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"Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us."
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. Shortly after, you are led out and toward the medbay.
Inside this room, you are given a physical scan and offered a contract to sign that states you are now part of the crew of the Moira with a specific job. This process consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health, and afterwards, you are given your MID, a device that is integrated into your hand with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters.
Having left Amissis-Re behind, tensions among crew members have continued to escalate into ship-wide consequences, and recognizing the need for some separation among those aboard the Moira, the Captains make the unanimous decision to deviate from their present course to a "nearby" planet that is notable for such popular distractions. While it is not a permanent solution, measures are being taken to monitor the crew's morale much more closely. New arrivals will be treated as they always are; yet, now, more than ever, it is important to stress the balance of working together toward their goal of reaching their destination so that everyone will return home.
WELCOME TO COLLECTIVES ASH3 - BF3 - CLF5
The Collective is a paradise resort located far from any other neighboring planets to offer the most leisurely experience possible to its patrons. Artificially created for multiple uses, it is divided into separate locales interconnected with a tubing transport system that is so fast and efficient that it’s like being teleported to the next area. Extensive mapping can be found at various intersecting points to offer some direction, and there are even recognizable adverts from a very familiar stop months before spread out across the Collective. Whether looking to explore or to simply shed the weight of anxiety, there are plenty of opportunities to be found within ASH3, BF3, and CLF5.
All crew members are given a card from the Captains that has an unlimited amount of credits on it. Organized through trade, these allow Moirans access to any of the luxuries that the Collective has to offer aside from the purchase of items considered weapons due to the escalation of recent events. Food, clothes, trinkets, or even a full spa experience—the limits, otherwise, are endless. The Captains emphasize that this is time to relax and take a break from the grind that is living and working on a spaceship as unique as the Moira.
☄ B.E.A.C.H! THE BEST ESCAPE ANYONE CAN HAVE!
For those seeking a fun time, the Collective offers a variety of activities on ASH3. There are multiple beaches to enjoy as well as beachside kiosks offering drinks, beach toys and surf equipment for those a little more sports-minded. The tide washes in beautiful shells to collect, and there are always life-guards on duty to make sure everyone stays safe while enjoying their time on the beach. ASH3 offers a safe and friendly environment with plenty of fun in the sun for everyone. There is also a boardwalk full of restaurants, bars and plenty of games and entertainment for when you want to step off the sand but don’t want to give up being out in the sun.For those who can’t or won’t bear the sun, ASH3 also offers a thriving night life on both beach and boardwalk. There are midnight boat tours to view the bioluminescent schools of fish native to the island and bonfire dance parties that go long into the mornings. On the boardwalk, all shops are open until midnight as well as many clubs and social spots where crew can mingle with other tourists in the area.
So you don’t like the sand. It’s too hot, and it gets everywhere. Then hop onto one of the many transportation systems, slip into some warmer clothes, and take to the slopes. More experienced crew can immediately dive in, but those who need help can take lessons on how to ski or snowboard. There’s hot cocoa, sleds, snowball fights, and the occasional person making a snow angel (or snow person). ASH3 also has areas for rock climbing, sky diving, base jumping, bodyboarding, canoeing, hang gliding, jetskis, mountain biking, hiking, and much more.
☄ WHEN I SHOP, THE WORLD GETS BETTER Not everyone enjoys shopping, but this Collective entices even the most frugal and reluctant into spending their credits here. In fact, the Captains are encouraging this. They give the explicit “order” to buy whatever you want for yourself and your fellow crew members, but more than that, to consider making purchases to better the ship. Is there any area of the Moira that needs spruced up? Maybe some fresh paint in the mess hall,or new furniture in the decks? Maybe some fancy curtains for all those windows on the observation deck, or a few throw pillows? New pots and pans for the kitchen might be something to add to this list as well as equipment for the rec area, or whatever else you think BF3 will have to help increase comfort aboard the Moira.
To enhance your shopping experience, the technology here allows you to try on clothes without lifting a hand. The food here is an unlimited spread of gourmet dining to comfort food and every dessert you can think of. When you’re finished with your purchases, have all your packages and larger items delivered back to the ship for you.
☄ TREAT YO SELF The accommodations on the Collective of CLF5 are as unique as they come. Lodging is available for those who want to sleep in an environment that’s underwater or perhaps those who desire something as simple as a soft bed. No matter what kind of room you want to purchase for the night, it’ll be available here, and the only true limit is the imagination. When you aren’t relaxing in a hotel room, you’ll find that there are numerous spas and hair salons that offer varied services. Gold face masks rejuvenate your skin, the Ever Young™ Spa can make you look ten years younger with one treatment, and the mud baths are known across the universes for making you feel youthful and refreshed. If you’re looking for a new hairstyle or to relax, this Collective is the place for you to spend those hard-earned credits.
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thisavrou_log2016-06-01 12:20 am
Liquid Snake | ota
Liquid's probably needed a vacation for a while. He's still a bit annoyed at himself after Del Pascia, and he really doesn't want to think about what he left behind on Amissis-Re.
So he's actually pretty damn surprised when it looks like a vacation is exactly what they're getting. Now those swim trunks he got in the mail make perfect sense.
He's wearing said swim trunks (dark grey with a radioactive symbol pattern, of course), and he's already constructed himself something of a sandcastle. It's impressive, not in design, but in size. It might not look like much of a castle, but one could call it something like a fortress.
