize. Unfortunately, the LA metro is limited compared to the New York one. I've always walked or ridden the subway to get where I had to go, It was really the only option I had, I guess I just never dropped the habit. My daily carry is usually light: of course my backpack with school stuff, my phone, wallet, keys, and that's really it now that I think about it."

► occupation

"My uncle owns a landscaping company and takes contracts all around the city, whenever I have free time I'll join him for a job or two. He pays me decently well too, I owe the man a lot after all he has done for me."

► extracurricular activities

"The BHHS science olympiad team, Science National Honors Society, math club, and my UCLA biology research are basically the academic-related things I do. Let me tell you, man, getting research opportunities is WAYYY hard. I think I've cold emailed over a hundred profs looking for a spot and I only got a single reply. I adore the spot I am in now thankfully, love the people I work with; truly a great group."

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Friends would describe me as _______.

"A hard worker, I think. Although, that changes quickly as soon as I leave the building. Probably a funny dude? Might be a bit of a stretch though, not gonna lie."

In my free time I like to _______.

"Play the drums; banging on stuff with sticks has been a big part of my life. Never in any meaningful context though, I've never played in a band or with anyone else I've always just played because I love it. Music, in general, is simply something I have a passion for, my vinyl collection has been growing pretty big. Other than that you could likely catch me in the garden, there are a lot of things you can learn from a gardener, that's for sure."

I would like to learn _______ in the next year.

"More about gardening; the basics can only take me so far. I guess on a more serious note I need to learn how to deal with my own problems."

This is how I define success and failure:

"Success, to me, is the ability to completely reach the end of something despite the setbacks. Failure is succumbing to defeat because of temporary problems."

I'm inspired by _______.

"Kinda a hard-hitting question for me y'know?.. Well, probably not but I'm sure you get it. My best fri- No, brother, Rocky. He pushed me to be much better than the place we lived in would usually allow... I miss him a lot."

These songs are the soundtrack to my life:

"Oo, that's a tough one, man. But! because I have to choose, a few would be:
Rose In Harlem by Teyana Taylor
Mr. Rager by Kid Cudi
Love by Kid Cudi
The World Is Yours by Nas
These Four Walls by Khamari
Years Gone By by Avantdale Bowling Club
12 Stout Street by Rx Papi, Gud
No Role Modelz by J. Cole"

My fondest memory as a child was _______.

"Ah man, I wasn't the most well-behaved child, to say the least. Probably sneaking out of our crappy little NYC public school to hit up a bodega with my boy Rocky is my fondest memory. We would always scrounge up whatever money we had on hand to split a sub. And by God, I'm telling you it was the best sub place in the city! Never tasted anything on the West Coast like it sadly."

If I could tell my younger self something, I would say:

"Keep it going, brother. You got this... I was never really too good at these questions."

The things that make me smile are _______.

"Getting those one-off Facetime calls from my little sister always plasters the biggest grin across my face. She's like this infectious little ball of joy you can't not love, it must be magic. Oh yeah, there is also this little record store called 'Revolution Record' that is nestled on the corner of this side street that just has everything! Shame it doesn't get much attention, finding that one obscure vinyl is also just an explosion of euphoria. Dogs too! Lord knows I love dogs, I used to be "friends" with this back alley mut back home in Harlem. He would always get so happy when I tossed him a piece of lunch meat I couldn't help but smile."

My whole life story in one sentence:

"Akin to the movie "Straight out of Compton" but instead of Compton make it Harlem and instead of hip-hop make it academics."

► extra information

• After the removal of Lucian and his sister, Elizabeth, for his parent's care, Elizabeth was sent upstate to live with an aunt while Lucian was sent across the country to live with his uncle, Jason Bowers
• Lucian sufferers from a severe case of P.T.S.D., with his main triggers are sudden and loud noises.
• Jason Bowers owns the largest landscaping business in the state of California, he helped Lucian to get a scholarship at BHHS.

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I was considering a misfire as well. It would be the best route to take and if anyone were to join after we it can be reasoned as our team being sent the missing help.

Beverly Hills: Limitless

I am relatively new to the site, although this roleplay does look greatly interesting!

Greetings from WanderingNomad

Greetings travelers, may you enjoy your time here at the guild!