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"I used to live in a room of mirrors, and all I could see was me..."
The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and nothing is familiar.
Those that arrive will find they have a very short amount of time to actually adjust to time on the Moira before the ship is preparing to enter the orbit of a nearby planet. Shifts in gravity are normal, but for the most part, things carry on as usual.
WELCOME TO EMIRI
Despite recent events, it seems things are slowly coming to a standstill. As the Moira comes closer to this new planet, the Captains relay a message to the crew informing them that they are required to dock and stay on Emiri for an indeterminate amount of time due to the nature of its most prized resource: matchmaking. Although it is universally known by many other names, Emiri is a central hub for pairing others with their true intended—or second self. Each crew member will be asked to participate in a series of MANDATORY tests - both physical and mental - so that their profile may be uploaded into an efficient database before being allowed to explore what Emiri has to offer. Curious about the process? Don't be! Side effects to these simple tests are rare, and while some of them may be lengthy, the majority of them are timely, efficient, and short.
However, the company responsible for this modern miracle is well-known, especially throughout Emiri, and each Morian should verse themselves as to exactly who they are and what they do.LINK'D INC.
The Art of Once
Link’d Inc. knows that finding your second self isn’t easy, so we take the guesswork out of it for you. If you’re looking for love, a perfect genetic match, a person to help you build an empire, or something more, you’ve come to the right place. Link’d Inc. runs mental and physical screenings and performs a background analysis--all at your discretion. Immediate customization of a detailed profile is ready for you in seconds.
This profile is then calibrated into our system and cross-examined with over 99.9 billion others. We’ll find you your second self, the perfect counterpart, the very first try. It’s the chance of a lifetime. It’s the life you deserve. It’s... The Art of Once.These are some of the many different sorts of advertisements found throughout Emiri describing the corporation responsible for this advanced science. Its founder, Frederick Link, is not easily contacted, but there is some information available about him. Anyone that asks will be told bits and pieces of the following: Frederick Link searched the universes for his perfect match, only to be met with disappointment and loneliness. A businessman at heart, but a romantic to his very core, Link decided to take that perceived failure and channel it into a company that could provide others with the very thing he longed for: the perfect second self. Two years into development, during a trial run, Link was matched with a woman from a neighboring galaxy, and they’ve been together ever since. A prosperous thirty year relationship shows that the methods of Link’d Inc. can provide a person with love, romance, a business and life partner, or anything else that one might need. Whether they hear all of it is determined by how much the crew explores the vast cities of Emiri, which are connected to one another by a railway system that makes travel quick and simple. There are also numerous other modes of transportation that range from cars and trucks to boats and bicycles.HARASHANCommercial & Professional
Map of HarashanPopulation: ~ 7.28 million
Major Landmark: The Aerospace
Literacy Rate: 95%
Harashan is the main district for education and learning. There are countless programs and schools offered to those of varying races and ethnicities throughout the galaxy. Want to learn another language? Perhaps brush up on some of the arts that were never quite mastered? This is the place to perfect things that need a bit of fine tuning. It is also the main business capital and transportation hub of Emiri—the aerospace is located centrally, a busy place that monitors the comings and goings of every ship. The Link'd Inc. corporate office can be found here, as well as its chains and subsidiaries (i.e., screening facilities and health services). Their motto is: Finding your second is a business strategy. Get it right the first time.☄ DATING 101: Someone thinks you need a little more education before meeting your one and only because you're now being forced to attend reform school. Ettiquette, dining, dancing, and more, there are countless lessons you'll be taught and tested over through the course of your stay on Emiri. Perhaps you won't be so unlucky and have someone to share in the experience. ( 01.01 - 01.17 ) ☄ BOARDED UP: Crew members located in this city will be passed a flier by an unrecognizable stranger who is immediately swallowed up in the crowd of Harashan; being able to follow them will be impossible. Yet, the thin paper has nothing on it but a specific address. Asking some of the locals eventually leads to an abandoned station on the outskirts of the city in the opposite direction of the Aerospace. It's dirty and falling apart, like the residents of Emiri have completely ignored its existence. There are also signs of a struggle in random areas throughout—black scorch marks, bullet holes, and dried blood stains. Yet, the most noticeable feature is the single flag tacked onto a wall just down a flight of steps that leads to a closed subway system bearing an unfamiliar symbol. What happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Something seems to be brewing beneath the business-driven energy of Harashan. ( 01.18 )
