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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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michael j caboose | ota | season 13 spoilers

[personal profile] friendlyforce 2016-06-01 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
i. not in kansas anymore ... or chorus ... or blood gulch ... or ...

[ caboose is not afraid to admit when he is confused. he feels very confused. first, he was on a ship and being shot at by a lot of bad people. now he is on a ship and having very nice people talk to him about taking a nice break on a planet. he sees that there is a lot of words that are given to him to "explain the situation," but he ends up skimming most of them on account that it is a lot of words and he isn't the best of readers.

but he thinks that he understands what is going on.

... the chairman has decided to surrender and now everyone is able to go out and have cake. there is a big sorry apology for everything that has happened and now everyone will be friends with everyone else. caboose decides that makes the most sense as to what is going on.

it's nice that they are able to go out and have cake. but he's a little confused again. he isn't sure where all of his friends are. church. washington. carolina. sargent. griff (with two f's). simmons. donut. doc. sheila. all the people of chorus. and -- he pauses to look outward -- tucker. ]


Um, yes, hello. Yes. I'm looking for my friends. I think that they went out to get little burgers and forgot to tell me where it is. Or maybe they're playing hide-and-seek and they're going to have me look for them but -- [ swinging around he fires off the assault rifle to have it explode confetti everywhere into someone else's face. ] -- oh my gosh. I thought I saw Church.

Anyway... have you seen my friends?

ii. let them eat cake, cookies, sundaes...!!

[ well. he can't be sad when he's able to eat all the cake that he wants without having to eat dinner first!

there is a mountain of sweets in front of him. he finally gets all that he has asked for! cake! all the cake! he feels like he understands why griff is always so happy to get sweets. they would be even better if he could eat them with his friends, but -- this will be okay. he's certain that they'll come out of hiding soon to be able to enjoy them with him!

and this is how he may be found. with cake covering his entire helmet and shoulders. he continues to do what looks impossible but isn't -- literally shoving pieces of cake against his helmet and making happy eating sounds. ]
Mmm... frosting.

[ it is only a pause when he realizes that he is not alone that he looks up: ]

Please, don't tell Washington or Church. [ a loud whisper follows: ] They say the sugar riles me up.

iii: consequence of ii. do not let him eat cake.

OH. MY. GOSH. [ please excuse the blue armored soldier as he sprints everywhere with seemingly boundless amounts of energy. ] The world is opening up! [ the assault rifle is held over his head as he continues to run around every single person that he happens to come across. ] Freckles. Says. Hello! He is on top of the world!

[ repeating zipping around everywhere, he can't remember why he was a little worried before. everything is so terrific right now! ] This is the best field trip! Ever! [ and he understands that there are some new captains and he likes his new captains -- they aren't as good as church, but no one can fill those shoes. they're holograms!

his speed picks up that much more until he runs immediately into a wall. cracking it. ]


Hello. [ and he's unharmed, but has slowed down. ]

iv: wildcard

[ None of these work? Throw any scenario that you'd like and I'll work with it! ]
Edited 2016-06-01 05:01 (UTC)
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rey | star wars: tfa | ota

[personal profile] ventifact 2016-06-01 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
B.E.A.C.H.

[ASH3 is a mix of two worlds Rey never thought would meet.

At first, she had decided to stay on the ship. The last planet they'd visited had hurt too much, had opened too many wounds--old and fresh alike. Nothing good could come of stepping foot on another one. But her curiosity had gotten the better of her once she'd heard crewmembers excitedly chatting about the sites to see and the beach. Rey had heard of beaches, but she'd never seen one. Stories told by the odd smuggler on Jakku had been the only source from which she could create a mental picture: an odd clashing of harsh sand and beautiful water, two things that didn't seem like the would go together at all. But she hadn't been able to resist, even going so far as to put on the clothes she'd received a month earlier. From what she had seen and heard, it was the proper attire for a beach, and she didn't want to stick out. Lying low had served her well in the past, and she was counting on it to do the same now.

But honesty, it was hard to "lay low" when all you did was sit for hours, staring out at what seemed like a never-ending span of water.

The lake on Takodana had been the biggest body of water Rey had ever seen, until now. The beach on ASH3 put it to shame, even with its salty taste. Wet sand was usually an indication of wasted water or some kind of chemical spill, but here it was just where two opposites met. From her spot on the water's edge, Rey examined the shells that washed up, spied people swimming and floating out on strange boards, and listened to everyone around her generally having a good time. It's... peaceful, more peaceful than anything she's experienced in a long while. She'll sit long into the night, content to listen to the waves and feel the water lap gently against her toes.]

