Introduction
Vincent Fortino (Italian-American): Photography
Henri Lorence (American): Marine Biology
Seamus O'Conor (Irish): Medicine
Isabel Rodriguez (Latin American): Zoology
The year is 2049. Technology has advanced at a steady rate; imagine kind of an iRobot level of technology. Space travel is such that man has still not reached beyond the edge of the solar system, but holidays to the moon are readily available (for a price) and Mars is very near the point of commencing terraforming, thanks to the establishment of an observation and research base on Phobos.
You are a college student at any uni in the world – and to make the age range more amenable I’m saying that changes to the education system and scholastic technology mean that “college” normally runs from age 15 through to 21-25 depending on the major, although places are open to "mature" students of any age! A few weeks ago the dean of your department took you aside and explained to you that you are one of a handful of students worldwide chosen by the energy research company Marius-Jacobs to embark on a unique ‘field trip’ to a facility they are about to publically unveil – called “Aquadrag”.
Where and what is this facility? You are amazed to learn that it is on the surface of Europa, the sixth moon of Jupiter, 350 million miles further into space than any inhabited facility the public knows about! The facility has been in development for 23 years, and is on-target for it’s planned public unveiling in 2050. It promises to answer earth’s needs for potable water (which is becoming ever more scarce and contested) and energy (terrestrial renewable energy hasn’t advanced as much as governments would have liked). Marius-Jacobs are willing to fund a few promising students to view the facility first hand, with a view to playing a key role in introducing the general public to the new technology. There is even talk of permanent jobs on offer to students who prove their worth.
The story begins as the students board the shuttle to Europa, and meet each other for the first time. It progresses as they arrive at and are shown around the Aquadrag facility (they'll find out much more about it at this time). But during the tour, something unexpected happens...something non-human has emerged from the waterworks and an automated security lockdown is taking place. With so much at stake, survival is the big concern, but the desire to impress the company is still very much on everyone’s mind. They'll need to work together, but remember that they are still in competition with each other.
What is expected of you depends on your college major:
Physics/Chemistry/Engineering/IT: The aquadrag boasts never-before-heard-of technology, which the company want you to observe, learn about, and assist in presenting to the scientific community on earth. Prove your worth, and maybe you’ll even be offered a post-graduate job developing the technology...
Biology (esp. Marine)/Natural Science/Zoology/Medicine: Europa has an ice-crust seven kilometres thick, beneath which is an incredibly vast ocean of water. The following information is revealed to you only if one of these is your major – the Aquadrag project has discovered animal life in this ocean! Your are to observe, take notes, and, again, assist in presenting the findings on earth.
Economics/Politics: Because Europa resides outside the jurisdiction of any earth government, it’s discoveries and technology will throw earth’s economy, displomacy and policies into utter turmoil. Your job is to give an insight as to what actual effects the unveiling may have, and how to keep the negative impact to a minimum.
Business/Legal studies : The unveiling will open up a whole new infrastructure, overseeing the transit of resources, negotiating the red tape, ensuring the protection of rights, etc. You will be exploring whole new legal/business territory, so for students wanting to break new ground this is a golden opportunity.
Photography/Journalism/Media: Needless to say, until accurate information is fully presented, there will be much speculation and controversy, especially about the fact that it’s been kept secret for so many year. Your eventual role will be in contributing towards the publicity coverage and ensuring the accuracy of the report. Also needless to say, get this job and you’ll be credited with the biggest story in human history...all before you education is even finished.
History/Philosophy/Art/Performing Arts: Well,I can't think of an obvious reason why students in these fields would be invited, but if you can think of a plausible basis, then go for it! I will have to approve it first.
There are no specific slots to be filled, if you'd like to play a character other than a visiting student then just PM me with a suggestion...or go ahead and submit a bio! I'm pretty much open to anything.
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Jerry had contested the timing of the flight. He had hoped to make it something a bit more dynamic, a bit more showy. No publicity of course, all the students had been made to agree to keep quiet about the trip until after they returned. That in itself was a shame. It would have been a wonderful PR opportunity for Marius-Jacobs to have been able to plaster the news channels with all this young potential being flown off into deep space, with the expectation of later returning with tales of hitherto unseen technology and scientific discoveries.
