conversations.from: system
conversations.value: The *ART Albus Sanator* continued its silent drift through space. The engines, massive behemoths of a once more-common technology, continued to burn slowly in the epic expanse of the empty void. A massive, hulking ship the *Albus Sanator* is a ship holding many secrets waiting to be discovered, the ship at centre of Advanced Resource Technologies growing fleet constantly edged through the fringe areas of human controlled territory. Aboard, no one knows the true purpose or reason of the massive ship – hushed rumours and whispered tones infer something more sinister aboard the ship once so proudly launched as a pinnacle of technology than the mere appearance of a research vessel. 
  
  Deep within the bowels of the ship, a hissing erupts in a vast room filled with only the eerie blue light of the many stasis tubes used to house travellers going through deep-space journeys. The noise reaches a crescendo before the outer toughed case detaches and launches the naked inhabitants of the stasis incubators onto the cold metal grating that covered the flooring of the room. The dim light does not deter the rotting stench of stasis fluid that stings the nostrils of the recently purged travellers. However, as their eyes slowly adjust to the near darkness, they slowly begin to realise that this is not the ship they had boarded for their travels…. This was not the journey they had embarked upon…
  
  (-)(-)(-)
  
  Welcome to *The Awakening* as Science Fiction horror story set aboard a large research vessel far from the reaches government intervention and supervision. You will be playing one of a handful of survivors successfully purged from their stasis pods during an electronic malfunction within the bowels of the ship. Throughout your journey you will face tremendous fears, human insanity and genetic manipulation and great pain and suffering. The *Albus Sanator* may well be your last resting place on your journey to escape and survive the insane machinations that only the cruellest of humanity could create… or did they require alien assistance? All will be revealed in this Storium!
  
  I am looking for a cast between 2 and 5 with the possibility of myself playing the Ship AI that may be assisting you on your escape… Or not. I am looking for a normal schedule of a scene a week but hopefully a little bit quicker to begin with as I am very excited for this Storium to get going. I will be following the novella arc with the aim to get this Storium completed with a dedicated cast. I will be creating some base cards for natures  but these are completely *not* obligatory and I will be excited to see what you come up with. Strength cards are completely up to you to create or use my own but use 'broad' ideas such as 'Strong' etc. For weakness my cards provide a guide you **must** have a Stasis related weak card for the first scene or two to help the story! My only rule will be that posts be a minimum of 250 words as I find small posts not as useful for driving the plot forward. Your character must also acknowledge their last memory before entering stasis in their biography.
  
  If you have any questions just private message me or put it in the Green Room! :)
  
  
  **Looking for One Or Two More Survivors**
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It didn't really matter why you got on that transport you were getting away from everything, the pain, the misery, the memories. This was meant to be the start of a new life...
conversations.prefix: Drifter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You may have been reassigned to one of the hospitals on the outer planets or merely travelling to help with the many outbreaks on the far-side colonies. All you know is that healing is your strength...
conversations.prefix: Doctor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The outer planets always need new building projects, new housing, new industry, new space stations. You were on your way to the periphery for a routine contract when you entered stasis...
conversations.prefix: Engineer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This has to be a nightmare, this *is* a nightmare. Whatever is happening is not your concern, your concern is getting out of this hell hole alive!
conversations.prefix: Escape:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Even though you want to escape and get away from whatever is happening aboard this ship, you also know that you need to know *why* this happened...
conversations.prefix: Find Out What Happened:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes even the most useful objects can be used for an advantage. You tend to be able to make things out of nothing and get yourself out of a tight corner in a pinch.
conversations.prefix: Resourceful:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have always been obsessed with technology, it makes some things easier to decipher in the artificial world of computers.
conversations.prefix: Technogeek:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whatever happened in those stasis pods has fried your brain, for the moment even the most simple memories seem a mile away.
conversations.prefix: Stasis Sickness: Amnesia:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The stasis process can be particularly draining on the body, both physically and mentally, sometimes the stress of your new surroundings can be *too* much.
conversations.prefix: Stasis Sickness: Weak:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One of the many stasis chambers within the sprawling underbelly of the *Albus Sanator*. A room of banked stasis chambers around a central command console - the room is filled with emergency warnings, dim light and a looming sense of dread...
conversations.prefix: Stasis Room One:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Once part of the Stasis Tube, this lethally long shard of glass might be able to defend an attack or, equally, cut through something stubborn... Watch out for cutting yourself though.
conversations.prefix: Glass Shard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The central console for the Stasis pods, and everything else in the room, seems to be on it's last legs. One of the monitors is smashed. It continues to hum in a tone that almost infers imminent death... Maybe something can be gleamed from it before it dies.
conversations.prefix: (Optional) Battered Console:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The two other stasis tubes within the room remain frosted over and you are unable to see inside...
conversations.prefix: Remaining Tubes:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A long, deadly spear of metal jarred loose by the collapsing stasis pod. Deadly in the right hands and perfect impromptu crowbar...
conversations.prefix: Metal Scrap:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A heavy steal bulkhead separated the stasis chamber from the rest of the ship, in case of an atmospheric rupture, how do you get through the behemoth?
conversations.prefix: Door Mechanism:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A central hub of the Product Deck - this room linked the ship to many other areas via elevators and passageways. Like everything else you have seen prior, this room has been torn apart.
conversations.prefix: 'Product' Reception Area:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A bloody and battered corpse - could there be something useful?
conversations.prefix: Eviscerated Body:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The room is dark and underlit but there may be something useful out there...
conversations.prefix: Explore:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A *ART* standard, the Ionized Steel emergency axe was used across the fleet as a last resort to chew through bulkheads, and anything else, during an emergency.
conversations.prefix: Ionized Steel Axe:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The personalised messenger of one of the doctors - the *ART* security systems are still active - Can you break them? How?
  
