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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-06-01 12:20 am

( june intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: June 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Collectives ASH3 - BF3 - CLF5
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the vacation spot of the Collective.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!

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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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saidsarcastically: (24)

[personal profile] saidsarcastically 2016-06-03 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Delightful. [His dry response reeks of "this sounds way too good to be true".

The only place he had been in without any of those dangers after the bombs fell was...well, the Institute. And he really doesn't need to be thinking of that right now. Especially since, if this place was as good as it sounds, he would want his son here with him.]


Are you kidding? What do you think that annoying ticking sound that's constantly following us around is? [He holds up the arm with the Pip-Boy.] So far it's been quiet.
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[personal profile] bloodbinds 2016-06-03 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I've seen some in magazines. But that was a while ago, so I can't really say if they're still around or how they do it. I used to read a ton of National Geographic when my dad was done with it." Which seems like a lifetime ago, even if it was only five years past. "And it's fine. I'll get one before we go, maybe go swimming with it and see what I can find. I like the hotel idea, though." Definitely something worth checking out...so long as she can find a room that's deep enough that she won't be in any direct sunlight.

Ava gives him a sympathetic glance as they find a place to sit on the boat, finally feeling like she can walk properly and not lose her balance. "That sucks. If you're ever in L.A... In my L.A., I guess. Or yours. You should totally look into it. It's great to just rent a pontoon boat and relax on the water for a few hours, go swimming. Fish, if you want."
pitythefool: (Turn your back on Mother Nature)

[personal profile] pitythefool 2016-06-03 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Not really, no, but Adachi does manage a weak - ]

Y-Yeah, I'm fine. ...Thanks.

[ - before allowing Luke to help him back up. Shit, this is embarrassing. And exactly what happens when you blow through nine months in the boonies letting your skills go to waste. That's what he tells himself, anyway.]

You see which way that guy went?
arcreact: (insufferability)

[personal profile] arcreact 2016-06-03 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Some small, petty part of him wants to argue with "unparalleled", but he's gonna be a bigger person than that just this once. ]

Your Dr. Kuseno isn't here by any chance, is he? It sounds to me like he's the kind of guy I'd like to have a really long, informative coffee date with.
that_cost: (smile: secretly pleased)

[personal profile] that_cost 2016-06-03 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Charlie smiles a tad, listening to the woman speak until she hits the word 'experiment.' Then she tenses up some, briefly, before trying to relax. Not a fan of the word, obviously. There was something too familiar with the idea, that much may be obvious. ]

Hopefully, it's nothing too awful. Maybe they needed a vacation, too?
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[personal profile] saveyourserpent 2016-06-03 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Liquid gave Niko a blank look. "This is my face."

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?"
iseedeadbees: (witness my suave)

[personal profile] iseedeadbees 2016-06-03 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
You know what, Starscream isn't even going to get annoyed. At least not outwardly. He gives Ratchet a little shrug, kind of glad for the distraction from his current ridiculous predicament.

"Nope, none so far. Sorry to disappoint. As far as politics go, actually, things are coming along nicely back on Cybertron. I'll be perfectly honest, it hasn't been entirely smooth, but rebuilding a planet is no small task."
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[personal profile] t65 2016-06-03 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Meanwhile, Luke, far less innately perceptive (and he's just had his eyes closed for an extended period of time) mostly notices the other man's impressive hat. He wonders if they sell those here.]

[He looks around with a pleased expression.]
You have islands on your planet? That sounds wonderful. Is it all like this? [What are multi-biome planets.]
saidsarcastically: (21)

[personal profile] saidsarcastically 2016-06-03 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
Not to mention it's not really his color.

[William takes the bandanna with a nod of thanks before putting it back on the rack he found it. At the very least Dogmeat goes on acting like a dog again, sniffing around - mostly by Han - before deciding the new person is okay and just sits down beside his owner.

William understands the dubiousness. In fact, his tone is anything but "I trust this".]


Right? it's almost as if they're trying to distract us from the fact that we're here against our will.

[He embellishes his point by holding up the card they were given.]
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[personal profile] pushed 2016-06-03 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[She'd probably seen Nick, now shirtless and in a pair of board shorts, belly against the sand as he soaks up the sun. He lifts his head at the sound of her voice, squinting against the bright light.

