Scene 3: It comes in the night

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May 26, 2025 6:38 am
OOC:
It wasn't a dream but a memory:
https://i.imgur.com/ahZpYeG.jpeg

Asher stood shotgun in hand. He knew, it wasn't him, it was like being inside someone elses' skin. He also knew he had to find Kramer. Kramer the ßinehünden, the something had taken Kramer. Killed all of his men. Lead them down here into this nightmare.

Elias, Messer, Connel-Gulbane, and Kowalsky stood in line. Each armed, panting, the air thick with gunsmoke.

Messer turned and shined a light on movement at the far end of the cavern. It was Kramer, Veronica. It was her, and yet it was not her anymore. "Mein Gott!" He gasped. "I swear I hit it dead to rights with the flechettes." There was no visible damage to Kramer, though the bloody mess of shredded uniform indicated at some point it had been damaged.

"We corner it, I bet it stays down if we hit it with a hand grenade." Kowalsky growled in frustration.

"Yeah if those *things* don't slow us down. Keep icy."
OOC:
There is a presence impressing itself on you in your sleep.

It wants it. It feels angry, it feels hungry. You are pretty sure it hates everything that isn't it.

Do you fight it? Or do you not fight it?

Rolling Fighting Ability. Or Non-Fighting Ability.

Veronica can roll twice and take the better result. At which point she feels the presence leave her.
May 26, 2025 1:45 pm
Elias tries to shake his head and clear this nightmare.
OOC:
Fighting

Rolls

Fighting 5 - (1d10)

(2) = 2

May 26, 2025 10:35 pm
Asher blinks hard.

Is this Kramer or Veronica? Or something else altogether?

Is he holding the shotgun or is it his dream self, one of the now deceased German soldiers they found? Perhaps the owner of the Mauser he shouldn't have picked up.

"Stay back! We don't want to lose any more."

Clearly shooting the thing wasn't working. He takes one of their last smoke grenades, a Nebelhandgranate, and attempts to use the lack of visibility to push the thing into a corner and headbutt it with the shotgun. Maybe putting it to sleep would be effective enough until they could figure out what had caused this change.

Rolls

Fighting Ability - 7 - (1d20)

(12) = 12

Jun 6, 2025 6:19 pm
OOC:
it is 1d10+ability, right?
She has to ... protect ... her people!"

Rolls

fighting ability - (1d10+7)

(10) + 7 = 17

fighting ability #2 - (1d10+7)

(5) + 7 = 12

Jun 10, 2025 5:07 am
Asher remembers that moment with crystal clarity as the fuse failed. That cold fear in his gut. He had seen too clearly what Kramer had been capable when committed to violence. No smoke screen, no chance to get away.

Elias leveled a submachine gun on target, a spray of fully automatic fire from his MP-40 ripped through Kramer. The others began to fire as well. Enough lead was dispensed that Kramer was quickly reduce to a leaky piece of meat.

But everyone, Kramer included knew that was a delaying action. As the haze of gunfire cleared. Kramer's flesh was already reanimating itself, healing, and with a horrific wail the body rose.

That was when you all woke.

The music had changed it was slower, deeper, darker, and it was coming from...

Rolls

1 Asher, 2 Elias, 3 Justice - (1d3)

(2) = 2

Jun 10, 2025 5:21 am
Elias was hurting, his whole body carried the remanant Kramer's memory. He recalled the hot metal ripping through him. The cold chill of death as his organs failed. And the worst, when the Consciousness in the planet had poured all that energy into regenerating his corpse.

The blue star, the greater of the binary system was rising. Elias had a strange desire to bow down before it. Soon the ache of the memory had faded. He felt better than he had in his life. In fact, he was seeing better now without his glasses than he had since childhood.

It was dawn on the alien world, and the fungi were glowing in the new dawn's light. It was a beautiful world, alien, but familiar.
[ +- ] A brief images flashes before your eyes as you wake, simultaneously at sunrise
Jun 10, 2025 7:26 pm
Rodriguez jerked awake, her hand instinctively moved to the holstered sidearm.
She sat up and scanned the room, making sure everyone was there and they were still safe.

"Status check - Asher, Elias - are you ok?" She checked her weapons. Something was off. Everything was off.
"I had a dream - not mine....alien like. Disjointed. Like I was... something else. And we..." The young woman shook her head.
Better not freak anybody out, if she was the only one...
"Did you see anything? How do you feel? I think something reached us—synced us. Could be temporal contamination, drug induced...., stress...? Like something tried to ... possess us...if that makes sense? Any theories?"
Jun 11, 2025 2:21 am
Asher sits straight up in a cold sweat, the Mauser gripped tightly in his hand. How did that get there?

"Physically fine, Rodriguez."

As he hears her dream, he wonders if it is from whatever infected her or if the infection has spread to them all.

"It was like remembering something these dead Nazis saw and they encountered something...fungal and sentient."
Jun 11, 2025 11:32 pm
Elias wakes with a gasp. He remember the cold crawling up his spine. He runs a hand through sweaty hair.

"It was like we were there. Like we jumped into someone else’s body. It felt…", Elias gulps, "Real. It felt real. Ah, maybe the stones? Some cultures think the stones hold memories, energy. Stonehenge, you know?"
Jun 11, 2025 11:33 pm
"What’s that music?", Elias says.
Jun 19, 2025 5:58 am
"Sounds pretty similar to what was coming out of Veronica."

Justice said as he joined in the conversation drinking a tin cup of instant coffee he had made upon waking. He fished out his pack of cigarettes and pulled on free, sealing the pack and tucking it away before lighting the sachet.

"Hear isn't really the right word though is it? If I plug my ears its still there. But it is definitely coming from Elias now." He took a contemplative drag on his cigarette.