He'd appreciate it being called that, anyway. He's sitting there patting more sand onto the giant thing, smoothing it out and going for more. "Are you going to stare, or are you going to assist?"
[2. WOAH, WE'RE GOING TO IBIZA (AS3)]
Thumping bass, a distinctive sort of "oontz", and is that a hoover? The lights are down, the glowsticks are out, and Liquid Snake's in the middle of it, looking like he's having a fine time. Look, he's dancing. Maybe Liquid hadn't intended to end up at a rave of all things, but now that he's here, he doesn't plan on going anywhere.
There is probably nothing stranger than seeing Liquid Snake raving. At least not in the fun dancing sort of way. And if anyone gives him shit for it, he is likely to try to kill them.
Just enjoy the party. Liquid sure is.
[3. WE'RE S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G (BF3)]
Of course when Liquid went shopping he headed straight to whatever weapons he could find.
And found none of his infinite credit would work on them. So of course he's a little steamed.
"What? No weapons? What the hell?" All this money (infinite money!), and he can't even buy any weapons? What's the point, then?
The point is to take a vacation, but still. Sure, he's amassed a nice little collection already, but it's the principle of the thing. If he can't directly buy the weapons, though, maybe he can buy something he can use as one anyway. Or, hell, just buy something to decorate the room a bit more. Shop off his anger.
"Well, fine, I'm great at improvising. Let's see what else they've got."
[4. FASHION (TURN TO THE LEFT) (BF3)]
Liquid isn't a big fan of the Moira uniforms. He's only ever seen wearing his when he's meant to, and when that's done, off it goes and he puts on his usual gear. He doesn't like spending more time in those than he has to.
Even if he cleans them often and he has a spare, though, it's still the same trench coat, same pair of pants. As much as he doesn't want to admit it, maybe he needs to update his look a little.
No shirts, though. Never shirts.
"How's this look?" It's a trenchcoat, but at least it's a black one this time. Look, he's branching out. Into being a goth, apparently.
Give him points for trying.
[5. WE HUNGER (BF3)]
Liquid isn't really a picky eater. It's hard to be when you sometimes have to survive on what you can find. And he's been doing that on and off since he was a child. He can scavenge and hunt with the best of them.
So he'll pretty much eat anything. He's got a big appetite (possibly something in his genes, even), and he plans to try out every goddamn restaurant he can while he's here.
Well, except those weird ones that only give you the world's tiniest amount of food. What are they even thinking?
He glances around to see what's there, and what he might want to hit up later. But for now... "What do you say we find the biggest buffet they've got and give them a run for their money?"
[6. WILDCARD]
[He's going to be running all over this stupid resort, even when he's got the creepy mask. HE WILL NOT LET THINGS GET IN THE WAY OF HIS FUN. Plot with me, here or on plurk @
1. vacation, all i ever wanted
"What are we defending against?" she asks, head cocked to one side like a little bird. She's more focused on the fortress than the man building it.
Paz herself is in the bikini she arrived onboard the Moira in.
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He glances over at her without any recognition. He's never met her, of course; when everything with her was going down he was busy being a two year old insurance policy. He might have a couple of colorful plastic buckets and shovels next to him, he might be playing in the sand, but he looks serious as hell right now.
He also looks a hell of a lot like Big Boss would if he shaved his stupid beard, had two functioning eyes, and had long blond hair. Go figure.
"Really, I'm just trying to see how big I can make this thing. Care to join?"
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You look like someone I know.
There's no use in saying that, because there's two scenarios here. Either the resemblance is coincidental, in which case saying anything is awkward at best, and completely weird at worst.
Or it isn't coincidental. And in that, saying anything at all about it is tantamount to suicide, no matter the reason why.
"Oh, certainly," is what she says instead, and cheerfully reaches for a bucket and shovel. "Let us create the safest place on the entire beach!"
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"Hey man, what is with the sour face?"
Niko walked in, bee-lined over to the guy he recognized, and then eyed up Liquid's current choice of gear. It wasn't his particular style, but Niko wasn't usually one for trenchcoats. Leather jackets, though? Those he stopped to eye for a bit.
"Looks like someone shat on your day, friend." As ever, the Slav was elegant with his speech.
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Cue laugh track.
Still, yeah, he'd been frowning something fierce since the news that the cards worked on everything but what he always liked to stock up on. "Can you believe they won't let us buy weapons? All the money in the world and we've still got restrictions." Not that there'd be much of a selection in a resort planet but still.
He shook his head. "Suppose I just need a bit of 'retail therapy' in the end." And that's why he was here. Sort of.
"You out on a shopping spree too?"
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Maybe Niko had an odd paranoia about places where he couldn't immediately see crime. "I am glad I picked up what I did back in Liberty City then. Sure these are space weapons, but? I'm pretty fond of my own stuff.
"Oh, I did commission a sniper rifle from the armory. Laser sights and fire, so no jerking when taking a shot." All this shop talk as he tried that jacket on in front of a mirror. Turned to look at it from two angles. And then flopped his arms uncertainly, like he wasn't sure about it.
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Maybe he just wanted to be ultra-prepared, just in case. And what fun was having unlimited funds if he couldn't buy everything he liked?
"I visited somewhere with a good stock, at least. For some reason it never occurred to me to see what I could get from the armory." Maybe if he needed something specific.
He took a look at a display, then a nearby rack, then he looked over at Niko, nodding at his choice of jacket despite the guy's unsure body language. "Looks good."