WHEN I SHOP

[Rey had never had money before. Everything on Jakku had been done through trade, and any sort of credits or cash had been basically useless unless you had a lot of it. Unkar Plutt didn't have time for loose change. It was all or nothing with him, go big or go home. So being given a form of money to spend had thrown Rey for a loop, and she isn't really sure where to start. Honestly, she doesn't even know if she wants to spend any at all, but it's at least worth a look around, right?

And said look around has led her to the window of a bakery, filled with all kinds of things that don't even really look like food to her. There are strange red round things on top of puffy pieces of bread, drizzles of what looks like oil on almost everything, and some of the most intricately designed (what looks like) pieces of glass she's ever seen. Rey stares, wide-eyed and a little confused, fingers resting gently on the glass separating her from... these things. She can't help but mumble to herself, trying to decide if the shine on some of them is artificial or actually part of the "dish."]


Do... do people actually eat these?

CHOOSE YOUR OWN

[Rey will wander around all of the Collectives, so please feel free to choose anywhere for our characters to meet! I'm always available via PM or @[plurk.com profile] watchet to hash specific things out, especially ideas including teaching her to swim and introducing her to dessert.]
Edited (I THOUGHT OF ANOTHER STARTER LOOK AT ME) 2016-06-01 05:10 (UTC)
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lapis lazuli | steven universe | ota

[personal profile] waterwings 2016-06-01 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ a - the beach / boardwalk ]

[This isn't where she wanted to be, but when did that ever matter? It seemed like a cruel joke that whenever she started to feel settled somewhere the rug would be ripped out from under her feet and she'd be thrown back into uncertain chaos. She didn't want to be here and yet this was where she was. Already she felt like an idiot for believing she could call Earth her home. She should have known better. It was too good to be true.

Of course of course the ship stops at a planet with an ocean as big and as blue as Earth's was. When she steps out onto the sand, bare feet digging into the grains, she wonders if it's all the same down below where the light can't reach. Is it still the same even then?

She lingers along the boardwalk until the growing crowds of people become too much for her and with her water wings out she takes to the awning of a cafe overlooking the beach and sits there to watch the water.]

[ b - shopping ]

[Eventually she leaves her perch and finds herself inside one of the clothing shops in front of one of the wardrobe outfitters. Being a gem she's never had to consider fashion beyond her uniform, but admittedly she's having a little fun tabbing through some of the outfits. With each new outfit she turns herself in the mirror's reflection to see her gem between her shoulder blades to make sure it's visible.]

[ c - more shopping, kinda ]

[Anyone passing by the koi pond in the mall will find Lapis standing in the middle of it with a good number of the koi swimming around her in orbs of floating water that is no doubt her doing. She seems to be enjoying herself and ignoring any strange looks thrown her way.]
Edited 2016-06-01 05:08 (UTC)
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Daisy Johnson | Agents of SHIELD | OTA

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-06-01 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
First day of school all over again(ARRIVAL):
[The first day is rough for Daisy is particularly rough, to say the least. So much was going on back home and now she's here with seemingly no way out. She isn't very comforted by the fact that time seemingly stops back home, because if she ever were to make it back, she could be years older than when she left.

The only 'good' thing was the fact that Daisy had been beaten up so badly just before she was abducted and now everything was healed.

Be prepared to be stopped by her, a lot, as she tries to figure out this ship.]


Not in Kansas anymore(EXPLORING THE RESORT):
The people who have been here a while seem to be making do with what they have, and can't stop talking about the resort they have landed on. Of course Daisy is curious about being on a different planet, which is why she opts to go out and explore. Part of her still believes this is some sort of dream/nightmare that she's expecting to wake up from soon.

Daisy can't help but think of Fitz especially, considering all this technology she's never even seen before. It is pretty damn amazing. She's checking out all areas of this odd resort, trying to wrap her head around all of it. Maybe not the best idea considering she's only been there for about a two, but the idea of being stuck in a space ship also freaked her out just a bit. Or, you know, a lot.

The first thing she does, after finding out she has no spending limit, is get food. Which she hasn't eaten in about a day, and it shows with the amount of things she got to try. Surprisingly it didn't taste weird at all. It actually tasted pretty good.