The stuffed pony is on his back, in an ironic and unplanned twist.
]

That doesn't look like a corn dog. [He doesn't care about SPF, which might explain why she used a lot of lobster red in her latest notebook entry. Nick sits up slowly, getting the pony to hold out to her.] I won it. Sorry it doesn't have wings.
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[personal profile] gladiumetscutum 2016-06-03 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Definitely 'her'.

His reaction to further attention directed at his shirt draws more amusement from her, but okay, if he really likes it that much... Cortana will probably let it go. For now, anyway. Let him enjoy his horrible taste in patterns.

Having gone through the Directory almost first thing on entering the Moira's systems, she's naturally already matched his picture to his first name. It's not something she'll mention, not since they're introducing themselves to one another, and it's possible some people here may not react well to it. ]


A pleasure, Bruce. And it's all right, I'm only teasing. I've gone over what's been happening these last few months and you absolutely do deserve the downtime.

[ It's just that she's the tiniest bit salty because all the relaxation time has left her with far too much free time and far too little crew to get to know. Well, that and that she can't exactly get out there and enjoy herself without having an actual body. ]

I figured I'd catch you eventually. And if you're in a hurry to get back, don't let me keep you. Might as well enjoy that sun while you can get it. We'll have plenty of time to chat in the future, I'm sure.

[ Although, she hopes she can keep him at least a little while. She's interested in discussing the department, as well as his home universe. ]
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[personal profile] saidsarcastically 2016-06-03 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Dogmeat lets out another whine, almost as if he's responding to her.

William laughs it off though, before gesturing to the dog.]


By all means. Fair warning though, I haven't had a chance to bathe him since we got here.

[And given the fact that he trounces around irradiated land sometimes getting covered in blood and sleeps on the ground...well, he's probably a little stinky.]
otiosity: (i glances)

[personal profile] otiosity 2016-06-03 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, I have. Unfortunately, nearly everyone in Kirkwall is starving so even the cannibalistic thieves have nothing to fatten their victims up with. So they just have to eat them skinny.

[Is it a joke? Maybe... It's a little hard to tell from her tone. Then she gives a little shrug.]

Then again, despite the accommodations, I'm not entirely convinced they're going to eat us. So I wonder what they're keeping us happy and alive for.
ninjabike: (Altmode)

3!

[personal profile] ninjabike 2016-06-03 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[There is a blue motorcycle just somehow staring down at you Caboose. Granted she didn't exactly plan to stop and stare, but when someone in armor holding a weapon slams himself into a wall...well it's kinda hard to not stop and stare. Like a trainwreck.]

Seems the wall didn't want to be your friend there champ.
pitythefool: (Blue for all my life)

[personal profile] pitythefool 2016-06-03 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Man, now you're almost starting to sound like my old partner, ahaha!

[He scratches awkwardly at the back of his neck, figuring he should probably elaborate.]

Sorry, sorry. It's just that he used to get on my case about this sort of thing all the time. Before we started working together, I didn't have a single tie in my lineup.
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[personal profile] bloodbinds 2016-06-03 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Setting her bags down, Ava kneels so she can offer both hands for Dogmeat to sniff, let him know she's safe before anything else. She looks up at William as he speaks. ]

That's okay. My parents used to have dogs before we moved into the city. I know they can be smelly.

[ She gives Dogmeat a smile, reaching carefully to rub his ears. ]

He's cute. What did you say he lost?
sparkwhisperer: (pic#10223822)

IM SO READY

[personal profile] sparkwhisperer 2016-06-03 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Tarn barely sees the small organic as he steps directly over her. After a moment, he turns to glare down at her, only to see Alphys staring up at him with the utmost wonder in her tiny eyes. You'd think that someone may have a bit more reservation about coming this close to someone who literally is exiting solitary confinement for brutally murdering one person and maiming another.

Maybe she missed the memo...]


I wonder what could be so fascinating that you feel the need to stand slack-jawed in the center of the hallway.
pitythefool: (For all my life)

[personal profile] pitythefool 2016-06-03 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Hmm? Oh, no. Not really.