Well, he thought to himself, it just sucks that it has to be this way. The graveyard shift at the spaceport, rushing the poor kids through some hasty last-minute health and safety checks, then ushering them onto the shuttle to meet each other for the first time when all they probably wanted to do was hit the hay.
A few chairs down, Abi tapped away at a small laptop device, checking the final list of respondants. Fifteen invitations were extended, and there were only four names that were finally accepted onto the venture. Their majors were a bit of a surprise, no doubt Jerry had had a hand in it. He knew the sorts of tales he wanted these students to come back with, and he knew the aspects that would most wow the public.
"Any chance you could stop that now?" she said without looking up. The peanut thing was getting irritating.
"Sure sure," Jerry said, his incorrigible smile plastered still to his face. "They should be arriving soon anyway. Medi-check's only supposed to take forty minutes."
The two of them eyed the door that led to the medical centre, and awaited the arrival of the students.
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He opened the car door and and went to the back. He pulled out two bags. His backpack, and then duffel bag with all of his clothes. He looked for the door that led into the gate numbers that had his gate in. He finally reached it, almost at the very left end. He walked in and looked for any store that was open. He found a small quiktrip that had one woman at the counter with all of the lights off, except the one above the counter. He ran in and got a black coffee, and bought it from the half asleep worker. "Tell me about." thought Vince.
He arrived at the gate and got checked. He sighed, taking off his shoes and watch and belt. He hated security at airports or spaceports actually. He had never been in a spaceport before, or space. He smiled. He was going into space. As a kid, he had wanted to be a spaceman. Now he didn't have to. He could just go by being a photographer.
When the man was done checking him, he put his stuff back on and walked over to the right side of the chairs in the waiting room. He saw the medical checking room. She shivered. Vince hated hospitals, doctors and anything medical. He saw two others sitting in the chairs close by, and sat down by them. "Hey," he said. "I'm Vince."
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Her excitement completely wiped away her exhaustion of the late hour or early hour; however one wants to think about it, and she started running with her single suitcase trundling along behind her. Unfortunately, suitcases weren't meant to move at such a speed and she lost her grip on it and it fell over. Grumbling to herself, she stopped running and picked up the suitcase, making sure the antiquated fastenings were still secure. This suitcase was actually one of the ones her parents used when they first came to the country. Since it was still in good condition, Isabel didn't waste money buying a brand new one. Every penny counts when you start with nothing.
After securing her belongings again, she continued at a slower speed, checked in her luggage and moving through all the irritating checkpoints until finally making it to the medbay. One good thing about the hour was she didn't have to wait in a line, until she got to the medbay. Someone was there ahead of her, a guy who was a bit taller than her. She froze and looked him over, considering if she should talk to him or not.
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With a definite spring in his step he made his way through the doors and towards the terminal. He had not yet slept and had spent the past few hours unpacking and repacking his luggage, ensuring that anything metal was removed from his person and in one of his bags so as not to set off the detectors. He looked around the vast and mostly empty space in here as he was led off for a brief medical examination. As a medical student he was fairly confident that he was in good enough shape for the journey but the rules weren't his so he went along grudgingly, now more eager than ever to get on his way. He must have looked quite a sight to the staff; a 20 year old Irish lad with a swing in his stride and a permanent grin plastered on his face at this ridiculous hour of the morning. He tried to raise the mood with a few jokes during his examination but he guessed they'd heard it all before and they barely even greeted him before they started with their questions and demanded a urine sample. However, even their unfriendliness could not dampen his spirits as he took off with a clean bill of health and an empty bladder.
Following the directions he had been given led Seamus to the waiting area that now occupied four other tired-looking people.
"Top o' the mornin' to ye!" he greeted with some volume as he approached, wearing his grin but not his glasses. He was most definitely not a cliche Irishman but he found some joy in pretending upon first meetings.
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The time was not a problem for him, staying up all night on research was his thing, the real problems began at day, 2 PM would be killer for him, something he counterd with his Schizophrenia, combining it with his complex imagination to survive the day with bearly enough sleep. Afther finishing up in the med. room , he continued to his destination, ocationally digging his hand in his black messenger bag with a white flare design. It had his personal belongings including his medication. The medication would work properly if taken in the perfect time and amount, something that didnt happen ofthenly and mainly just made him space out into a funny smirk.
