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THE CHIMERA'S TALE
"A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality."
Something stirs in the air of Emiri. By now, the strange transmission is everywhere. People are actually beginning to talk about it, though in the quietest sense of the word. Anything in public areas will immediately be ignored, and even then, rumors are quickly snuffed out by the presence of the authorities, who have doubled in number due to the fact Federick Link has gone missing. Questions about his disappearance will not be answered or tolerated; anyone who attempts to even mention the name will be arrested and immediately detained. However, repercussions of Link mysteriously vanishing can be felt planet-wide.
All interplanetary travel has been suspended until further notice. Transportation between cities and from city to Moira (and vice versa) are still possible, but every movement is now heavily monitored. Don't be surprised if you suddenly find yourself stopped or detained for questioning or someone goes through your things. The same night Link goes missing, those aboard the Moira experience a dream or vision. Yet, no one planet-side will even begin to know what is being said if someone decides to ask about them.
 DREAM #1The dream begins with the character's interpretation of a happy relationship, one filled with love and respect. It fades to show the image of Link'd Inc and what they are capable of, the comfort that comes from finding that perfect someone, and the boy's face can be seen, smiling and consoled by the fact that he has done this. He is responsible for this union and will continue to do whatever it takes for others to experience that same joy. Yet, this content will be ruined if the Komai are allowed to persist in spreading these lies of theirs. He wants you to know that they are wrong, that they are simply trying to chase you away from the possibility of a perfect future.
Waking up is quiet, peaceful. There is an urge to stay that overshadows the panic slowly seeping through the ranks, and the only question in your mind is why would you want to leave?
 DREAM #2The dream begins with your character's interpretation of a failed relationship, one filled with pain and hardship. It fades to show the image of the Komai and what they are trying to stop, the chaos that comes from being forced into a match, and the girl's face can be seen, frowning and upset by the misery that comes from what she has done. She is responsible for this union and does not want to continue to do whatever it takes for others to experience this heartache. Yet, this sorrow will continue if Link'd Inc persists in spreading these lies of theirs. She wants you to know that they are wrong, that they are simply trying to force you into a possibility of a broken future.
Waking up is loud, violent. There is an urge to leave that overshadows the panic slowly seeping through the ranks, and the only question in your mind is why haven't we left yet?
☄ HARASHANNormally a bright jewel of Emirian culture, Harashan is looking rather ragged in the days that follows the transmission. Members of the Komai, or perhaps sympathizers looking to vent their frustrations, have tagged several buildings and public places with graffiti. Symbols of the Komai are everywhere, as well as denunciations of Link'd Inc in general. BROKEN LINKS? LET'S BREAK THE WHOLE DAMN CHAIN. DOWN WITH LINK! LOVE CAN'T BE FOUND IN A TEST! FREE THE CHILDREN!
The mood is tense. Occasionally, security will try and enforce the law and errant artists can be seen being dragged away. Onlookers appear either suspicious and fearful, and children are virtually nonexistent on the streets. Things are slowly beginning to reach a boiling point, and if one of those trouble makers happens to pin the blame on you, don't say there wasn't ample time to get away.☄ AVELLEThe nightlife is everything. Welcome to Club Supernova.
Once inside, it's difficult to see who is who and what's happening between patrons. The music is loud, the lights are flashing, and it's a hypnotic craze that is easy to be swept up in. Yet, not everyone is having a good time. Perhaps an hour or two into the evening, you notice someone out of place at the bar. Their clothes are dirty, body language almost nervous. With the bartender turned, you watch them slip something into the drinks lined up along the bar. If you go to confront them, they will react in one of two ways. One: they will attempt to cause a commotion in order to slip away. Give chase if you think you can catch them, but inevitably, they will be lost somewhere outside. Two: they whisper "Don't stay here." and promptly bite down hard, the capsule hidden in their mouth breaking and killing them. ☄ ST. MURTELThere's nothing abnormal about a check-up, now is there? You go in, the doctor looks you over, and then you're on your way without much fuss. Yet, what happens when a routine check-up - part of the all-inclusive deal of having taken the Link'd Inc survey - takes a strange turn?
The nurse tells you that your doctor will be right in, but ten minutes turns to thirty, and thirty into an hour. If you choose to leave the room in search of some assistance, you'll discover that the halls are oddly empty; no nurses, doctors, or other patients anywhere around. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice movement, a quick flash of white—it's a child running in the opposite direction. When (or if) you reach the child, some of you may recognize them, some of you may not. The girl begs you for help, tells you that she doesn't want to do this anymore, but before you have the chance to respond, you're surrounded by officials who take the child away. If you try to stop them from taking the girl, you will be detained and sent back to the Moira with further instructions never to set foot in St. Murtel ever again.Eventually, the captains will come to the crew about finding the Komai in order to do whatever they have to so they can leave. Yet, they know it isn't safe for the entirety of the crew to be split up among the cities and would prefer to search one place--for both safety and a possible quick get-away. There will be a meeting in the mess hall asking for input and to share what anyone has seen or information that might not have been public knowledge to the rest of the crew. This is a ship-wide announcement, so anyone is free to attend.
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thisavrou_log2016-01-21 10:46 pm
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[The holoform looks back ahead.]
How quickly can you run?
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Of Earth, yes.
[ And she's really not sure she likes the sound of that. Behind them, the voices seem to be growing louder, companions joining the first man in shouting. ]
Pretty fast. Is that the plan?
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[The holoform picks up the pace. Some distance between them and the escalating crowd would be ideal.]
You should know that I am using a solid-light avatar, and injury to a projection isn't lethal. If you see a chance to escape, take it.
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All right.
[ A little further on and a poorly aimed bottle sails through the air, missing Lara's head by a fraction of an inch. She flinches reflectively, turning. Another shout goes up and the gang surges towards them. ]
Shit!
[ And that seems like a good queue to start running. ]
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This way.
[The holoform bolts ahead towards one of the narrower alleyways between the buildings.]
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She revises that opinion slightly when a rock whizzes past her head. She bolts through the mouth of the alley, past a pair of trash cans that she bumps into hard as she passes, knocking them over and into the path of the men following them. ]
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[But Megatron doesn't seem too concerned, and instead focuses on materializing a weapon in the holoform's hands. A few months ago it may have been an actual gun, or a medieval-looking mace...]
[A cane instead shimmers into existence, bearing a Decepticon badge, and he quickly realizes he may have to get a bit creative. The appreciation of the metaphor can come later.]
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She had made due with less.
Lara grabs the bottle first, spinning on her heel and hurling it without a moments hesitation into the oncoming mob. The sound of it hitting someone with a meaty Thwak was satisfying at least. Without taking her eyes off the crowd, she grabbed the pipe and another bottle. ]
Right! Come on then!
[ The show of willing force seemed to throw the gang at least. These were not the killing hardened Solarii, but normal people, driven by mob mentality. But didn't that make them just as dangerous? Didn't matter now. Someone shouted something indistinct, but apparently encouraging and the mob surged forward. ]