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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
Sunny | Wings of Fire | OTA
Sunny can't pretend she fully understands everything in the information file she just read, but on the bright side, taking the time to read it has let her calm down a little. And from what she can understand, everybody else here has been brought here from somewhere else, too, and they need to work together to get home. That, at least, is something she can focus on, even if she can't go home right now.
This, she thinks, was definitely not in the prophecy.
She tries to keep herself occupied, for now, making her way around the Moira and trying to get used to its strange interior. The hallways are so huge, and yet the ship is full of little scavengers, scurrying around in the busy sort of way scavengers always do. Most of them look just like ordinary scavengers, even though they can talk, but their clothes are like nothing she's ever seen before. She keeps getting distracted staring at them in fascination... Which, coming from a dragon the size of a horse, might be a little bit alarming.
B: AT THE BEACH
Sunny loves the sand. The beach isn't the desert, sure, but the addition of sea to the winning combination of sand and sun hardly ruins it, and after a few days spent under the Moira's artificial light Sunny's only too happy to sink her talons into the sand and soak up some rays. She spreads her wings out wide and settles down on the beach with a happy sigh. Her 30-foot wingspan kind of takes up more than her fair share of the beach -- but then, her golden scales are pretty much the same colour as the sand. Hopefully nobody tries to put a rug or a deck chair down on top of her.
C: SHOPPING
If the Moira itself was overwhelming, this is even more so. Sunny barely manages to go from one shop to the next without having to stop over and over to gape at all the things on offer. It's like the Scorpions' Den, except that at least there she could work out what most of the things on sale were for. Some things – jewellery, cushions, decorations – are pretty straightforward, but gadgets? Fancy toys? The colossal array of different clothes? You'll probably find Sunny taking up too much space in one of any number of different shops, turning things over in her talons in curious confusion.
[I'll match format if you'd prefer brackets to not brackets – & if there's anything else specific you'd like to do with Sunny feel free to hit me up!]
B
Woo!!
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He sits up, blowing sand out of his vents and then looks around at the strange creature--is that a dinobot?--that he'd run over.]
Sorry! I totally didn't... see you there.
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I don't think it's too bad. What... what happened?
[It kind of happened too quickly for her to really make head or tail of it. Did he... step on her...? Or what...?]
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Uh, I dunno? I ran over part of you or something? Are you okay?
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{She stretches out her wing. It looks okay...
She glances back at him.]
Oh, are you from the Moira too?
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A.
She was here.
He almost couldn't bring himself to click on her name and pull up the photo, terrified it wasn't going to be here, terrified that it was. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he finally tapped the display.
She was here.
Starflight was tearing out of the Navigation deck in seconds. He didn't care that he was still on shift, that he was supposed to stay at his post, that he had a responsibility there. He frantically tried to figure out where she would be as he raced through the halls. Medbay? Barracks? He picked a direction at random and hoped for the best. He didn't slow down until he saw her golden scales.
"Sunny?!" he called out as he ran towards her, breathless from running so far. When he reached her there was the briefest hesitation, before he wrapped his arms and wings tightly around her in a desperate hug.
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"Starflight!" She manages to lean back in spite of all the Intense Hugging that's taking place here. Her eyes are bright with gladness. "I didn't know you were here! Are any of the others–?"
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He shook his head, looking apologetic that he had to be the bearer of bad news.
"No one else is here, it's just us so far. It's possible they could show up but I don't think it's very likely."
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It hadn't occurred to her for a second that Starflight might have been here even slightly longer than she had, never mind months longer, but she curled her tail around his anyway. Poor Starflight, she thought. If I'm relieved to see him, he must have been worrying himself silly since he got here.
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"Well, it's just that- so far it's been mostly scavengers. With a few exceptions." He turned toward her with a small smile, "But maybe you're right. Maybe things will be different, now that you're here too." Everything would be different with Sunny here! Everything would be better! He'd never been so happy to see someone in his entire life.
"I missed you so much, Sunny," he admittedly earnestly (and immediately regretted it, why did he say that, he would probably die if she knew how he felt).
"-And, and the others, too. Are they alright? Did the NightWings attack the rainforest?"
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"... Starflight, how long have you been here?"
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A large something, about the size of a horse and covered in scales the color of sungold.
Sam stopped.
Sam blinked.
No that was definitely a dragon in the hall.
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"Sorry! Sorry, I didn't mean to stare! I promise I'm not going to eat you!"
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Sam looked amazed, but he made a brief conscious effort not to look scared. The result was looking like a goober.
Well. An attempt was made.
"Well. Thanks for that. Maybe we should try something a little less violent? Your name could work."
B
"What the -- DRAGON?!"
Suddenly she feels very naked - not just because she actually is, effectively, considering all she's wearing is a pair of rather obnoxious swim trunks, but that's probably for the best in Sunny's case. All her fur's standing on end, to boot, making for a rather comical cat.
those swimming trunks are beautiful
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"I...uh. Y-you jus' startled me. You mean you're not, like, one a them crazy magic-eaters, right? Nothin' like Zhaitan?"
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"Guess there was one who was tryna help, though. Er, sorry. The name's Farlan. Farlan Relichunter."
She bumps her fist to her chest in a quick salute.
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B is for Beach
Unfortunately, she is just shy of missing Sunny's wing when she drops down, her butt landing right on the edge.
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"Sorry–!"
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"...What just happened?" she asks aloud, more to the universe than to anyone in particular. Mainly because she hasn't noticed the giant, sand-coloured dragon yet.