Desperate for some normal clothes, Daisy goes shopping right after she's done eating. Probably not the best idea with the food baby she has going on, but she manages to find a few things that she actually likes. She spends a lot of time at the beach but once she finds the heat to be obnoxious she does end up going to the slopes and probably has just a little bit too much hot chocolate.

Hearing about the bonfire parties that she missed out on the first day on the resort, Daisy does end up going there because, well, when in Rome? She's a pretty social person, and also may be dropping subtle(they aren't subtle) hints that she wants to know everything about this place and if people are actually happy.]


Wildcard:

[Want a starter? PM/Plurk me and we'll figure something out!]
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i - oh my god

[personal profile] hatesimprovising 2016-06-01 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ All he's doing is leaving the mess hall after having some lunch. He doesn't really care all that much about going down to the planet, so he's kind of looking forward to how quiet the ship will be this month. That's when he hears it.

That voice. He knows that voice. That speech pattern. It's not one that you forget very easily, and considering he'd heard it only minutes before he found himself waking up in cryo? Yeah. He doesn't even need to look down the hall to know who it is. But he does, anyway.

Sure enough, there's the familiar standard issue blue armour, the out of date helmet, and an assault rifle. Caboose. Not someone he's particularly happy to see. Not after he and the other sim troopers proved yet again that he can't trust anyone with anything and betrayed him by not turning Epsilon in like he told them too. He might not have ended up in prison if they'd done that. Things might have been completely different. But no, of course, they'd screwed him over just like everyone else.

Not even thinking, Wash is spinning on his heel and walking toward the Blue, body language none too happy. ]


Caboose.

[ Not a question. He knows it's him. He knows by now that the Moira or the Ingress or something around here just likes to fuck with him, so why not send one of the idiot sim troopers? Wash's tone is irritated, however. No, beyond irritated--more like irate, but managing to keep his voice level. He's not sure what he's going to do with Caboose yet, but there are already a handful of ideas crossing his mind.

None of them are particularly kind. ]
taselikeabee: (11)

Bumblebee | OTA

[personal profile] taselikeabee 2016-06-01 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
( stay calm and roll out )

[ Bumblebee has been in a lot of near death situations and has spent plenty of time on a medical slab than what he'd like to admit. however he's fully aware of what had happened and it takes his processor a few seconds to realize that he is currently whole. Bumblebee is standing there, cane in hand, but without any protruding holes in his chest. yes, Megatron had made a comment about how none of them really do stay dead, but this is a bit of a stretch.

the one thing that he is certain of is the fact that he isn't on Cybertron. he doesn't know exactly why that is or how that's remotely possible. this is when he finds the message telling him about the ship and the questions that follow. Bumblebee reads through it as well as the additional logs. he wishes it is harder to swallow than what it is, but stranger things have happened, haven't they? of course it doesn't answer a question or two that he has, but it is a start.

well, as he starts to walk down that platform, he's convinced that all he really needs to do is find someone to talk to. Bee needs to confirm this as well as ask a few questions of his own...

Wheeljack would have loved to be on a ship like this. ]




( incognito )

[ being on vacation when immediately setting foot in a reality unknown to him doesn't actually settle well on Bumblebee. surely there are more important things that could be done than take a little break. maybe that's just his own nerves on edge talking, but Bee hasn't been idle in a really long time. he doesn't quite know what to do with himself because of it.

regardless, there are plenty of places in his own universe that are kind of like this one. Bee hasn't been to one in a while - most places really don't want Cybertronians bringing their war with them after all - but still elects to walk around the boardwalk through his avatar rather than having to worry about stepping on someone. of course that means he isn't likely to go into the water or anything, but right now? it's all about blending in. ]


Almost makes me miss Earth.

[ almost. when the humans hadn't been trying to kill them or control them, it had been quite a nice place to hide out. shame there's so much left undone there. ]



( off road adventures )

[ skiing and snowboarding could be fun, sure. but the best thing for this little car? actually being a car and launching himself off and down the slope. of course Bee is making sure that he's nowhere near anyone actually participating in the 'winter time' activity like they should be doing...

but hey if he's going to be forced into relaxation, then he might as well do something enjoyable. kicking up snow and drifting? that's something he never really got to do before so he might be living it up. just a little. ]




( wildcard )

[ of course Bee can be found just about anywhere. if a prompt above doesn't tickle your fancy, throw something else up and let's just have some fun. ]
Edited 2016-06-01 05:22 (UTC)

oh lord...

