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NPC CONTACT: OPEN

NPC CONTACT

CONTACT

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Here is a post to reach any of the NPCs active within ALASTAIR. Please specify which NPC you are looking to reach in the header of your first comment.

As a note, NPCs will not always be available to reach. They are often busy on their own missions or with other mechanics within ALASTAIR, so please check to be sure the post is currently open before beginning a thread. ICly, a message sent to an unavailable NPC will bounce back to the character that had sent it as an unanswered echo of their original message.

The NPCs should be contacted for plot-relevant purposes and direction only. Think of them more as plot devices than characters.

CURRENTLY ACTIVE NPCS:

CASSIOPEIA

TITLE: Weapons Expert
"Moral support," weapons R&D.

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cassieology )

CHERENKOV

TITLE: Magitek Developer
Quantum mechanics, nuclear engineering, charms.

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cherenkology )

CROWLEY

TITLE: Technomancer & Divination Specialist
Quantum mysticism, sorcery, temporal physics.

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crowleyology )

DAGNY

TITLE: Envoy & Master of Interuniversal Affairs
Foreign relations, cookie-baking, and handing out stickers.

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dagnyology )

URUZ

TITLE: Senior ALASTAIR Recruit & Orientation
New recruit wrangling, stable management and maintenace.

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uruzology )

"LLOYD"

TITLE: Personnel Resources ~~Dude~~ Consultant
Mission troubleshooting, conflict resolution, ~~gift-giving~~ logistics.

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lloydology )

NOTE: Queries may not be answered by the NPC they're addressed to, depending on IC and OOC availability.

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[ while olivia is not normally the kind of person to do this — they are her seniors, after all, essentially her superiors; she is certainly not in any position to approach them like this — but this gesture isn't for her benefit, even if the answer may help appease some of her own worries.

no, this is for someone else, someone who deserves to have this peace of mind.

gently, she clears her throat. this particular message isn't to anyone in particular. simply anyone who may be able to have an answer for her. ]

U-Um. Excuse me...? I was wondering if I could ask any of you a question...

[rin's voice comes out level and stern, as though she's taking her mission quite seriously.]

I apologize if I'm contacting you at a bad time. Feel free to call me back whenever you can.

What happens if a recruit decides to stay with ALASTAIR permanently?

Hey, if this world gets fucked and we gotta relocate the deer guys, that's a thing we can do, right? Just ship 'em off through a rift?

[ she's been sitting on this for a while, but let's go: ]

I could use some of your "no nonsense" about now.

Tell me—what exactly is ALASTAIR's definition of divinity? Gods, goddesses, anything that would fall under that rather broad umbrella. The inter-dimensional definition seems to vary depending on the dimension that the divine inhabits.

You see, in our current mission it seems surprisingly specific.

Edited (whoop.) 2016-06-08 23:34 (UTC)

Um — Hello, again...!

[ she feels a bit bad to pester them over something like this, mostly because she'd already asked them something similar the last time... also because she caught them at a really awkward time before, but. but! she did make a few promises, so here she goes— ]

I was wondering if I could ask a few more questions about the timelines, and our worlds... Some of the other recruits had some, ah, concerns about their eventual return home.

Would it be possible that they're sent back at a different time? I think a few of us would be going back to something really.. unpleasant. Would there be any way to avoid that...?

And also — when we do get sent back, will we have memories of our time in ALASTAIR with us?

Thank you, in advance!

[With countenance stern as the granite face of a cliff jutting from the wine-dark sea, he addresses the device: here is a man who intends business.]

I demand an audience with one of you sons of Alastair. It is Achilles, son of Peleus, who wishes to air grievances and seek reason to trust you who purport to be as chiefs to this crew. Will you listen, or do my words fall upon deaf ears?

[ there are small spans of time when he's not being bitten by temporal insects. ]

No time for greetings, I assume, but I will make it worth your while. I've something that may be in your interest.

[Asher isn't sure he trusts ALASTAIR, but then again, when has he ever? Annalise isn't really one to play by the rules either, for all her expertise and accolades. Despite everything suspicious that's happened so far, and the undeniable truth that Annalise is a boss-ass bitch, he may have more faith in his current employers than his old one.]

Hey.

[Should he be polite? Overly enthusiastic?

For now, he decides to go about this the way he would address Annalise. God knows, maybe the people in charge are just as cold and terrifying.]

So... I know that us being here is kind of an accident. Like, we're not chosen because we're special, or what-the-f-

[Asher clears his throat. Whoops! Polite, polite, right.]

Or anything like that.

What if we feel like we're really not of any use here, though? I just...

[This is not putting one's best foot forward, and he knows that.

But he wants honesty, this time.]