AvelleRomance & Love
Map of AvellePopulation: ~ 2.1 million
Major Landmark: Wem-Run River
Crime Rate: 15%
Avelle is Emiri's second largest city and is centered around those individuals looking for their second based on love compatibility versus the "entire package". However, it differs from Harashan due to its increase in families rather than individuals and is more suburban in its layout. While it does have schools and general places as Harashan does, its most noted feature is the Wem-Run River, which courses through the center of the city. Much of Avelle's energy and livelihood is generated by this natural formation, but the water is not drinkable. Their motto is: Finding your second is finding your soulmate. The first time is the only time.☄ FAMILY MATTERS: Congratulations! You've been given the keys to a new place of your very own, completely furnished and with no strings attached. But there's always a catch, right? Well. It's the starting foundation of your new life with your second—regardless of whether or not you've met. So, get settled and get comfortable. You have a while to figure out what you're going to do. ( 01.01 - 01.17 )
☄ BOMBS AWAY: Crew members located in this city will suddenly feel the slightest tremor shake the ground. Depending on how close you are to the Wem-Run River, it might be possible to see the remains of a burning ship. You might even notice the few figures in the water who are immediately swept up by - what appear to be - the authorities of Avelle. If you're further from the water, there will be thick black smoke pouring into the air, and as the crowd begins to grow larger, it's almost impossible to see what happens across the river. Yet, some of the debris will wash ashore eventually, and pieces of the boat will bear an unfamiliar symbol. What happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Why do they whisper Komai? Something seems to be brewing beneath the light-hearted energy of Avelle. ( 01.18 )
St. MurtelGenetic & Biological
Map of St. MurtelPopulation: ~ 867,000
Major Landmark: Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab
Success Rate: ERROR
Unlike other cities across Emiri, St. Murtel's access is extremely limited and monitored closely. It is the center of medicial-related queries as well as laboratories and other screening facilities. Physical and mental conditioning and other educations are held in the pristine buildings of St. Murtel due to its heavy focus on pairing people from a genetic level to "create a better future". The streets are clean despite the vast highways that runs either side of the center of the city. Settled between these busy roads is the Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab. Their motto is: Finding your second is for the future. A perfect legacy is only born once.
☄ INFANT POSSIBILITIES: The future is closer than you think! With help from several Link'd Inc. sources, you can now know what your offspring will look like. Accessing the system is easy, and all candidates who have been logged through Link'd Inc.'s matching process will be available to view by anyone. Not the most precious thing you've ever seen? Don't worry! There are even programs that assist with altering what those genes may produce so that you can have exactly what you've always wanted. ( 01.01 - 01.17 )
☄ CUFFED: Crew members located in this city will notice an unrest arising within the people slowly gathering outside the Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab. Upon closer inspection, it seems the authorities have been contacted due to some sort of threat, and if you look even closer, that "threat" is a person being arrested and detained for questioning. What might strike you as odd is the an unfamiliar symbol inked into the back of their jacket and the shout the stranger gets out before being shoved into a locked vehicle. "The Komai won't stop until it's over!" What's happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Who was that person and what did they mean? Something seems to be brewing beneath the strict energy of St. Murtel. ( 01.18 )
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thisavrou_log2016-01-01 12:09 am
bruh
It left him momentarily breathless. A feat, considering his distinct lack of lungs.
"Papyrus?" he finally managed, squinting against the blue light. Sans's voice was as even as ever, now that the brief hitch in his breathing was behind him. Whatever was going on, the last thing he wanted was for Papyrus to think something was wrong. "Is that you...?"
BROTHER!!!
And yet, here they were, whole and alive and perfectly safe, and he crosses to meet up with Sans in a few long strides. "Thank goodness! Not that I was worried, of course!"
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Still, Sans had to play the big bro once in a while. "You okay?" He asked, lowering his voice slightly. "I mean, not that I'm worried, but. Y'know. Gotta ask."
Now that he was getting a look around, well... there were a lot of humans. More than Sans was strictly comfortable with, especially with Papyrus in front of him, providing an unsettling living contrast to the memory of his dust mixing with fresh snow.
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Maybe he was laying it on a little thick, but Sans tended to take him at his word.
