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Arrival #2 (Day 31)
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For the Crew
Between one blink and the next, the crew find themselves drawn back to the bridge. A feeling, a pull, a tug; it doesn't matter how, only that they are there to witness the flash of light, the hint of a portal on the floor (it fades between blinks), the ragged breathing of two fae in their ears, and a word stolen from their minds to be replaced with another: 'Noanga'.New Arrivals
Not that the crew has time to question Navi-No about this: they have several new faces to deal with.
You remember giggles, a touch of the faerie, the glimpse of a glimpse of figures, and the faint, indescribable words whispered in your ear. Then, between one blink and the next, you stand alongside others who share the same confused or alarmed look as you stare out at the spacious area before you. The area is the intact, gleamingly sleek bridge of a spaceship straight out of science-fiction, complete with holographic viewport taking over one wall, while gathered people mill about, including a giant robotic griffon-dragon some 23' at the shoulder.Claim quarters
Something tells you this is the only truly functional area to be found on the ship. That these people are the only people on the ship.
There is a weight on your dominant wrist: a fancy gold bangle that cannot be removed by any means. While it isn’t a brand, it does feel like a mark of something, and soon enough you notice that each bangle has one large jewel. Each jewel is one of three colours. Heliodor Green, Spinel Purple, and Zircon Blue.
Finally, you see a somewhat friendly looking AI hovering before you. It dips then does a delighted twirl with another dip at the end.
"Greetings, Invited! I am the Ship's Pilot, a Navigational Artificial Vector Interface – Noanga's Operator. Call me Navi-No of the Noanga." The mechanised voice is distinctly that of a generic British Butler and about as chipper. "It looks like you're trying to figure things out. I'd be delighted to provide assistance: I see you're all sporting some rather fetching bangles. Are you perhaps wondering about those?"
No. Not a Space Butler. It's Space Clip-It given a body, and, as you will very soon discover, about as accurate as Chat-GPT is.
And it's your (armed) pilot.
And, you also notice a that you are wearing, over your existing clothes, some strange, tacky kitten-themed jumper you don't recall putting on. It's actually kind of warm to be wearing a jumper...
Nyla will find she has gained an adorable plushie of Rauth the Unsouled, while Webmind has gained a adorable plushie of Caitlin Decter. Both are smiling and making hearts with their hands.
The first order of business is survival. Or at least finding a room for yourself. Luckily, there's plenty to pick from! Big and small, shaped for creatures who once measured from a child-sized three feet to titans towering at forty. Some rooms remain intact, dim but liveable. Others are half-eaten by dereliction: doors jammed, walls bowed inward, ventilation systems coughing dust. To claim room is to gamble: Will you risk wandering deep into the forgotten corridors or skirt the truly derelict zones for something grander, or settle for what’s close and known?Exploring the Noanga
Once, the Noanga must have been a marvel of engineering and technology. Once. But now it's now it is a semi-derelict thing that travels the stars while some strange life clings and renders it somehow still liveable, though the Bangles will beep warnings when a character strays from the liveable sections.Chose Your Own Horror
The ship smells faintly of ozone, rust, and the synthetic tang of recycled air. Everything feels lived-in yet long abandoned.
Yet despite its state, there's lots to do and find, even without being able to get into the engines or control the bridge.
Maybe you want to go deeper into the ship!New Wi-Wifi???
The deeper you go, the more likely you’ll encounter unstable gravity, radiation leaks, or things that have made themselves at home during the long years. Ignore the Bangle's warnings and wander too far into the dereliction, and they will shriek. The oxygen mix is wrong, the temperature too low, or the gravity plates stutter, leaving pockets of crushing or weightless voids.
Or worse.
Note: Anything found within the danger zones will not follow characters back into the safe areas. It's almost like they can't...
Thanks to Jules, the ship now has Fed-Net Wi-Fi or what passes for it at least. Though, like much of the ship, it's far from the best. For those who know what Dial-Up is, it has comparable speeds, perhaps a touch faster. Still, it is space Wi-fi and that opens up a whole new world - assuming the page doesn't time out trying to load, that is.
Some websites of interest are below.The Federation WebsiteThe website of the Federation's government. Some facts include: Each of the twelve Tribunal Members have a detailed page on them. The Federation spacefaring species list is over 300 species, each with it's own page. The page is political, with a detailed breakdown on how they vote, when the next elections are, and who the Federation Diplomats are. It's all very dry and densely political.
The BlackListLists each of the blacklisted species within the Federation. Terrans and 99% of mechanical life are on here, along with others such as Illithids and Cervitaur.
E-bay (Space Amazon)Owned by the Ferengi's Vaugn family; known to both treat workers decently and toe the line when it comes to workers rights. The site offers a variety of payment and shipping options, but the one that matters most to the Noanga currently are CreditMe (space paypal), and the shipping option of picking it up from the nearest space mall. Turns out you need a space post-box and the Noanga doesn't have one that can be found.
Vimeo (Space Youtube)Basically youtube, but on the trillions scale. You can find anything to watch on here. There's far to many famous names to list, but one universally loved Vimeo-star is the Waspiod gamer Mark Plays.
Watchlong (Space Twitch)The place to watch livestreams of all kinds. One of the biggest and well known streams is the Crown Zoo's capybara exhibit.
Pixelfeed (Space Instagram)The home of Influencers who've made it big. The biggest are general and cater to the average of all species, but there are those who cater to niches or the like. Mairenn, a daughter of High Queen Maeb, is one of the biggest fae kid-influencers with her facts of geology and archaeology, and her taste in fashion.
VineBasically TikTok by another name. Hope Joyous, a dancer from an ant-based species, is in the top five trending people and for good reason: she has some serious dance skills.
PetSpaceThe place for pet memes of all kind from around the Federation. Rich kids often show off their exotics from other parts of the Whirlpool here...
Curved Air MusicThe biggest music chain store/record label in the Whirlpool. Owned by the lamia Stevo XXIII.
Make your own location.
What it says on the tin! Want a gym? Pools? Indoor rock climbing? Sure! Go for it! The skies the limit.
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Donnie turned on his heel, starting towards whatever looked like the exit. He had no idea where anything was around here but at this particular moment he didn't care to be here specifically.
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Donnie spun around then, staring at her.
"The term 'monster' doesn't have the greatest connotations associated with it. Usually monsters aren't made out to be anything positive. So don't be calling anyone that unless you want them to think you're insulting them."
He paused, at least seeming to calm down some. But data always helped with that, and presenting things as information was cleaner than dealing with emotions.
"But for the record, I was originally a normal turtle. Apalone Spinifera, if that means anything to you. My brothers and I were mutated by human DNA for the aforementioned purposes, but our father, who happened to be the unwilling donor of said DNA, took us away from the yōkai scientist before he could do anything else, and we've been living under the streets of New York City all our lives since." Well, until he'd gotten space bridged onto an alien ship full of sentient robots, but that was neither here nor now.
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"Look, I don't know where you came from that monster has bad connotations, but that would like you calling me a Spark and me being insulted. Or like me calling you green, or me a redhead." she shrugged. "I know a lot of really great monsters. Honestly they're going to be upset that they couldn't come here with me. Again."
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"Probably better they're not here. I wouldn't want anyone here that I knew."
Donnie shrugged, turning to leave again. He was done with socializing for now.
Wrapping here?
*thumbs-up*
Thank you for the thread