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ABOARD THE MOIRA
Whether adjusting to space travel has been difficult or not, there is always something to be done. From working to leisure, the Moira offers a multitude of opportunities to get to know your crewmates a bit better. Exploration of the ship is highly encouraged, but as another planet grows closer to being docked, things start to get a little hectic. You'll notice a slight change in the artificial gravity as the Moira is pulled into a gravitational field; however, more noticeable changes can be found in the overall morale as you prepare to descend.
☄ on your ownThere are plenty of other communal areas on the ship to explore! Pick a place, and see where it takes you. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. ) C R O M I AWhile exhibits or museums exist to commemorate people or objects, planets like this are designed as a memoriam for certain eras across the universe. Welcome to Cromia—a one-of-a-kind place set in medieval times. Sort of. Most technology on Cromia isn’t particularly advanced, and the fashion leaves little to be desired. However, one thing is very noticeable about this planet once you decide to explore: there are no organic people anywhere to be found. Cromia is inhabited by a race of intelligent, humanoid robots who tend to and care for the environment as well as live peacefully with one another. Yet, some have been programmed to show a certain disdain for those who are, in some way, living, and their hostility ranges between hurling insults and vegetables to reporting trespassers to the authorities. Besides that, all seems well and prosperous on Cromia.
☄ the emperor’s new servosThe Royal Family of Cromia has extended an invitation to join them for festivities, food, and drink beginning when the first sun sets. This night is a way to relax and perhaps romance that special someone in your life with a little song and dance. For those who sample certain drinks, they might find themselves doing just that without being able to help themselves. Or perhaps that delicious wine you've heard so much about is actually a very oily concoction meant for the robots of Cromia. For others, a little cheese or venison might instill the need for fisticuffs. Could the desserts hold the same sort of enchantment? Do you dare to find out? ☄ catch-a-riiiideThe fastest way to get around is via carriage in the city, and each city is pulled by a large insectoid cyborg. Their handlers assure you they’re quite tame, especially since their silly organic minds have been implanted with a control chip. They’ll take you to whatever destination you program in without a hiccup! What could go wrong? Except on the way, that ever-so-important control chip happens to malfunction. Your once docile bug-stallion is now running amok down the streets. Do you jump out before you meet a sticky end? Or do you take control and force it to stop? Either way, you aren’t likely to be getting your deposit back from this. ☄ taste the rainbowArchery. Bugback riding. Jousting. These are the typical leisure activities suiting the time period you now find yourself in, which is what you might assume when you see the banners denoting a competition. Anyone can enter. Anyone can win the prizes. When you ask what sport you’ll have to play, they just say one word: skittles. Similar to bowling, this sport is played on a long, flattened field, and the point of it is to use the wooden ball to knock over the "skittles" that are set up in increasingly complex patterns for each round. These skittles are also made of wood, exactly ten feet high each, and the balls used vary from the size of a golf ball to a canon ball (dealer’s choice on ball size). People are usually split into teams, but for the sake of the competition, everyone plays alone. Whoever gets the most points moves forward in the competition, and hope that there are no accidents mid-throw!
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thisavrou_ooc2016-04-11 01:44 am
John Egbert | Homestuck
[So he’s wandering around the Ship, as you do, looking for things to do. What sort of things? Any of them. So far he’s found a Garden (fresh out of pumpkins) and a whole bunch of rooms you would find on a spaceship. He’s about to head to the Mess Hall and grab a space snack when he hears the siren call of electronic beeps and boops. Not just any beeps and boops, oh no, those are definitely video game beeps and boops.
That’s how he finds the Lounge. More importantly, that’s how he finds the TV in the lounge. Not just any TV, a TV the size of-- he doesn’t know, Neptune?]
Holy shit.
[Yeah, he’s not leaving.]
Duck Hunt
[What is this, some kind of Renaissance Faire run by robots? He wonders if he can find an overpriced turkey leg somewhere around here. Although wait, what if it’s a robotic turkey leg? That’s a thing, isn’t it? Well, maybe not. What’s definitely a thing are some robots standing around throwing tomatoes at him. Maybe robotic tomatoes.]
Wait, don’t you need those for food? Or do you just grow them to throw at human interlopers?
[Of course, throwing and hitting aren’t the same thing. Being generally floaty and fly-y helps dodge the latter. Just a bit. Although John thinks they might be getting madder every time he ducks and avoids getting red on his face.]
Ooh, almost got me that time! [John, don’t encourage them.]
Wax On, Wax Off
[Insect cyborgs sign him the hell up. John wonders if these are the kind with the metal parts underneath or the kind with the metal parts on top (there is sometimes confusion on this point). It seems kinda boring if they’re gonna go through all the Effort of making some huge bug but make it look like— well, a huge bug. But he’s also never seen a grasshopper the size of a car before, so. The least he can do is pay for a ride to— uh, where do these carriages go, exactly?
Too late, everybody on board the Cyborg Express. Unfortunately, the Cyborg Express doesn’t seem to have rails or brakes. This is a problem, especially when it starts riding up on the sidewalk and bulldozing people over. He floats out of the carriage and tries to pull on the— what do you use to control a cyborg grasshopper anyway? reins?— to get it to slow down or stop or do a thing that isn’t crash.]
Everybody out of the way! Come on, Miyagi, slow down! [Grrr. Do grasshoppers even have ears?]
only 90's kids
What could you possibly want to watch on something this size?
[She's more curious than anything else, even more curious about how they got the TV on the ship in the first place. Gwen finds a free chair, and sits down, crossing a leg over the other.]
I'm Gwen. Hope you don't mind if I join you.