[personal profile] friendlyforce 2016-06-01 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Yes. Excuse me. Pardon me.

[ it's a voice that he recognizes and he cannot be more than happy to see a familiar face! or helmet! either way, he's already running over to greet the ex-freelancer. he maneuvers as carefully as he can around the people that he is just talking to in order to get close to him. ]

Washington! Look, Freckles, it's Washington! [ the person in question may have heard a robotic voice coming from the assault rifle stating a simple affirmative, but it may be ignored. after all, caboose carefully sets the gun down -- and gives it a few pets on the "head". ] I was worried! But you're all right!

[ well, he has to put freckles down so that he can pick washington up. he holds him up for a second -- perhaps a second too long -- before bringing him in for a tight hug. wrapping his arms around the man, he tightens it to possibly unbearable hug. ] Washington! [ A beat. ] Hello!
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Clara Oswald | OTA

[personal profile] bosswald 2016-06-01 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Arrival;
[She's been pulled the time vortex enough now that the feeling she has upon arrival isn't disorienting as much as it is a slight bother. She doesn't pay it any attention though, and merely takes the time to adjust her dress and her hair before hurrying along. There's others arriving in the area, same as her, which is perplexing given she had just been lost somewhere in the middle of the TARDIS.

She heads out of the room she woke up in, stopping the first person she comes across by reaching out to grab hold of their arm.
]

You're real, aren't you? Really, properly real?


TARDIS hunting;
[Once she gets the new arrival info, she heads off to check out her room, where she can easily run into any roommates or neighbors. After a quick check to make sure it's decent arrangements, she heads off in search of a familiar blue box. She searches all over the Moira, peeking into plenty of dark corners and nooks and crannies that most people probably wouldn't think to linger and feel around. She even tries to get into some restricted areas as well, hands outstretched as she feels around and grumbles under her breath.]

Grumpy old cow. She probably did this on purpose.

Beach day;
[After a couple of days of searching around the ship with no Doctor or TARDIS turning up, Clara does what any rational person would do and heads out to explore the planet they're docked at. She makes a beeline for the beach area, because it's been so long since she's gotten to have a proper beach holiday. And though she doesn't really know anyone here yet and has no one to enjoy the time with, she makes sure to pack her day full of activities.

In the warmest part of the day, she takes to sunbathing out on the beach. She was able to buy a simple black bikini and big sunglasses, and was more than content to lay out by the water's edge and enjoy the sun. The only problem with that was that sand got everywhere, which meant she had to actually go into the water. There were waves in said water, which was relatively enjoyable, up until she got in deep enough and ended up being swept up and thrown right against someone else who also happened to be enjoying the ocean.
]

Sorry! So...so sorry! [Another wave hits, this time sending her down beneath the water, and she pops up without her sunglasses, looking very much like a drowned little rat.]

[Nighttime sees her enjoying the beach bonfire, enjoying the locals playing music and anyone else that may be in the area. Getting caught up in the light mood, she moves over to take hold of someone's hand.]

Dance with me.

[It's less a request and more a polite command, but she's charming enough to make it seem like a request anyway.]


Adrenaline Junkie;
[You can't go to a planet with hang gliding without actually going to do it. The only problem is, she wants to do it with a companion, someone to share the experience with. So she looks around and spots someone else that's there all by their lonesome, and darts over toward them with a smile on her face. There's a slight moment of hesitation, but she reaches out to grab hold of their hand and tries to just usher them toward the hang gliding experience.]

Mind lending me a hand with something? It won't take long, promise.

Desserts!;

[For someone as tiny as Clara is, the fact that she's currently partaking in four different desserts at once looks a little ridiculous. But it's not as if she can come to a place with such lovely desserts and not partake in them. Her cheeks are a little stuffed with some cake, her arms loaded down with a few other offerings. She's in the middle of finding somewhere to sit to enjoy them when she spots someone all by their lonesome. Deciding that just won't do, she makes her way over and sits next to them, handing over one of the desserts in her possession.]

Go on, enjoy yourself. There's no point in coming to a place like this if you're not going to enjoy yourself.