He felt tempted to leave his medium sized suitcase filled with his clothes behinde , all becouse he didnt like to carry it around, mainly the reason why he kept his stuff in the messenger bag, confused to why he had it at all, he looked at a few other people sitting around and took a seat himself.
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She knew she was being unreasonable - her own specialty lying in the art of animals and sea life, mostly the latter - but in a logical sense she knew nothing was wrong with her. She had a clean bill of health and she didn't need some strangers hands roaming over her body just to poke and prod. The questions they asked were more of a pain then the pressure of their touch, as well. As the seconds dragged on, Henri's heart sank lower and lower into her stomach. She hated to come off as rude, but it was just too early in the morning to deal with this. If it was any other day she would have just gone to bed after a long night of homework and endless amounts of coffee.
Relenting under her hard stare, the nurse sighed, flipped back her not-so-natural hair and checked off another box on the sheet she carried. Henri hadn't even noticed how rigid she was until she relaxed. Her muscles thanked her, but begged to be rested. If only she could relent and sink into a couch or something. Even the clean white floors were looking good at the moment.
"Alright, we're done here." The woman said, her voice clipped, and closed the folder she held. "You can head through those doors. They will give you more information from there." Now Henri felt really bad... When she had first come in the woman had seemed so pleasant, but now she just seemed irritated and in need of one of the pills she had spied on the counter some time in the checkup. "Thanks" she murmured as she stood. She grabbed her few bags, slung them over her shoulders, and pushed the door open with her hip.
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Abi, for her part, closed up the laptop and stood up alongside Jerry. Not too close...she liked him just fine, but it seemed like only hours ago that she had been on the shuttle from Europa with him...a long enough journey, and he was the sort of guy who took a lot of energy to be around. She smiled as the students approached, and stood professionally, allowing Jerry to make the formal greetings.
"Hey guys", said Jerry warmly as Vincent was the first to approach. "Great to see you, I'm sure you all aced the medical test. I told them to make sure it was only multiple choice questions."
He paused after the 'joke' and turned to Isabel who was standing off a little. He waved her over, saying "Come right on in, we just got a few things to sign and patch up before we all get going."
Then came the classic Irish greeting from the medical bay doors, Jerry turned immediately with a broad grin, holding up a noteboard and ticking a box off.
"OK well at least one of these is going to be easy to guess...Seamus am I right?"
As he ticked off Seamus' name, Henri came through the door also and Jerry whistled to himself. A full compliment of four, excellent. After such a disappointing response to the invites, at least all the acceptees had shown up.
"Alright!" Jerry said loudly, taking a step back towards the departure gate and ushering everyone to stand near. "My name's Jerry Miner, this is my colleague Abigail Khöller...yeah I know took me a while to say it right too...we're gonna run through a little introductory guffer here but first I gotta get my paperwork in order since you're all here. So talk among yourselves just a minute and we'll be with you right away."
Abi forced a smile at the joke Jerry made about her name. She was more or less used to it by now, and she appreciated German umlaut vowels were tricky. Jerry busied himself flicking through some papers on his board and filling in some boxes, so she decided to step towards Isabel.
"Hey," she said, "congratulations on getting your invite. It's really great to see that everyone's getting an equal opportunity. I read your resumé, it was very impressive."
She was referring of course to the fact that Isabel did not come from a privaliged background, and had yet managed to secure a place at an emminent university and achieve referrences sufficient to get the attention of someone at Marius-Jacobs.
That was true of all four of the students. There was little doubt in her mind that they all had the right stuff to contribute something useful to this trip.
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Another loud gentleman, one of their greeting party from Marius-Jacobs, interrupted her thoughts by calling her closer. She did so only because it made sense to be closer to the departure dock to catch their flight. Despite her nearer vicinity, her attitude was still fairly distant, because if she wanted to be the best, she couldn‘t make attachments. That same gentleman eventually introduced himself and his blond companion, and also suggested everyone chat among themselves while the paperwork was finished. Isabel didn‘t really feeling like chatting, but her decision was made for her when Miss Khöller approached and said she had an impressive resumé. Isabel blushed and dropped her dark eyes, suddenly feeling shy and reverting to her native language in response. “Gracias, señora.”
