The Humming: A choice to be Made
Who: YOU! Everyone on the Noanga.
Duration: Day 79 (Feb 5 - 6)
WARNINGS: INSECTS (Bees and Wasps). Baby Bee Mercy Killings if people go down that path. Hard Choices to be made.
THE HUMMING
The Choice.
Loot & Rewards
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Duration: Day 79 (Feb 5 - 6)
WARNINGS: INSECTS (Bees and Wasps). Baby Bee Mercy Killings if people go down that path. Hard Choices to be made.
THE HUMMINGThe Start of it all
At first, the Hum is barely noticeable to most people. A vibration underfoot. A sound you feel more than hear. A low, omnipresent sound that settles into the bones.On Board the Hive-Ship.
No one can quite agree what it is. Some swear it’s insects, yet others insist it’s machinery. A few claim it’s neither and won’t finish the thought.
The Flerken Kittens have begun sleeping constantly, curling into tight balls as if to escape the sound, while the Replicators shake under the resonance, turning everything fizzy; water, juice, tea, even milk.
Glasses buzz in hands. Metal sings if you listen too closely.
And then the observatories catch it.
It being a massive derelict hive-ship drifts into view. It's easily the size of the Noanga. Scans reveal the following: No power signatures. No active life signs. No response to hails. It is dead and silent.
Except for the Hum.
The sound aligns perfectly with its trajectory.
Characters feel an inexplicable pull to investigate - not panic, not urgency, just a persistent sense of unfinished business.
Inside, the ship is a mix of organic and metal and is brittle with age, like a sneeze could tear it apart.
Chambers once meant for warmth and care are cold, while honeycombed walls are littered with collapsed cells and the air vibrates faintly, like grief trapped in a lung. The are signs of a fight all around. Bee-kin bodies -stingless bees, to be exact, looking far more like bees than people - litter the ship. All dead. But they are not the only insects - wasp bodies can be found. They're smaller and far more numerous.
It would seem, they tried to invade this civilian Hive-ship.
It's eerie and quiet, silent in ways a ship like this shouldn't be and the entire ship, the crew soon discover, is a bee-nest, and the source of the Humming is discovered deep within the brood-holds:
Hundreds of dying bee-kin larvae in various stages of life. They alone are spared the horrors of the wasps, but were they really? It's hard to tell what's worse. Death by wasp, or this.
The larvae are about 9ft long. They are bio-luminescent and they are starving. Their combined distress creates the resonance bleeding into realspace.
They cannot be saved. Well, not all of them can be.
The Choice.
At the heart of the ship lie three queen larvae. They are vast, easily 12 feet long, half-formed, surrounded by the mutilated remains of attendants and wasp invaders long since dead.
Two choices lay before you:
They can be saved, but time is of the essence. Or, they can be mercy killed and the brood-ship left to its fate amongst the countless wrecks of space.
The outcome of this event re: the Queens rests solely on player choice and will be revealed once all votes have been cast. To cast the vote (One vote per character), go to this thread.
Loot & Rewards
Biomaterials (chitin alloys, resonance fibres, wax-crystal composites, etc. Think organic tech.)
Insect-based clothing styles and fabrics.
Salvageable organic tech components
Etc. It's a civilian ship run by very big bees. Get freaky if you wish.
Optional memorial or preservation logs

VOTING
Option A: The Mercy Killings
The Queen larvae are put out of their misery and destroyed. The brood-line ends here, and the Humming starts to fade.
The hive-ship becomes truly silent in the hours that follow and the Flerken Kittens wake, unsettled but safe.
Option B: Salvation
The queens are fed royal jelly - rare, difficult, resource-intensive; there is enough to be found throughout the ship to stabilise the larvae until they hatch ten days later.
The brood-line survives. Changed, diminished, but alive as the Humming fades gradually, like a held breath released. The ship enters a dormant recovery state as it continues to drift through space. It may be guided behind the Noanga for up to 20 days, but the new sister-Queens will want to take the Hive somewhere safe.
The Flerken Kittens wake calmer than before, oddly affectionate and clingy. The smell of bees is like catnip to them.
Option A: The Mercy Killings
Option B: Salvation
Option B: Salvation
Option B: Salvation
OPTION B: SALVATION
OPTION B: SALVATION
There's something inherently wrong he feels, in giving up because something is hard. People no longer with him taught him that.
Option B: Salvation
Option B: Salvation
Also a crew like this once saved her; time to pay it forward.
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otherwise it probably won't vote
Option B: Salvation
Option B: Salvation
Even at the height of his "pragmatic, self-serving merc" phase, Abric never leaves a kid to die.
Option B: Salvation
Questions
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The information is standard to what one would expect from a civilian generational ship that was crossing through Federation Space; it was intending to stop somewhere in the Merchant’s Commonwealth and was on its third generation - the queen Larvae are the third set of Queens to be hatched on the ship.
The AI is useful, but less Actual AI with a personality and more of a very powerful look-up service. It does have a cute flower avatar, though, and it can tell you the Wasps, near as the ship knows, came out of nowhere.
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The AI is useful, but less Actual AI with a personality and more of a very powerful look-up service. It does have a cute flower avatar, though, and it can tell you the Wasps, near as the ship knows, came out of nowhere.
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Network Text, OTA
"This noise, vibration, whatever is really messing with Aen'kae. Anyone know the cause? If this is someones science or magic experiment gone wrong, stop it right now."
The frustration of not being able to help more shines through here.
On Board - OTA
The dying are a different matter. It might’ve been the spiders that united their species, but his kind had felt deeply for the one human they knew, had laughed at jokes they didn’t understand. And here are a people that are new and exciting, that could be friends to make and they are dying and might be gone forever soon. They are humming and glowing, communicating in ways he doesn’t understand and he is deeply upset by their demise.
Lucas will try talking to the larvae, finding bright colors to match their glowing, ones that tell of calm and not being alone and being sorry. He’ll eventually resort to bring someone else from their crew over, drag them by the arm if he has to, the message on his slate only showing “Help them!”. It’s not a request.
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