  *(PM me for details as you play this goal)*
conversations.prefix: Decrypt The Messenger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The 'Mints' in the nurses pocket aren't all that they seem...
  
  *When used Paige will realize that these are sleeping pills...*
conversations.prefix: 'Mints':
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There are several corpses on the gurneys within the decimated room... Investigation may be required to find out more about what was happening.
conversations.prefix: Corpses:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A personal incinerator mainly used within the morgue for trash or human disposal for a death within deep space travel... 
conversations.prefix: Incinerator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A blinking, dying medical database computer in the corner of the room... What can you find?
conversations.prefix: Medical Database:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A large, automated, medical scanner and minor surgical unit. Still functional despite the horrific damage...
conversations.prefix: Medical Scanner:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whatever is happening to these people is horrific, what is causing this outbreak?
conversations.prefix: Medical Mystery:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An off-shoot of the small medical hospital for this deck is an emergency tramway for transport of prisoners between the product deck and main hospital. It has been blocked with rubble and debris...
conversations.prefix: Tramway Exit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A high security tram override keycard - should be useful if any of the tram systems are still functional...
conversations.prefix: Tram Override Keycard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A labyrinthine network of emergency tunnels for medical trams to quickly, and efficiently, move between different areas of the ship.
conversations.prefix: Emergency Medical Tunnels:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The voice on the other side of the radio... Do you trust it?
  
  *Investigate the Voice through using the radio.*
conversations.prefix: Mysterious Voice:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A medical personnel radio found aboard the emergency tram - a way to the outside?
conversations.prefix: Personnel Radio:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Another person seems to be alive and communicating with the rest of the ship - can they be trusted? Who is Andrew?
conversations.prefix: Mysterious Voice:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *Do you hear **it**? Shh. Listen. What do you mean you can't hear it?*
  
  Whatever happened to me in the stasis pod has left something in my head. I hear these *voices* telling me things, giving me horribly bad suggestions or whispering utterly raunchy thoughts in my mind. And what's worse, these voices are becoming louder and more suggestive.
conversations.prefix: Static Sickness: Voices:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Some people speak languages. That's *their* thing. I speak to electronics. My hands, words, and mind can work miracles on things which would otherwise be unresponsive to engineers or programmers.
  