[He takes a step backwards and flashes her an apologetic smile.]

But I've gotta admit I'm curious. I mean, it's not every day you find yourself on a spaceship or anything.
otiosity: (sarcasm!!!)

[personal profile] otiosity 2016-06-03 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
You don't?

I mean, back home is a shithole but it's my shithole.

[Hawke... certainly hadn't read anything because learning before she leaps isn't her MO. So she just gives a little shrug.]

Not that I blame anyone for staying. It is impossibly nice.
arcreact: an autobiography by anthony edward stark (how to say and do all the wrong things)

[personal profile] arcreact 2016-06-03 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Nah, kid, nothing personal. It's a good answer.

[ Selfless, self-sacrificing idiots aren't exactly his cuppa. Either way, he's following her in what he presumes is the right direction, as he has no frame of reference anyway. ]

Let's just make this quick, like you said. I need to sit down for - a whole day, probably.
amourtician: (the skirts of the dresses that you wear)

Jay Zimin | OC | OTA and CLOSED

[personal profile] amourtician 2016-06-03 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jay is, frankly, having a ball. He's dressed to the nines, he's got unlimited credit and the sun is shining. What more could he want? He sets out for the Collective in the highest of spirits, locking away thoughts of his sister and Lev and all the things that are gone in a dark cupboard in the dusty recesses of his mind. ]

I. the calm before the storm.

[ Jay is sitting on a bench in the middle of an open-air mall, mouth agape, sunglasses perched halfway down his nose, having slid off. He's rather in shock. He has never seen so many shops in one place. So many upscale shops, to boot! And so many people, so many rich people, spending money. He's astounded.

Seeing a familiar face from the Moira pass, he gestures to them, then sweeps his arms around, to indicate all the capitalist abundance around him.
]

Are you seeing this, darling? This is ... this is incredible!

II. up in smoke.

[ It's the evening, sunset. Jay's lounging in a beach chair in the outside area of a hookah bar, waiting for his order to be brought to him. He's surrounded by shopping bags. Almost too many bags for one man to carry, to be frank.

His gaze is far away, concentrated on the stars. But when he spots a fellow crew member, he's not unlikely to wave them over.
]

Come, darling! Sit down with me. Smoke a little. I ordered rose-flavoured tobacco. You really won't regret it.

III. the pick of the flock.] [ Locked to Kaworu ]

[ The pet store isn't at a mall; it's nestled between a pub and an upmarket beauty salon. Even walking past the open door, one can hear a veritable cacophony of bird calls issue from within. A cheery sign over the door proclaims the place to be called "Feathered Friends" in the local language. Inside, past a mesh barrier with a locked door, the store sells exotic pet birds, from the humble budgie to toucans and macaws.

Jay wanders in out of the sun, but is soon mesmerised. Before long, he's chatting to the lady working on the floor and cooing at the birds sitting patiently on their display stands or playing on the carefully assembled bird-sizes play gyms.

He spots Kaworu hovering outside the store, looking uncertain and kind of lost. Recognising him as someone else from the Moira, Jay waves to him and calls out.
]

Oh, darling! Do come in! Spend some time with the birdies!

IV. avian research. [ Locked to Ginko ]

[ Back on the Moira, Jay leaves his new bird -- still in its travel cage and covered up so it can get some peace -- in his quarters and heads for the library. Apart from the care sheet the lady working at Feathered Friends gave him, he has no idea what to do with birds. But surely the Moira's library will give him a clue?

He sits down on his bed and considers this. Two hours later, he wakes up, apparently having fallen asleep. Cursing, he gets up and uncovers the bird's travel cage, to check up on his new pet.

The bird is doing just fine. It opens one beady eye at him and squawks. Jay's heart melts. He decides he can't bear to leave the creature sitting in his quarters, all alone. He rummages in his shopping bags for the flight-suit he purchased at Feathered Friends and spends some time putting it on the bird. He doesn't get bitten, though the bird does make a few indignant squawks. Overall, he considers the operation a success.

He secures his end of the leash around his wrist, looping it a couple of times to make sure there's no danger of it just slipping off and pats his shoulder.
]

Come on, little bird, up!

