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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
shopping
When she sees that she's been spotted, sudden panic flashes across her face. Oh, crap, it noticed her oogling. As her face turns pink, she lifts a hand to wave at the robot awkwardly, as if that will make things better - but when she does, the fuzzy creature suddenly leaps from her arms and rushes directly out the front door.
Welp.]
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She shuffles out of the front door of the pet shop, keeping her eyes on the friendly robot guy the whole time. Once she's outside, she waves at him again - and then stoops down to pick up the escaped pet.
And then smiles and waves again. ROBOT.]
.....S-Sorry for staring! Haha! [her arm, still raised from waving, is held out further to him.] Umm... y-you seen, I was tr-trying to show you my - my cell phone bracelet thing. Th-That all of us from the Moira have? Or s-so they told me?
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[seriously bro.]
I'm pretty sure we do all have them. [he raises his own arm, pointing at it.] Do you not have this sort of tech where you're from?
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Ah... haha......
[Moving on, then!! Her face is quickly turning pink.]
-- No! No, we don't. We still use, you know... cell phones?
[Would it know what a cell phone was? Do these robots have them on their mechanical robot planet? Assuming, of course, that this one is from the same one Sideswipe is from. It looks pretty similar to him, though.]
Cell phones, um... they're plastic, with buttons, and you just carry it in your hand.
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[to demonstrate, he pulls it out his subspace and quickly snaps a picture of alphys with it.]
Though I think most people just use their comms now...
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[She's only been on the Moira for a few days, but the sight of a regular cell phone is already exciting. When the robot brings it up to snap a photo, Alphys winks and holds up both her hands to do stereotypical Japanese V-signs at the camera.
After that, she takes a few more steps towards the robot. They all look so different from each other. This one probably transforms like the rest, right? Her head is filled with questions.]
Th-That's true. Although that makes me wonder, um, why you have one then? Not that it's weird, or something...
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[he turns it round, holding it out so she can see it. there's neocybex runes around the screen, along with a square around alyph's face. FACIAL RECOGNITION, PERHAPS??? unheard of.]
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[Incensed, she glares down at her own accusatorily and opens up its main menu.]
Text, audio, video...... You cannot be serious.
[And now she's totally jealous of your phone, bud. Frowning, she looks back up.]
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[when she looks back down, riptide only shrugs. then gently leans forward, onto his elbow.]
Selfie. Selfie is happening. I'll send it to your MID.
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[Alphys blinks and stares at him. Also, he's really close to her now. He's so blue! Bright blue, like Undyne. She can't help but wonder if he knows Sideswipe, one of the other vibrantly-colored Cybertronian she's met recently.
But anyway. Smiling, she inches closer.]
Y-You mean, the two of us? You and me?? Sure! Yeah!
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[he leans down next to her, holding his camera out at arm's length. as one does for a selfie.]
Smile!
[click.]
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How does it look? Did it come out okay? I-If my eyes are closed, let's do it again?
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[he holds it out again, showing her the picture.]
Sending them both to your MID... nnnnn-- oh. What's your name? I need to get your MID channel number from the crew roster list.
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[she beams up at him. he said she looked good in the picture! if she had to give her own opinion, she'd say she looked like a roadkilled iguana, but she'll allow herself to bask in his reassurance.]
I'm not sure whether I'm in there under "Dr." or "Alphys." Um... wh-what's your name?
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[he snorts at his own joke, then starts scrolling.]
Where are you from, Alphys? I don't know a lot about organics, but I know you're not a human.
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[they're totally at NICKNAME-LEVEL FRIENDSHIP already. although he didn't tell her what his name was. that's totally okay, though - she can give him a nickname too, right?!]
You're right, Big Blue! I'm a monster. We're from the underground, and I'm from Waterfall specifically. But, um, I live in Hotland now because I'm the royal scientist and that's where the laboratory is. [pause.] W-Well... lived. Obviously I'm here now...
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[GUNFINGERS.]
Underground? Is that just a name or is it literally underground?
[he finds her name after a moment, and gets to SENDING IT. EXCITING.]
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[Her MID ka-plinks. She holds up her wrists and opens her inbox...
Oh, dang. She kinda totally hates that picture. Her head looks so big and triangular. Cringing, she fakes a big smile.]
Ahhhh..... haha! I got it!! You look SO great.
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Don't I? Good picture, really. I think that's the first selfie I've taken here too, which is... man, I need to up my game. I can't count the one inside the whale, that was an accident.
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Wait did you just say humans trapped you??
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Huh? [she looks up and blinks at him.] Oh, er, yes. It happened a long time ago, though? Um, there was this war? And we lost.
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[riptide cocks his head.]
Huh. Lots of wars, it seems. 'Least you survived.