I'm not used to places like this.

[following this hissy fit all over the network, he's taking the next step and going right to ALASTAIR. Jin doesn't particularly care who he reaches: he just needs to hear somebody on the other line.]

I wanna know who's running the show around here and why they're so friggin' awful at it.

[A beat. Maybe that wasn't so great of a start, so he gathers his thoughts, and tries again: less frustration, more simmering exasperation.]

After how messy everything has been in Oska since I got here, how do I know this next destination isn't going to just wind up a disaster?

[these are, after all, entire timelines that hang in the balance: generations and generations of planets, peoples, families. Getting it wrong because of yet another mishap would do untold damage and he wouldn't even know it. For once, then, he'll offer them something earnest. As annoyed as he is with ALASTAIR, he needs them to know this.]

I want to help the people on these worlds. But if we're just going to make it worse, I don't want any part of this.

[ brusquely, ] I want to put in a transfer to a different team.

I need to talk to—[There's a pause. Ugh, why hasn't he bothered to actually learn more about ALASTAIR? Writing them off as people he didn't want to bother with because they were authority figures who stole his lion was probably a bad idea. Especially since he's realized they probably didn't steal his lion.]

Someone, anyone, about the Taraxa. I found a file here.

We agreed to resume our discussion after the mission ended.

[ olivia wasn't entirely sure who to ask for, at first. she knows from experience that both the senior recruits and lloyd himself had been very helpful, and even more than willing to extend a hand when they could.

but considering the special nature of her request... in the end, she defaults to someone who may possibly have more fingers in more jars. ]

Um — hello. Is Mr. Lloyd available...?

[The question lingers at the back of her mind for weeks: through the end of Perdition's Rest, over the entire evening of the Nondenominational Winter Celebration, and for days past that. Finally, she finds a quiet corner during a quiet day and fires off a quick message.]

Excuse me, but I have a question regarding a person's place in their respective timeline.

Hi. Could I talk to one of you? I need like... a pep talk or something. Or advice. Or answers?

[sup kittypaw and/or lloyd. the idiot from a few months ago is back for more, and... at the very least, all that time on mission's assuaged him as to his place in the organization. fortunately for everybody, he's a little more composed this time around.]

Hey. I know a lot of the data's been lost, but I was wondering if you could tell me a little more about the ongoing Zymandis situation.

[jin realizes that question's especially broad, but hey... may as well cast a wide net to get whatever information he can.]

If any of you have a few minutes, I've got a couple of questions. Some of that's a follow-up to what I've heard from Jin regarding a matter we'd discussed prior, and the rest is more logistical in nature, if it helps to know that upfront.

Edited 2017-03-09 06:08 (UTC)

About the support positions. What openings do you have?

so i hear ALASTAIR can give magic to people
how does that work + what strings are attached

[This occurs a few days after the return to Oska. Keith has to muster up the courage to even try. He doesn't know that his request will fail, but that's partly because what he's going to ask for—a username change—isn't really the type of thing he'd look into having happen in the first place.]

Hey.

I have a request. I'm not sure who to give it to.

I need to change my username. Mine doesn't fit anymore.

[The staccato nature of his writing hides a singular fact: that writing this, that acknowledging that he's the leader of Voltron, is still hard on him—for him.

And that this is the last thing he ever thought would happen.]

To Whom It May Concern:

At the earliest convenience, I'd like to speak about non-field options for those individuals who shouldn't be exposed such as minors. In addition to [ he remembers vividly his arrival in the middle of a war zone, ] what protections exist for those currently present who have no special abilities or natural defenses of their own to rely on.

I await your response.

Bruce Wayne

[ since his visit to the mechanical room, and now after their run in with Mavahari, there are questions. specifically, one that seems to tie the two sides together. ]

Tell me,
Does the name Ophiel ring a bell to anyone?
Inquiring minds and all.

Good evening, darlings! Hope I'm not interrupting anything. I just have a teensy, tiny little question!

I've noticed that every once in awhile... something mystical or strange happens. Unexplained little somethings, like, say; suddenly being unable to lie or plagued by incidental sound effects. Somethings that only seem to happen to me.

You wouldn't happen to know what that is, would you?

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video | usernams: olivia

audio; username: Tohsaka Rin; addressed to Uruz or Dagny

audio, @TARANTO, to anyone

UN: LOKI, TO: CROWLEY. AUDIO.

video | username: olivia

( video ) username: achilles (i'm sorry in advance)

UN: LOKI; TO: CHERENKOV; TEXT.

video, un: I CAN B UR DADDY

voice; un: white_lotus

( video | un: skywalker )

video; un: redlion | post-fire, pre-infos post