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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
B! I'm gonna go off script here if that's okay...
He should've thought to reconsider that assumption when Toriel specified they'd be meeting on Collective BF3.
He definitely should've at least changed his shirt.
Standing in a sea of dark woods, neckties, and waiters in cumberbunds, Sans cannot help feel absurdly out of place. That feeling is only doubled when he final spies Toriel at the bar. She's... well, she's hard to miss, cutting an impressive figure of white and green and gold.
Looking down, Sans can pick out some green notes in the smoothy stain from earlier today. Welp. He still should've changed his shirt, but at least now they'll match.
He clears his throat, hoisting himself up onto the barstool next to her. It's not a particularly smooth motion -- damn, these things are high -- but he manages. Somehow.
"'Scuse me." He begins, already feeling a little more at ease, just by virtue of being in her general vicinity. The nerves aren't gone, no, but they're manageable. "I'm looking for a friend of mine, have you seen her?"
lmao its all good B]!!!
unlucky enough to be seated by her at the bar. It leaves Toriel comfortably buzzed and entertained until Sans arrival. Neither specified an exact time after all. This was a chance to enjoy time together off ship and out of uniform for once. Toriel wasn't about to get too technical with that level of freedom given to them.The sight of the smaller monster settling on the bar stool warms her expression considerably, glad the last person vacated so she could have Sans next to her. Toriel turns slightly on her seat to properly face the skeleton monster. His shirt gets a brief glance, at most she does find herself fond of the pattern. Maybe she should buy a hawaiian shirt later?
"Maybe." She traces her finger along the rim of her glass, gaze drifting across his face. Her smile is playful now. "What does she look like?"
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The nuance in his expression goes from fond to sheepish as he speaks, right on the verge of laughing.
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"I think she was looking for someone herself." Toriel is failing to contain her laughter, "He was about this heigh," She drops her hands to Sans height to go along with her words before continuing. "Very smooth skull. A bit sweaty. Likely to be leading youths astray with a 'leg con'." Don't think she didn't hear about leg con, Sans.
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"Well this person I'm looking for would be remiss not to tell you that the person she's looking for was probably just doing his job. And doing that job in a very wholesome, honest, and handsome manner."
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A little flirting can't hurt as far as Toriel is concerned.
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"Jeez..." He taps his bones on the bar, turning away from her slightly and towards the selection. "So, uh. What's good around here?"
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"I've had a bit of everything at this point so..." She picks up the menu breezing through it briefly. "I liked the Galaxy Swirl, it tastes quite nice. A bit sweet, but not overbearingly so."
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The planet must get a hell of a lot of intergalactic visitors, since they don't so much as raise an eyebrow at the skeleton and goat in front of them.
"Can we get, uh, two Galaxy Swirls and... I dunno, what's your most expensive thing on the menu? One of those."
It's a date, right? Sans really doesn't have expensive tastes personally, but, well. Toriel was a queen once upon a lifetime. She's probably a little more accustomed to the finer things.
... Of course, the Toriel he knows also laughs at fart jokes. Sans looks a little puzzled as the bartender walks off to fill their orders, suddenly aware of the strange disconnect that comes with dating your best friend.
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