The girl’s blush deepened when she realized her mistake. She couldn’t expect these people to know Spanish! She’d blame that on lack of sleep too. “I’m sorry. I mean to say thank you, Ma'am. I appreciate knowing my hard work is recognized, and if I have to I will work even harder and give my all for the company, ma‘am.”
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Before he could open his mouth to rattle off a string of Leprechaun-like responses and offer his hand to shake, the man had started talking, presumably a speech he had prepared, so Seamus simply stood and listened, moving closer when asked. He listened to the brief introduction and noted the names mentioned. Jerry and Abigail, easy enough to remember. Although names were not his strong point and there were three others to go yet. Oh well, just remember the names of the people who decided to bring you here and you can learn the others later he thought to himself. The speech, he soon gathered, was not one that was well-prepared and instead was merely a few words to bring the group together. So while the man turned and started rifling through his paperwork the young Irishman turned around to have a look at the other lucky few that he would be joining on the expedition.
Trying not to judge by first impressions was always difficult. Even if you didn't know it, there was always a part of you that took a like or dislike to someone for some unknown reason. Nonetheless, he tried to keep a clear head as he flashed a grin to the other students.
"So," he started, reverting to more casual Northern Irish tones, "anyone ever been on one of these before?" He jabbed his fist over his shoulder, pointing his thumb towards the gate to indicate the shuttle waiting behind it, as he asked the question. It was as good a starting question as any he guessed; he found asking for a name straight away tended to kill a conversation before it even began.
He then proceeded to lift the strap of his bag and drop it to the floor, swivelling his shoulder to ease the stiffness in the joint after carrying the bag here. It was quite full and as such was a little on the heavy side so it had been digging into the base of his neck while he walked, scuffing the black collar of a shirt that stuck out above a brown and white striped sweater.
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"I haven't, but I've always wanted to," he said still smiling, probably looking like a dumbass, but he didn't care. He was already having the time of his life. "I'm Vince," he said, holding out a hand to Seamus.
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"Well you don't have to impress me." she said. "I know the company looked at literally hundreds of students picked from thousands of faculty recommendations. So you've earned the right to be here. Just concentrate on getting the most out of what you see in this trip."
(ooc - I'll let you guys have one round of replying to each others greetings then I'll move things along.)
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After she said that, she turned to the guys who were conversing between themselves. The Irishman asked if they've been on a shuttle before and the Mediterranean guy said he hadn't and introduced himself as Vince. Well at least she wasn't the only one who hadn't left the planet. Honestly she wouldn't be able to afford it if she wasn't chosen for this trip. The invitation letter she got said all expenses were paid, so there was no way she would miss this chance of a lifetime.
Now that she started talking to Miss Khöller, she wasn't so against conversation, so she responded to his question. "I'm Isabel, and I haven't been out in space yet either. What about you?"
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He knew they were simply making small talk for now and all any of them really wanted was to get aboard and make a start on this unmissable journey. So locked on that fact was he that he had almost completely forgotten about the fourth member to arrive along with them who he had impolitely turned his back on to greet Vince. Oh well, he thought, plenty of time for introductions on the way there. Although how long the trip there might be he had no idea. Interplantetary travel was not his strong point. In fact, anything outside of the human body really wasn't his speciality. Sure, he knew a few things about this and that and wasn't the worst person to bring on a pub quiz, but his thirst for knowledge had been focused solely on his medical degree for the last few years. As far as space went, he only knew a little about the colonisation of Mars, that only being because it was his ideal destination in life.
After his comment about little travel experience he glanced over to the man who had so rightly guessed him as the only UK inhabitant to be joining the expedition, hoping he would sort those papers out and get them loaded up. He had never felt so anxious, so excited and so impatient in his whole life.
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Her bags were at her feet, wrinkled as usual seeing as she never went anywhere so they were hardly ever used. Her parents never traveled, she never traveled. Until now. Just the idea of going to a far off place was thrilling. Think of the animals that lay in wait, just sitting there to be discovered and documented! She had heard one of the others was an animal doctor of some sort, so she would leave the discovery of land walkers to him or her. While she would focus on what lay beneath...
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