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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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Before he breaks into howling laughter.]
That's the most absurd thing that i've ever heard! Truly, Starscream, could you become any more delusional? Even if that were true-- even if you had somehow convinced the whole of Cybertron to elect you as their leader-- I still would never listen to a sniveling coward like you.
[taking a quick moment to collect himself from his uncharacteristic peal of laughter, Tarn clears his throat.]
The war goes on. There are still plenty willing to fight. [Luckily for Starscream,he is able to brush off the scathing commentary with ease.]
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[As much as Starscream wants to just throw a fit, this is kind of the last guy he'd want to do it at. So instead he's going to be all calm like, even if Tarn laughing like that is really kind of unnerving.]
What are you hoping to gain by continuing a pointless war anyway? I'm honestly curious.
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For years the only news my team and I got came directly from High Command.
[Which is probably why it took so long for Tarn to discover the news of Megatron's defection. Heaving a sigh he scrubs uselessly at his masked face. There's no point in arguing this, Starscream clearly is unaware of the threats still facing Cybertron.]
There are still threats to Cybertron, Starscream, weather you want to believe it, or not.
The Black Block Consortia and Galactic Council are on the offense against Cybertronian colonies. My team and I discovered what was left of the Prion- A titan who left Cybertron during ancient times. The Black Block Consortia demolished the entire colony, killing all but one Cybertronian- whom I took in.
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[Starscream's pretty much moved past "terrified" at this point and shifted straight into "annoyed". He's about to be all immature and just toss his hands up or something, but then Tarn had to go and say something that was actually kind of relevant to his interests, so instead of throwing a fit he just crosses his arms and actually listens for once.]
You don't say. I don't think they'd be bold enough to bring the fight directly to Cybertron, but threats to the colonies are just as problematic. It would be difficult to bring them back to the fold if they're being picked off by the Black Block Consortia.
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[At least Starscream seems willing enough to take his head out of the sand and actually listen to what Tarn is telling him. Luckily, Tarn is more interested in educating the apparent "Leader of Cybertron" on important issues that faced Cybertronians as a whole, than he is in ending Starscream's miserable existence.]
I may stand with the Decepticons, but the Decepticons stand for eliminating every threat to Cybertronian welfare. I will never renounce my loyalty in our cause.
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[Starscream certainly appreciates not being obliterated, that's awfully swell of Tarn.]
You certainly are loyal though, aren't you. Almost to a fault. In the end, though, our goals aren't all that different. Both of us want to see Cybertron thrive, we want to protect it. I'm thinking that perhaps, this is something we could collaborate on. Assuming you can refrain from killing all the Autobots, anyway.
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I have a job to do and instead I'm here wasting time and unable to even put and end to a traitorous Megatron.
[A puff of steam escapes his vents as he sighs in irritation. The lack of permanent death on this vessel has really thrown him.]
Although death on board the Moira is technically nothing but a farcical parody of what it should be, I make no promises about the safety of the Autobots aboard the Moira. If they make the mistake of crossing me I cannot be held responsible for putting them back in line. That goes for anyone, Cybertronian or not.
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We'll have to wait and see, won't we? It will depend on exactly how far out of line they step.
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