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Papyrus occasionally remembered things he shouldn't have any business knowing. This could be more of that. Another echo; different, but not new.
That had to be it.
"Well, we better keep sharp. Don't want to get into treble." Sans winked, awaiting the inevitable groan before continuing. "Talked to anyone else yet?"
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"Oh, yes! I met a plant-Steven, and a lady with a gun, and a strange fuzzy creature that called himself a Lombax. I think he might be a confused puppy, though."
Sans's stress was subtle, but he'd lived with him too long to fail to catch it. He gave Sans a light slap on the back and grinned at him. Don't worry so much, brother. The Great Papyrus does not intend to fail twice.
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"More monsters is good for us, right?"
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"Anyway!" Another pat on the back, along with a slight push to get Sans moving. "We should probably get out of here and see what the rest of the place is like. Come along, Sans!"
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He let out a yawn that was only slightly exaggerated. After the day he'd had, well, Sans really was tired.
"Can we stop off by the sleeping quarters first? I wanna get to acquainted with my bunk. This is the start of a long and fruitful relationship between us. I want to do it right, y'know?"
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And maybe, considering where he'd just come from, he wanted to hang close to Sans just a little longer.
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Hell, Sans had enough of humans for the year.
"Alright, fair point." Sans tapped uselessly at his MID. These really did not work that well for fleshless folk, did they? Standing a little closer to Papyrus than he might normally, Sans nudged at his brother. "Lead on, dude."
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Sans froze, eye sockets fixed on the observatory window that greeted them down a short hallway. Without tearing his gaze away, he absently reached up to wind his fingers in Papyrus's scarf and tug.
"Bro. Papryus. Look."
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He had been turning toward Sans as he spoke, more to give him the full force of his exasperation at stopping already, but then he caught the same view that had stopped his brother.
A vast array of stars sparkling in the largest, darkest field either of them had ever seen, and looming close, a strange planet.
Lacking the experience or perspective to fully grasp what he was looking at, he turned to Sans with questions written all over his face. Was it a sky? Was it dangerous? What did it all mean?
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And now here he was again, staring into a wholly different inky blackness. One that under other circumstances, would fill most monsters to the brim with hope. Monsters were weird, after all. No matter how far they strayed from childhood, the stories of wishing on stars never quite lost their appeal.
Finally letting his grip slip on Papyrus's scarf, Sans let his hand fall down to his side. Unknowingly, he began clenching his fist.
Sans didn't have answers for Papyrus.
Not quite yet.
He needed a minute.
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So he fell silent and stepped up, joining Sans by the window and admiring the view. Even if what exactly he was looking at hadn't clicked yet, it was breathtaking.
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"Well, heh." Sans chuckled, thinly. "They did say we were in space, after all. Guess I shouldn't be surprised."
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"It's a space ship, Pap." He squinted up at his brother, equal parts fond and bemused. "The only fish you're going to see out there are starfish."
A beat.
"'Cuz those are stars."
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He didn't even bother gracing that terrible pun with the usual show of annoyance.
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While they may have traded one prison for another, this was a definite improvement over the cramped cave they called home. Papyrus spent so much time dreaming of freedom, so much time planning for the surface, and now that they were this close, well. In Sans's opinion, his brother was shining far brighter than any of the stars outside.
"Well? What do you think?"
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When he finally got his fill of the view (for now) he turned back to Sans, still emotional as his eyesockets brimmed with inexplicable tears.
"How did we get free? And where are all the others??"
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How could anyone kill him?
"I, uh... I dunno, man." He finally turned back to the glass, smile dimming slightly. The others. Probably long gone now, if Sans had to guess. Swallowed up by the demonic child's rage and mercilessness. Sans and Papyrus were spared, but if the others weren't here already...
"They'll probably show up in the next few days." Sans knew so little of this place and how it worked, that hell. Maybe he wasn't as much of a liar as he felt like. "Just gotta be patient, that's all."
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He grinned at Sans and nodded eagerly. "Of course! If we made it here, then it's only a matter of time before the others find the way!"
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He probably deserved better. He definitely deserved better. But unfortunately for them both, Sans was all he had.
"C'mon." Sans nudged, after a few more minutes of awed stargazing. "There's a whole ship to explore. Let's get to it."
It was one of the few times in their lives that Sans was the one pushing his baby brother to get moving, but hey. Guilt could be a pretty powerful motivator.