[ The bird looks at him, quizzically, crest flared. Then it flattens its crest a little and jumps up onto his shoulder, where it puffs up. Jay beams and sets off for the library.

At the library counter, he rings the bell to get someone's attention, then stands back from the desk and strokes the bird's beak while he waits, talking to it softly. And so Ginko would find him.
]

V. wildcard!

[ See nothing that catches your eye? Feel free to post a starter of your own or contact me at [plurk.com profile] tintamarre and we can figure out a scenario! ]
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Carl Grimes | The Walking Dead | OTA

[personal profile] carltoaction 2016-06-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
I. Arrival
[One minute he was on his knees in a tight situation and the next he was not...for some reason. So Carl stood up, blinking his one eye at his surroundings: the cold walls and some other people around him just as confused as him. He ignores all these things, though, tilting his head to look to his sides for faces he actually recognizes. For his dad, his people, even his enemies just to find something that made sense.

When he sees not a one of them there, however, his lips thin tightly into a line at his displeasure and confusion. It's clearer now, after all, that he's on his own. He has to make a decision of what to do next and the only logical thing that comes to mind is to explore and look for a way out. To ignore everything and everyone else.

Unfortunately, it's not that easy, he finds. The medical exam is mandatory and he resists going with them initially. He refuses to be ushered into the medbay, tells them to leave him alone, even pushes at one them. It's only because they use a small combination of force and promise to tell him more about where he is that he stops eventually to cooperate.

Space is not exactly something he believes when they tell him, but some of the other stuff is easier to swallow. How technology can still be so advanced for a cellular bracelet, to name one thing. The rest of the truth he is sure he'll find on his own, and when they usher him out of the medbay it's exactly what he sets out to look for... even as aimless and lost as he may appear to be.

He heads down all the twists and turns down corridors and enters any room that'll allow him, going any place where there is light on the ship. Call him a little space cowboy spy.]


II. When I Shop
[If there is one thing he knows he needs having just arrived without them is a proper pair of shoes. But the thing about coming from a post-apocalyptic world were most things are pretty scarce and suddenly finding oneself standing in front of many options with unlimited purchase power, as far as Carl is concerned, is that he doesn't even know what to start.

Just peering in from the outside of the shoe shop, he can see the display with sandals and sneakers and rows of shoes beyond that with everything else. Already, he is overwhelmed just by the sight of it and he hasn't even gone in. Great, he thinks, sighing frustratedly to himself, just aloud enough to be heard by anyone passing by.]


How do I choose? [He asks himself and no one in particular. But maybe that's only because he feels it's important to choose a pair that will last the longest now that he has the choice. Or maybe he figures it's a mistake for him to even be thinking to use the free card he was given...]

III. Wildcard
[If none of those work for you, feel free to make up and tag with your own scenario! Not sure what? Plot with me at [plurk.com profile] Naonith.]
pitythefool: (I know how to heal)

[personal profile] pitythefool 2016-06-03 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, no kidding.

[Adachi leans back in his seat, taking a contemplative sip of whatever-it-is he's drinking now.]

I'll admit I wasn't too crazy about all this business at first but it sure as heck beats pushing paper back home, y'know?
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[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-06-03 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"She didn't tell me anything. She showed me." Peter huffs. He considers for a moment trying to vibrate out of his grasp. He's not sure it's even possible to do to another speedster. "She showed me you two growing up together. Your parents. The bomb. How you got your power, what they did to you. Ultron. Everything. You have to know that means she trusts me, showing me stuff like that."

And more, with what she showed him of Pietro's death. But he refuses to be the one to bring that up.

"Look, dude, I know it's weird. I freaked out when she told me about you and your world and all that too. But I'm not lying. I couldn't make shit like this up."
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[personal profile] freiheiten 2016-06-03 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He's obviously a small metal titan. He saw a large one on the ship, and this one talks too! This place is weird. Again though, this metal titan seems more interested in talking than chasing and trying to eat him. Good, he really didn't want to get oil or whatever it was these things bled everywhere.]

I'm starting to figure that out.

[He spits in the water and stares at the metal titan in front of him with suspicion. He only had a switch blade with him, but he was already starting to figure out the best plan of attack just in case this thing got tired of talking.]

What the hell are you?