Someone needs an intervention;

[Eventually, though, Clara realizes that there's probably a catch to being let loose on a planet like this with essentially endless credits. She's not a paranoid person by any means, but she does always try to be practical, and feels entirely ridiculous by the fact she's been swept up in the fanciful nature of this place. Feeling that maybe the shopping district needs to be looked into, she takes to it, arms crossed over her chest and a defiant pout etched on her face. The urge to shop is strong, since there's so many wonderful dresses here.

So, in the end, she winds up with some bedding and decor for her room, and entirely too many clothes and jewelry. She makes her way back to the ship with her arms loaded down, looking entirely anxious about the fact she's spent so much. She normally has such good self-control! She looks over at the person nearest her as she approaches an intersection, entirely guilty.
]

Have you ever had the suspicion that something is going to go incredibly wrong, but you still do the thing you know you shouldn't anyway? Think I'm having one of those moments right about now.
morethan084: (irritated)

Arrival

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-06-01 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Stranger danger! Daisy doesn't move her arm out of the woman's grip though, because really, she is thinking the exact same thing.]

...Pretty sure?

[Because that's reassuring. Daisy's just very disorientated right now.]
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[personal profile] bosswald 2016-06-01 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[Frowning, she looks a little disinterested and perplexed as she drops her hold on the other woman's arm. She doesn't understand what's going on, exactly, but has ruled out this all is some sort of clever TARDIS interface.]

You don't remember stumbling into a blue police box...maybe?

[It's worth a shot.]
morethan084: (disapproval)

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-06-01 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Police box? Is that a thing?

[Oh these two are going to be fun together, aren't they? Pretty sure she's just as confused as Daisy is.]

Honestly, still pretty convinced this is all some weird dream.
bosswald: (amusedface)

[personal profile] bosswald 2016-06-01 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Don't think it's possible this is a dream. You don't feel disoriented like I did back there in dreams. I think this is very real.

[Which puts a smile on her face, and there's a soft laugh of excitement as she moves on ahead. There's a glance over her shoulder, and she motions for Daisy to follow.]
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Starscream | Transformers | OTA

[personal profile] aerospacecommander 2016-06-01 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Arrival
[This is different. The last Starscream remembers he was laying on the floor with a fusion cannon blast hole through his midsection listening to Megatron babble about some sort of insanity. As he is no longer leaking energon and other fluids he assumes that -

A) he is dead and this is some sort of weird afterlife

or

B) this is some sort of delusion

The fact that he absolutely refuses to admit to dying like that to Megatron means that the latter is more than likely. He still feels this way after seeing the medic and signing that contract because none of this is real anyway. Right? Right?

The more he wanders around the ship the more he starts to question everything. Which is increasingly irritating.

So Starscream can be found wandering the halls probably sighing dramatically about how terrible his life is.
]

Shopping with Starscream
[After getting over himself, he made his way to the planet. Why? Why not. They told him something about shopping for stuff and he rationalized that going out would help him make sense of things. This of course did not help as he just wanders around wondering why he doesn't just kick a bunch of people.

He does look at some of the shops and merchandise, but doesn't actually buy anything. Instead he just grabs whatever thing of interest he can get at and walks off because he's a giant robot and he does what he wants.

Besides waiting in line is for losers.
]

Everything is annoying here (the beach)
[Later he heads towards the water. Landing on the beach he takes a few steps around not caring if he scares anyone or not. After awhile he lifts a foot in annoyance and knocks the sand out of his thrusters.]

Blasted, stupid terrain.

[In order to make himself feel better, he finds that knocking random people off the boardwalk into the water does have a minimal effect. So towards the evening Starscream can be found mostly terrorizing people around the water.]

Wildcard
[Hit me up for anything else.]
morethan084: (contemplating)

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-06-01 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Annnd she's following her because what else is she going to do? Stand here looking dumbfounded? No, she can walk and look dumbfounded.]

What's your name?

[Probably a good thing to know, right?]
harderfasterwrecker: (someone go get an adult)

Whirl | Transformers IDW| OTA

[personal profile] harderfasterwrecker 2016-06-01 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
A. Oh look. Another crazy ship-
[ He should be praised at the nearest oppourtunity by literally everyone who knows him for not outright shooting someone the moment he arrives. Whirl does spend probably a ridiculous amount of time making people repeat what they're telling him because he has got to be glitched, his luck cannot be that bad to be randomly grabbed out of...space...time....whatever. He's been time traveling recently, he gets that this is a thing that happens but that doesn't mean that he has to like that it is happening to him. Can't this happen to someone else who doesn't have things to do. Like try and convince Swerve to stop watering down his drinks. Or actually get off of Primus forsaken ships and get the chance to shoot things. He's getting antsy. And slag, if he thought he was getting sick of the good ol' LL, he's already sick of doorways in this place.

