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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
BB-8 | Star Wars VII omgwhatamIdoing
[ It had taken BB a little while to get settled. While he didn't fight them installing the MID into his system as he didn't have an arm to attach it to, he got more than a little feisty when they got too close to the memory drive - something he still needed to deliver. And while he was aboard the Moira, he was going to continue to do his best to protect it until he could find Poe again. When scanning the network, he managed to track down quite a few people but not the one person he still was hoping to find. He quickly beeps something into a text to send out the request, keeping it short and to the point as he rolls out of Medbay. His mission back home was almost complete, but this was something a little more personal than that. ]
[ And this would all be fine and dandy if BB-8 actually knew how to text. Maybe it was a glitch in how it was installed or that he needed to actually input the text rather than utilizing the handy voice to text feature for droids on the go........ BUT To anyone who knows how to read binary, it says: Hello. My name is BB-8. I am a unit astromech droid. I am trying to locate Poe Dameron. I was not able to locate him in your crew files. Assistance would be appreciated.
If anyone was more interested in trying to track him down, he'll be beep bopping around the rest of the ship trying to locate the others and maybe even meet some new people. You may even find him on the observation deck with a projection of the stars back home (but not Luke's map - no that is still tucked away safely), trying to line them up to deduce which galaxy they might be in - if there's any overlap between the two. ]
Roaming around Cromia »
[ BB-8 has been left alone for the most part while exploring the planet. He takes every opportunity to study and scan different areas and its people, cheerfully beeping to anyone who might engage with him. Building his own databases of these new worlds to possibly assist anyone else who might need answers.
The differences between the technology levels are enough to keep him intrigued, offering a friendly beep here and there to passerbys. Although, BB-8 doesn't take too kindly to the natives touching him and trying to pull on his antenna. The beeping turns a little more frantic when a particular native starts following him yelling something about how he may or may not have rolled through a restricted area. He smoothly dodges vegetables strewn about the ground, his head spinning back slightly to track his progress - see if he needs to move a little faster. At least until he clunks into someone else. Oh boy, this was bad.
Head sliding back, he brings out his little arm ready to shock whoever he ran into while spouting off some semi-hostile beeping. ]
ohmygodiloveyou.
Her hands go up in a 'no, dude i'm chill' gesture. ]
I am so sorry. I didn't see you. I was dodging rotten oranges. Are you okay?
(✿◠‿◠)
There's another series of chatty beeps as he moves to circle one of the pieces of fruit on the ground before a new one comes flying through the air. ]
If Charlie gets in, she may adopt BB8 I am just saying.
Glad to see it.
[ A splat as something vaguely Apple-shaped hits the wall behind her and Charlie ducks out of instinct. ]
Jesus on toast. What the fuck is your problem, jackass?! [ Obviously, this is directed at the guy throwing fruit who retorts with his own insults. All of which Charlie rolls her eyes at and then flips him off, the annoyance on her face matching the gesture. ]
He throws fruit at anyone obviously not from around here, even if they're nowhere near him. So, let's find a less sticky situation to be in.
lol
He files the insult away, always intrigued by the different uses of language. Especially considering it’s one he hadn’t heard. He’d give some sort of congratulatory beep on the creativity if he wasn’t so busy trying to do the thing without hands.
Halp, please? ]
omg you are amazing and you should be proud
....hi. I think.
[She smiles and crouches down, curious as she tries to get a closer look at who she's just run into. It's an impressive little thing, and adorable even through that beeping that doesn't sound necessarily friendly.
Her eyes glance upward, in the direction it must have come from, and she takes notice of the vegetables on the ground.]
They were throwing things at you too, huh? Don't worry. I won't let them hit you.
heheheheh
He knows he's adorable, ok - and he's definitely not afraid to use it to his advantage. There's another series of beeps as he rocks again, head spinning slightly to look back to see if he was still being followed. ]
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Hopefully you're good at running away. Come on.
[And then she's off, weaving through the crowd of people. She glances back over her shoulder every so often to make sure that he's following her. ]
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He made a point to give little beeps here and there just to make sure if she couldn’t see him following behind her – she still knew he was there. He gives a few rapid beeps when an alley’s coming up, hoping to get her attention enough to make the turn. ]
Re: BB-8 <3
What the?-
[Snake bent down low to address the little machine. Did it belong to someone? It didn't look dangerous at all. No guns or weapons. Good.]
You lost?
ｖ(✿◕‿◕)ｖ
Help please and thank you. ]
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Do you belong to someone?
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There’s another positive beep, trying to be consistent to establish a base for yes and no. Rather than try to explain who Poe is, he gives another series of beeps before projecting a hologram of Poe’s face.
Nifty trick, right? ]
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Honestly, though, Hera didn't expect to find a droid from her world on this ship, not after all that's happened. She frowns in concern at the message, and hums. ]
Sorry, little guy. I don't know anyone by that name. I'm Hera. I assume this Poe Dameron is your master?
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There’s resounding beep of a ‘yes’ in response to the question, followed by an explanation of who Poe is – that he’s a Starfighter pilot working on bringing down the First Order. There may or may not also be some robot pride because BB-8 cares deeply about Poe. ]
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Have you heard of the... Rebel Alliance?
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While he's more than willing to divulge that, he still keeps his true mission to himself. Even if he's seen it through for the most part. ]
cromia
It's with an exasperated look that he holds up both hands and sets his sass dial to friendly banter.]
You know I don't speak droid!
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The arm's put away and his head tilts back slightly to look at Finn. There's no question at this point as to the guy's trustworthiness, so BB's just gonna roll with it.
A few more beeps, this time a little more directed as he shifts to roll slightly off towards the vegetables before rolling back. A definite WTF in droid. ]