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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
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It's getting easier to say and acknowledge such things as she roams this ship. So there wasn't even a pause of hesitation in admitting this while she just shrugs her shoulders at the weirdness of it all.
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"Before the war? That would make him as old as Ratchet! Do I look millions of years old to you? We never fought in the war, and he was a mudflat--an energon farmer--before I met him at Autobot boot camp," he snorts, with a small grin. "Definitely not the same guy. But a construction worker makes way more sense than a space bridge expert. That kinda had us all confused."
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"Kid, I'm five million years old and still fighting a war back home."
She gives him a few moments to compute that statement.
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"The war ended stellar cycles ago. Way before I was around, for sure," he frowns. "The Autobots won. I mean, Megatron is kinda doing a whole, My names Megatron and I'm back from the dead and gonna try and take over Cybertron again but first lets slag up downtown Detroit because I'm a massive ugly bucket head, but the last I heard, home was still safe."
He pauses, looking up and down Arcee.
"You uh, look good for your age."
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She just gives the most deadpanned look and flat voice at that observation.
"Thanks, must be all those fights with cons keeping me young looking."
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"So, wait, you can't go home? To Cybertron I mean. Where does everybot live?"
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"Anywhere and everywhere most likely. That's sort of what happens when you don't have a world to live on anymore. So how did you end up on earth of all places if your Cybertron is still thriving?"
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"Funny story actually," he starts, implying that it probably isn't that funny. "We sorta accidentally crashed on Earth after fighting Megatron, who was after the AllSpark we just found by a space bridge we were fixing, and then just kinda stuck around? Being a hero beats being a space bridge technician any cycle! And the humans think we're cool! Somebot's gotta protect their little squishy bodies from Decepticons! And Earth villains too, I guess. I'm a pretty big deal back on Earth?"
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She was going to be open to your tale until you got into that part. Now she's going to be a bit more sceptical than normal, because honestly bee, she's pretty sure you shouldn't be responsible for a pet by yourself. Let alone protecting a city population of humans.
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"I think they'll be okay? It'll be a total drag without me there... and I'm worried about Sari... Like, really worried about Sari, I never really trusted her dad anyway," he trails off, frowning. "I hope she's okay."
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"If she's been around through most of your adventures I'm sure she'll know what to do until you get back. Who knows maybe when they finally do find a way to send us back it'll be like no time at all has passed. Then you can tell them about everything you got up to out here in space."
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"Heh, she'll be so jealous she missed out on a space adventure."
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If they're going to be stuck here, she might as well get the kid distracted enough to not get time to dwell on this entire situation and what it means for them.
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