Whirl can be found grumbling under what would be his breath, trying to figure out what the scrap a Nomo deck is, and more importantly, if the bar here has something that can get him absolutely slagged because this is the worst and he's only been here like ten minutes and everything he's seen so far has been squishy and small and he's a little bit unsettled by the idea that he's possibly going to step on something. They're everywhere and they keep using words that totally make sense by themselves but make so much less sense when tossed in a line, and more than once Whirl does stop himself from literally just shooting the walls until something makes sense.

Ugh. ]


B: Shore leave? What's that?-
[The moment he's actually let down onto the planet he's almost instantly in a much better mood. Mostly because this is supposed to be some kind of pleasure planet or whatever, and that means he will be able to get something that will make him as drunk as he imagines he can be in his wildest dreams.

And that is his idea of a good time.

First, of course because he is not a total and complete idiot, he decides to stretch his wings out, and spends a while flying about and making wide loops around the area, mostly over the water.

Then he decides to go about finding the nearest bar that serves something a Cybertronian can take.

Both of these things are very important.
]

C: LETS GO TO THE MALL-

[He didn't exactly arrive with much. Which is probably why he's looking around in the first place. Whirl can't find too much in the way of weapons that actually impress him, so he moves on fairly quickly, though for a while he can be found prodding at a gatling gun someone attempts way too hard to sell him.

In fact he doesn't find too much he actually wants to spend his...what passes for currency here. Everything's mostly built for someone much smaller or with very different sensibilities and so Whirl mostly just prods at various things to make different shop keepers nervous until he comes across a craftworkers stall that includes a vast array of tools.

That...That makes him stop. He stops and starts several times before crouching down to get a better look, unfolding the smaller claws from within his larger ones and turning them over. His are back on the Lost Light, and they were mostly just scrounged up from whatever the Science department wouldn't miss. He's really not sure he's exactly willing to take the step and buy a set again, but he does sit there, turning over a small pair of wood and metal hairspring levers. They're...They're not terrible.
]
bosswald: (teaseface)

[personal profile] bosswald 2016-06-01 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
Me?

[She slows down in her walking so she can glance over, smiling.]

Clara Oswald, at your service.

[There's a mock salute given, more playful than in any way serious, and it's followed up by a chuckle as she plods on ahead.]

What about you, then?
devilofohara: (interested)

Arrival

[personal profile] devilofohara 2016-06-01 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Robin's only seen one group of new arrivals that wasn't her own, really, so she isn't exactly settled into the whole idea of taking care of these people when they show up, displaced and confused.

She isn't heartless, though, and when Daisy stops her in the hall, she complies without any attitude.
]

Can I help you with something?
ryuuzaki: (L Change the World)

Beach Bonfire

[personal profile] ryuuzaki 2016-06-01 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
L would never have chosen these trunks for himself, but once they're at the beach, he finds that he can't be bothered to shop for any others. The beach itself is boring, but it's helpful to get a sense of the place they'll be staying for a while, and helpful to watch other people interact there.

The first few fruity drinks didn't have alcohol in them, but one of the later ones does, if a weak amount: even he has to allow himself to relax sometimes, and he can recognize this environment as especially conducive to it. Still, he wonders afterward if it's why he hadn't noticed and didn't recognize the woman who came dancing up to him and took his hand.

When she demands that he dance with her, he just looks startled.
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c

[personal profile] pleasereset 2016-06-01 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[While there aren't any strange looks, Lapis will find a small, fuzzy goat child staring in wide-eyed awe at the floating koi. He's a little afraid of interrupting, but after a little while he works up the courage to call out to her.]

Hey, I think your water magic is really cool!
morethan084: (overshoulder)

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-06-01 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy knew everyone had different reactions to being shocked, but the way this woman was acting just seemed a bit too calm for what just happened to her. Like this is somehow normal for her.]

Daisy.

[And because it's been bothering her...]