Kowalski also took the time to light up a smoke offering only a grunt in affirmative as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

Messer followed suit and looked over Elias curiously. "You haven't put on your glasses yet." The doctor remarked as he broke out a file on Elias. "Haven't seen you blow your nose today either. How are you feeling?"
OOC:
Reminder, Elias hasn't felt this good in years. Or perhaps ever.

Veronica is likewise experiencing no ill effects though she is quite hungry. She doesn't feel invincible anymore.
Jun 21, 2025 7:24 pm
"Who’s to say? Tired I guess?", he says and touches the top of his head. The glasses weren’t there. In fact he hadn’t even noticed he wasn’t wearing them. He blinks in shock. "You’re right. I must of forgot them." He wander over to his sleeping bag and finds them under his sack. He picks them up and puts them on. The room becomes a impressionistic painting, all paint dabs and blur but no clarity. He takes them off. "I…". He puts them back on and the quickly takes the off again. "My eyes…I can see without them. I can see with out them!
Last edited June 21, 2025 7:25 pm
Jun 21, 2025 8:49 pm
"Interesting." Messer mumbles as he scratches some notes on a card. He approaches the MALP and grabs his field medicine kit. "I am going to take a blood sample. Lets also do a vision test. Doesn't sound like there'a anything wrong, but it sure is odd that your vision inproved." That was the doctor's way of showing concern. "Mind if we wait 30 minutes or so before hoofing it, Top?" He asked Veronica directly.
Jul 3, 2025 4:49 pm
SG Field Report – Lt. Veronica Rodriguez
Location: Off-world Site
Timestamp: 05:47 Local

"To Command,

We’ve had a breach—internal and deeply troubling. I was compromised by an unknown alien entity. The possession lasted approximately 12 hours. During that time, my physical and mental faculties were enhanced—sharper reflexes, heightened awareness, a sense of absolute clarity. It felt... invincible. But the control wasn’t completely mine.

During the night, the entity transferred itself into Elias Duclair. He can now see without glasses and a strange music seems to emanate from him. The transition seems to have happend in a dream state, it was non-violent but deliberate. He’s currently under medical observation. Vitals are stable.

We have reason to believe the life form is intelligent, highly adaptive, and possibly hostile. Its motives are unclear, but the precision of its movement suggests intent, not instinct. At this moment we cannot clearly see the connection between the entity, the fungi and the...Nazi travellers, we reported on earlier.

We are not returning to Earth until we understand what we’re dealing with. Risk of contamination—biological, psychological, or technological—is too high. Requesting immediate guidance on protocol for containment of non-corporeal parasitic entities. If such a thing even exists in the manual.

Until then, we hold position. We’ll eat, check the perimeter, and start a sweep of the nearby ruins. This planet may hold answers. Or more questions.

Rodriguez out."
Last edited July 3, 2025 4:49 pm
Jul 5, 2025 7:58 pm
Elias hears the report and startles, "What are you talking about? I don’t hear any. Then he stops. His eyes widen as the music hits his ears.
Jul 5, 2025 9:31 pm
Asher, perhaps cynically, is a little more relieved that Elias lacks combat training and is less likely to be a threat. Maybe.

Keeping his tone light, he tries to calm the man down.

"It seems like Lieutenant Rodriguez had no issues so I expect you'll be fine as well. Sit tight as Messer checks you. I'll see about getting some more rations for you if you end up being as hungry as she was."

He rubs the back of his neck, their night of sleep here ending poorly with their shared vision or dream.

"With your approval Rodriguez, I propose we resupply at the gate and then head to the civilization signs identified near the water."
Jul 6, 2025 4:42 am
O'Niell's reply was short but to the point. "I think that's a fine idea Rodriguez. The idea of you being physically enhanced by a parasite is..." He took a beat to find the right word. "... disconcerting. From what brief I recieved from the eggheads back here, there are some things hormonally that changed. But they assured me it wouldn't be permanent. Dr. Messer will probably find them fascinating at any rate." His tone conveyed his annoyance at the scientific appraisal. "We have the historians peering over what intelligence remains of the Nazi Wunderwaffen programs. But their involvement seems a bit beyond the pale. If you do encounter any of them, you have clearance to do whatever you deem necessary, Captain. Aim High. Stargate Actual, over and out."

The reply contained several files of images, addressed to Justice, as well as an analysis of the blood sample Messer had transmitted during the night from Veronica. The images were not secured, clearly visible to anyone who wanted to view them. Only Messer's command key would open the patient file.

Justice had been standing nearby Veronica, likely awaiting his package. "Veronica, I had taken close up high definition photography of the engravings in the fist and second floors construction. They reminded me of something I had seen at Bravo site. So if you don't mind I would like to look at them closely. I don't know if you had seen my PowerPoint on Bravo site, it is the oldest known human heritage site and I am eager to see if my hypothesis is right. It could tell us a lot about the people who made this tower." Justice had been quiet since seeing the tower, but now seemed eager and animated.

Messer was doing reflex tests on Elias, vision tests, and had taken a blood sample. He was taking many notes. "Your blood pressure is excellent. Resting heart rate would make an olympic runner jealous as well. Not that they were bad before, but these numbers are way off your baseline. And you still don't have any congestion?" Messer didn't seem concerned, more perplexed. Elias hadn't been a paragon athlete, but his vitals would put them to shame.

Kowalski set to stowing gear, anticipating Veronica would go with Asher's suggestion.
Jul 6, 2025 5:47 pm
"No Doc, I feel great. Feel like I could hike all day. You really think we’ll run into any more Nazis? The living kind?", Elias says taking a deep breath in time with the music emanating from his body. Odd, his whole body felt in sync with the music.

"After we take those pictures, what should we do? Look for more structures?"

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