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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
Chloe Frazer | Uncharted | OPEN!
Checking in?
[Chloe was talking to herself as she looked down at the MID device and eyed the uniform that was given to her. She's not entirely sure what she thought of all of this. It's not something she was really too keen on, but who was? She figured everyone here must've had the same feelings when they came aboard.
She holds up the uniform and eyes it some more.]
Not even my color. I guess there are some things even I can't make look good.
[Chloe is only joking, of course. She could make a burlap sack look good.]
Cromia Museum:
[There are some fascinating pieces on display from across the universe, and being the type who likes such things, Chloe naturally found herself wandering the museum halls. She’s a striking looking woman, some would say, tall at 5’9” with long dark hair pulled back into a ponytail and bronze skinned. The type of woman that breathes confidence and is used to getting what she wants.
One thing that took her interest in particular is a display of trinkets that appear to be made out of gold, or the closest thing to it they have out in space. Goodness, they are pretty. Oh so pretty.
That look on her face is the kind that says, I like that pretty thing and if I’m feeling bold enough, and I’m damn bold, I might take that pretty thing.
She just got here. Is it too early to cause an inter-stellar incident? Can someone point her to the nearest Earth-embassy? She might need to seek immunity later on if her line of thinking goes uninterrupted.
Please do interrupt her.]
Re: moira;
[Well done, Snake. Always one to be good with words especially to a new comer and a young lady. Really smooth. Venom smiled at the woman, as he inhaled his e-cigar and leant up against the doorframe. The uniforms weren't really him either, since they didn't have any pouches to store useful items but it worked. They did feel comfortable.]
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Are you sure? You haven't seen me naked.
[She smiles. He's well built. She'd bet he wouldn't be half bad without the uniform, either.]
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[What? It was an honest question. Snake wouldn't mind if he saw this woman naked because she was pretty hot. A babe. He smirked at his response.]
I'm sure you're hot naked.
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Why don't we start with names and go from there? I'm Chloe.
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Hope I didn't embarrass you.
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[She had an easy going way about her. The Aussie accent just added to that effect.]
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Where have you come from? Your accent Australian? [Because Snake was good at detecting accents. Or, at least, he hoped he was.]
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[In her line of work, she doesn't stay in one place for too long. Not to mention, her services are usually in demand.]
What about you? Where do you come from, handsome?
Moira
[The voice Chloe hears is extremely deep and gravelly, and coming from... the ground?
A quick look down will reveal that she is, in fact, in the beginning steps of a conversing with a severed head, sitting on a neatly folded up uniform and placed on the floor.]
I suspect it is not in my size.
[Was that a joke? It was as close to one as she'll get from him, at least.]
Re: Moira
Good God.
[It's a head! Just the head??]
Did you just talk? I really am losing it.
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Yes, I spoke. [He's getting that reaction a lot in this place - which, of course, is completely understandable. It's just also a bit tiresome.] You are not losing your mind, it is the world around us that has gone mad.
[Both his own world, as well as this place. He's never seen so many strange people in one place before - and what a strange place it is. A metal ship with metal floors, that he's supposed to believe is sailing through the stars as though they were an ocean. Bizarre in its entirety.]
Do you have a name, stranger?
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Chloe Frazer. Do you have a name?
museum
[Eggsy's no stranger to petty theft. He hasn't stolen anything since he arrived on the Moira, but that's mostly due to the fact that his mentor and the very gentlemanly Harry Hart is on board. Keeps him in line. It doesn't mean, however, that he can't help someone else snag something that they want.]
Check your exits. Where everyone is.
[He stops next to her, hands in his pockets, and smiles, looking as casual as he would if he were talking about anything else.]
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You need to know far more than exits, handsome.
[She looks at the objects of interest again.]
There are other things to consider. Alarms. Sensors. Response times. Getaway routes. The risk versus the reward.
[She shrugs, smiling coyly over her shoulder at him.]
Not that I do that sort of thing. I was just looking at it.
[Naturally, that's all she was doing.]
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[Eggsy smirks, turns towards her with a brow raised.]
Ain't judgin', but you seem awfully familiar with all that. Makes me wonder if maybe we shouldn't see who can get to it first.
[He shrugs a shoulder, turns on his heel, and walks around to her other side. Eggsy's eyes flick to each guard, the cameras, anything of note on the way around.]
But if you was just lookin', ain't no point in the conversation we're havin', yeah?
[He's already considering it, just to see if he can. Maybe if he causes a distraction, bumps into the display.]
M' Eggsy.
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It's not the same thing as picking a wallet or hot-wiring a car. It takes a little more finesse.
[Chloe shrugs a bit in return.]
I'm familiar in the sense that I know how it's done, but I'm not usually the light-fingered one. I've got friends for that. I'm a driver.
[He should see her tear things up behind the wheel of a car. He'd be pretty damn impressed. Chloe is the best driver in the 'business'. Few can match this Aussie woman on the road.]
I'm Chloe. Nice to meet you, Eggsy. Do you usually look for ways to break laws to liven' things up a bit?
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A driver, yeah?
[If she didn't have his attention before, she definitely did now.]
Sometimes, depends on the day.
[He folds his arms over his chest, bending forward to look into a glass case.]
Gotta keep things interestin'. Mostly wanted to see what you'd do if I offered to help.
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[She glances at the pieces on display again.]
For something like this, normally I partner up with people I know. People I can trust. Can I trust you, Eggsy?
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[He was going to imagine it like he would a mission; plan, attempt execution, wing the fuck out of it. Eggsy nods, though, tipping his head towards her.]
How long does somethin' like this take to do? Won't be on the planet for long.
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[Chloe lifts her wrist to utilize the MID device. She'll need to give Nate a buzz. If someone could figure out how to steal from this place, it's him.]
Why don't you meet me tonight around the corner from here. After hours, of course. That should be long enough for Nate to cook up a plan.
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[Eggsy really hadn't expected any of this to happen, but he's game. It feels almost.. normal to be doing something like this, casing a place to rob. Almost like he's not in outer space anymore, living and working on a ship, but back home.]
So what should I bring? Besides myself, yeah?
[He wants to do his share.]