Why did you ask me if I stepped into a blue police box?
bosswald: (teaseface)

[personal profile] bosswald 2016-06-01 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
The look on his face is enough to make her want to laugh, since it reminds her so much of how the Doctor looks any time she demands something of him. A little bewildered and unsure of what to do goes a long way in winning her approval, since it means it's a little more likely that she can be the boss in whatever sort of relationship forms. Still, she doesn't want to completely overwhelm him, so she gently drags him out over toward where the music is a little louder.

"You have danced before, haven't you?" From the look on his face, she's not so sure.
devilofohara: (interested)

Arrival

[personal profile] devilofohara 2016-06-01 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Robin tenses up when her arm is grabbed, and she turns to look at Clara immediately - eyeing up the woman to figure out if this is a situation she's going to want to get away from or not.

She calms down a bit, though, when the woman asks if she's real. It's a fair question to ask, really, in a situation like the one Clara's found herself in. Getting dragged across the multiverse and told you have to work on a spaceship now is a disorienting experience, to say the least.
]

...yes, I'm real. Are you okay?

[Her brow furrows a bit, a look of concern on her face, as she lifts one of her hands in between Clara's face and her own.]

How many fingers am I holding up?

[...the answer to that is seven. She's holding up seven fingers on a single hand.]
glintsbastion: (Uhh)

Farlan Relichunter | Guild Wars 2 | OTA

[personal profile] glintsbastion 2016-06-01 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
i. Can't wait to tell my warband about this place - arrival

[ Farlan is pretty used to the feeling of leaping across dimensions - the momentary disorientation, the odd cold sensation that settles under her fur, the whole deal. In fact, this feeling is far from a surprise; she's on her way back to greater Tyria, after all, but it doesn't take long for her to notice that something's wrong.

First and foremost, what in the world was that thing that poked her? She should have been completely intangible, but something definitely pushed her while she was in transit. Secondly, what are all these noises? It sounds a lot like the Citadel, particularly its famous tavern, the Serrated Blade - lots of voices and moving bodies, all bouncing off of metal surfaces with those subtle tones only metal can yield. But this sound is weird, too. The reverberations are too muffled, and all these auras and voices are strange. Many of them are human, but some are just weird, not like anything she recognizes.

So she says the first thing that comes to mind. ]


Buh?!

[ Okay, let's try that again. ]

Uh. Hey, you! Where am I right now? Is this, like, Rata Sum or somethin'?

ii. Surfs up - at the beach

[ Okay. She isn't entirely sure how to process all this information, but she'll start with the most obvious thing. She's far away from home, and right now far away from home means at the beach. Sure, fine. She's never spent a whole lot of time on beaches, frankly - sure, there's the lake north of Lion's Arch, but that place is swarming with pirates and skale. Hardly a vacation destination.

In fact, she's never been to any beach that wasn't dangerous in one way or another, so this is...weird, but she might as well make the most of it.

She tosses off her hoodie and breeches, leaving only her underwear, and cautiously inches toward the water. This is how you have fun here, right? ]


iii. Lost cat - shopping

[ She still isn't completely convinced this isn't Rata Sum. Or some weird version of it, at least. It's crowded, everyone's got something to talk about, and every damn aspect of it is nothing but holograms and touch pads. Just delightful for a blind war-cat.

She has no idea what she's doing. Maybe she can snag some kinda trinket to fiddle with while she thinks.

...On the other hand, something smells delightful. Food is something she's much more familiar with. She's not entirely sure what some of these dishes are, but if it's food it can't be too bad, especially if it's being advertised as gourmet.

She orders some meat dish and finds herself a place to sit. Pitiful portions, but what could she expect? She eats it anyway, and hey, it tastes pretty good. ]


Great. Now what?
Edited 2016-06-01 06:12 (UTC)
morethan084: (disapproval)

[personal profile] morethan084 2016-06-01 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Uh. Yeah. I'm-

[Lost? Confused? Angry? Scared? All of the above.]

-trying to figure out where I'm supposed to be going. Where are we right now?
bosswald: (welpface)

[personal profile] bosswald 2016-06-01 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
Hm?

[She pauses in the middle of running her hand along the wall, as if she's attempting to find a secret door to someplace in particular, so she can glance over in Daisy's direction.]

I'm looking for someone. A friend, though I might be reconsidering the title.

[She frowns a little as she quickly thinks that over, and gives a light shrug of her shoulders.]

His name's the Doctor, and he travels 'round in a blue police box. I was wondering if he had taken on another assistant.