  
conversations.prefix: Technophile:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Something is happening to me in stasis and I can't quite explain it. What's worse, I'm trapped in this hell-hole. I need to find a way to stop whatever is happening inside my head before it consumes my sanity. 
conversations.prefix: Find the Cure:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: I am a mechanic and the outer most isolated colonies simply have the latest and *greatest* technology, so I couldn’t resist the chance to get my hands on it. Study it. Fix it. *Live* with it. 
conversations.prefix: The Mechanic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Medicine is your specialty, but after all the time you spent in school, you know a lot about--well, a *lot.*
conversations.prefix: Bright:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Technically skilled in developing large scale horticulture whether farms, plantations or biodome, there's a need for food, livestock, trees and other plants to build a population and an environment.
conversations.prefix: Macrobiologist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Some may call you a terrorist, others a freedom fighter. Either way, you fight for what (you think) is right, often against the odds.
conversations.prefix: Insurgent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You get knocked down, but you get up again. They never gonna keep you down.
conversations.prefix: Determined:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It may be what they gave you before you entered statis, or maybe something went wrong during the process, but you feel like your innards aren’t in the place they should be.
conversations.prefix: Stasis Sickness: Nausea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It’s not prison, but it sure is a long shot from freedom as well. You’re not helping your friends by being stuck here.
conversations.prefix: Escape!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Blood has been spilt by your hands and you aren't  remorseful for your actions. Johnny law is pursuing you and there ain't  no way you're going to allow yourself get caught; even if it means killing others to secure your freedom. 
conversations.prefix: Convicted Murderer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whatever you desire you pursue it viciously -even if it hurts others in the process. You ain't  no powderpuff , you ain't  no flim-flam, and you definitely ain't no crybaby. No!  You're a cold hearted killer. It doesn't  matter what obstacles you have to face no have never cringed pursuing your quarry. 
conversations.prefix: Unrelenting and Unforgiving:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know who you are... or do you? Why is everything like a 1920's noir film? Is this real? It has to be right? 
  
  Your mind is broken and the boundaries between reality and fantasy have been disrupted. 
conversations.prefix: Statsis Sickness: Broken Mind:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: 
  This has to be a nightmare, this is a nightmare. Whatever is happening is not your concern, your concern is getting out of this hell hole alive!    
conversations.prefix: Escape:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a researcher into the nature of space and the stars. There are isolated research stations all over, and you just got a prime job working at one...
conversations.prefix: Astronomer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You notice things. The details and discrepancies leap out at you. You see what is there.
conversations.prefix: Perceptive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stasis cuts the brain off from reality. Yours didn't reconnect right.
  Now you are seeing things that **aren't** there. Just  the drugs, and they will wear off soon. Hopefully.
conversations.prefix: Stasis Sickness: Hallucinations:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a rising star, and you want to make it all the way to the top.  Sure, things may not look great, but every danger is an opportunity.
conversations.prefix: Climb the Corporate Ladder:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have cybernetic implants that provide enhanced vision and direct interfacing with computer networks.
  
conversations.prefix: Cybernetic Implants:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: What you suffered within the Stasis Room has affected you in such a way that being witness to grotesque encounters has somewhat dampened your senses and you react oddly aloof to the situation. Is this a redeemable quality? Perhaps its value depends on what actions you take within such a situation. 
conversations.prefix: Temerity due to Experience:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Never mind the big picture. The best of plans can fail because of a seemingly insignificant detail. 
conversations.prefix: Meticulous:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your experience with ART has given you a broad base of knowledge about the corporation's operations and procedures.
  
conversations.prefix: Corporate Knowledge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A reserve pilot forward deployed for the first time. Academy was tough but you passed, earning your benefits and government pay. Now you're repaying the debt.
conversations.prefix: Pilot:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If nothing else, the rigors of basic and flight training prepared you for just about any stress or challenge you could face. You don't crack, always have a plan, and know when to act.
conversations.prefix: Disciplined:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Something isn't translating from brain to mouth just right, and for the moment you are largely struck dumb. Forcing out more than a word or two is painful.
conversations.prefix: Stasis Sickness: Mute:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The torment you've endured is nothing compared to why you're here in the first place. One mission, and you made every mistake.
conversations.prefix: Defeat Your Own Demons:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: For all your training and determination you still cannot escape the mistakes you've made. They haunt you. Literally.
conversations.prefix: Haunted Past:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't out to get you.
conversations.prefix: Paranoid:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A lady ahould never speak with the sailor's vocabulary; it is very unbecoming. 
conversations.prefix: Propriety and Respect: