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space_aces ([personal profile] space_aces) wrote in [community profile] thegreatspacerace2022-09-28 07:29 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME #1

WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO TREAD
Your journey only happened because of your benefactor, so it begets that it starts at your benefactor as well. SUPERBIA, which is as much of a location as it is an entity, is where everyone's search for Fortuna begins.

There's not much of a welcome party: shortly after their fateful encounter with SUPERBIA, in which they swore to join the quest to find Fortuna, the new Privateers will find themselves afflicted by a sudden change in perspective. See, teleportation is a tricky process, so from SUPERBIA's point of view, why not make the target destination none other than itself? One highly disconcerting moment later, and the Privateers find themselves inside the belly of the beast.

The vast mega-structure is shockingly lonely, void of anyone other than the Privateers. Those who look off the metal satellite and to The Network for intelligence (or take a skim at the Space Wikipedia article) will find out that the surrounding space is clear for lightyears; rumors have it that the place is cursed. It won't take long to understand why.


1
Overclocked




The innards of SUPERBIA are that of an impossibly scaled up computer, and the Privateers start right in the middle of it. You are the spider living in the dusty PS4. Literal rivers of coolant, transistors the size of mountains, landscapes made entirely of circuitry. The sky, bounded by a distant metal ceiling, is constantly alight with coursing electricity that cracks the sky with lightning storms. It can be assumed that the Privateers are the first living things to set foot here, because such a place is not ever meant to be traversed by delicate, organic, mortals that worry about things such as "temperature" or "voltage". SUPERBIA needs not lifeforms to continue its operations; why design for them? Traversal itself is difficult: unscalable walls and perilous drops are common to encounter. The only company the Privateers will find are oddly adorable maintenance robots, which sadly seem too occupied by their directives of maintaining the massive machine to offer any assistance (or even acknowledgement of their new guests).

It is immediately clear that the most urgent priority is to get the hell out of here. Before your adventure ends at the starting line.


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Skeletons In The Closet

If one stays inside SUPERBIA, either by getting horribly lost or losing all common sense, one will notice a peculiar pattern emerge as one gets deeper into the bowels of the mega-structure. Passages shrink and become more level, and the incredible hostility and danger of the surroundings fade away, until one comes across areas which were definitely intended for humanoid organisms to use at one point.

The construction of these areas is cramped, unfurnished, and dreary; they are reminiscent of artificial environments meant to handle harsh external conditions like a submarine or bunker, but they are entirely livable. One can eventually find distinct rooms, but everything in them has crumbled to dust and their original purpose is nigh impossible to discern. Deeper investigation may reveal the few items that have stood the test of time. While it is more plausible for life to have existed here, that doesn't seem to be the case now. What happened here?

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The Shipyard

In the opposite direction, when one finally reaches the outer edges of SUPERBIA, they will be rewarded with the place to pick up a spaceship and a stunningly beautiful view of outer space. The outside of SUPERBIA has no atmosphere to get between you and the stars, and they shine brightly, like a beacon calling one out into the first steps of adventure.

The shipyard is already filled with countless space ships of every size, form, and function, all autonomously constructed by SUPERBIA's factories over the countless years. What's the harm in taking one or twenty out for a spin? Even if one has no intentions of permanent ownership of the vehicle, it's not like SUPERBIA will miss it. For a Privateer with a more specific vision, however, there are kiosks around the yard which will allow one to design their very own space ship down to their exact specifications. When the process is done SUPERBIA's matter printers will have it out and space-ready right before your very eyes.

If a Privateer has a ship, vehicle, or large item that they intended to bring with them, they will also find them here, neatly parked in the Shipyard. Why didn't SUPERBIA extend this courtesy to the pilot's themselves? The answer is revealed as soon as the owner makes a closer inspection: the inner contents have been rearranged, like a whirlwind was unleashed inside and assorted loose items thrown around. Now aren't you glad your transportation was given special attention, and the same didn't happen to your innards?

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Hot Crewmates in Your Area

But how will a single Privateer man an entire space ship? No worries: when one steps into a ship, the strangely endearing maintenance robots will suddenly take acute interest. The robots will follow inside and immediately start assuming the duties of a spacefarer, eliminating the need for extra hands on deck.

Even still, there's just no eliminating the want for a human touch, though. Thankfully even that dilemma has a contingency plotted by SUPERBIA.

Communication devices are easily available on every space ship. They come in all shapes and sizes, ranging from huge stationary consoles to portable smartphone-like screens. But whenever a Privateer attempts to access the Network, a pop-up will appear, obscuring the whole screen.


The device will be rendered unusable until one relents to the pop-up's demands and provides answers to its questions. What will these be used for? The mystery will be solved when a social media app mysteriously installs itself on the same device, with profiles preemptively made for every Privateer. Each Privateer's profile consists of their given answers, paired with embarrassingly candid photographs. SUPERBIA has eyes in many places it seems.
miraclekiller: (smuggest alchemist)

[personal profile] miraclekiller 2022-10-13 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Some people are into that.

[ Like Carol. Carol is into that. She's all about people kneeling before her. ]
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[personal profile] nothing_can_stop_me 2022-10-13 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Huh, must be awkward floating there when giving birth…
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[personal profile] shangrilady 2022-10-13 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
lol well I guess those people are fine then
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[personal profile] fourhope 2022-10-13 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
You're too kind. I'm glad we could resolve this amicably. I'd hate to develop bad blood with someone so soon. It'd start the journey off on a sour note.
I would prefer avoiding that if possible.

Likewise. While I don't particularly wish for you to succeed in your endeavor for personal reasons, i don't wish you any bad happenings either.


[The caveat is he said his family is pacifists. Didn't say anything about his own beliefs. That'll be a fun conversation one day, because odds are he's going to end up having to rely on a decidedly un-pacifistic skillset before this is all over.]
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[personal profile] nothing_can_stop_me 2022-10-13 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
I… uh… woah, that… yikes!

If I didn’t experience certain things before this, I’d wonder if this was a story from a comic!

Though, sheesh. I really hope you can get back. I know what it’s like…
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[personal profile] riproduzione 2022-10-13 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ The most advanced video game Abbacchio has played is Snake. ]

Well, that's probably because none of the people who can do this played your game. Not everyone has this power.

[ The number of Stand users can't be that large when compared to the entire human population, surely, and the process of acquiring a Stand is unpleasant at best, fatal at worst, at least in his experience. That's not something that Abbacchio is going to get in to though, and it seems the other is more than happy to continue revealing increasingly strange information about themself. ]

You're both from a video game and a spaceship?
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[personal profile] shangrilady 2022-10-13 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Well, we use rotation to simulate gravity on the inner surface. Like, we're all living in tubes and stuff, so it's not too floaty.

...I also don't know much about giving birth though. I mean, the obvious aside.
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[personal profile] tach_nology 2022-10-13 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
I see, I see, it sounds like quite the task. And what are androids normally used for when not being employed in nefarious uses? Are they ubiquitous or restricted to only certain industries or classes?
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[personal profile] transcutation 2022-10-13 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
For Cagliostro, the pursuit of cuteness mattered far more than the opinions of a bunch of backwards, inflexible eggheads. And she had plenty of people whose opinions she did appreciate who thought she was cute. But more than that, any body she could make was better than that horrible wreck she'd been born with.

"Hmm, it's hard to say when they're running away screaming, but it's usually something along those lines by the time I catch them?" She giggles evilly.
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[personal profile] kid_devil_you_dont_know 2022-10-13 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[He gives her a sympathetic look.] All by yourself and far from home?

I'm sorry. It's a feeling I wouldn't wish on anyone.
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[personal profile] sleepfan 2022-10-13 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I understand." Large space battles. Linhardt would do his best to avoid those. Optimizing for speed still remained a possible option. Space is large. Simply leaving might be a viable tactic. Linhardt has no sense of honor: He will 100% run away.

"No magic at all?" Judging by her reaction, that's Linhardt's guess. He considers how best to word his answer, taking a moment to think before answering, "It's a heat spell. I heat up the air enough that it combusts, fundamentally. The energy to create the heat comes from within me. Much like running does." Which is to say it takes physical effort and energy.
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[personal profile] somuchshipping 2022-10-13 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. That makes sense. Besides, who would want to reveal personal information to the NPCs of a video game?]

Yeah. All AIs in Fortuna have a spaceship. The lore is that Prometheus gave the Notails the ability to put all of us AI in shells, then the Notails went on to create more and more generations of AI based off of us.
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[personal profile] nothing_can_stop_me 2022-10-13 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
…you lost me. Sorry, you science me for too long and I will space out. But, I think I understand.
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do lmk if the appearance is off o7

[personal profile] riproduzione 2022-10-13 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Abbacchio nods in understanding, while Moody's blank stare watches the AI, makes a low beep that fades with a click. ]

I see, so you could say that you're the AI of a ship, in the same way they're part of me. Did this Prometheus thing or the uh, the "No Tails" give you a name like they would a ship?

[ If he's going to see them around, he really would like something to address them by. Being able to put a name to the AI might make it easier to deal with the fact he's having a conversation with a computer screen on legs. ]
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[personal profile] crystalmaster 2022-10-13 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
"It must be pretty difficult to find, to have to send for all of us to get it," Radley said.

He looked at the ship. "Mars? So there really were people living there?"
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You can find a picture of Hermes in his journal proper, but p much, you got it

[personal profile] somuchshipping 2022-10-13 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Right now, Hermes is feeling very comfortable. While they're not really a knowledge god with access to the database, he's still very much the AI that gives the tutorial.]

No, no, Prometheus is another AI like me! We all game our own names to ourselves. There's many gen ones, or first-generation AIs, but only one of each. I'm a Hermes unit, also gen one. But let's just call me Hermes.

What's your name by the way, human?
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riproduzione: (P214)

thumbs up!!

[personal profile] riproduzione 2022-10-13 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Well, Hermes… [ and Prometheus, like in Greek myth? With a glance to his Stand, he nods shortly and dismisses them. Some whirring, and they fade back towards Abbacchio in the same way they'd appeared. ] You can call me Abbacchio.

[ In the same way he omits his first name, for now Moody Blues' also name remains a mystery. Abbacchio is not in the habit of freely handing out information regarding his Stand, and the fact that Hermes could see them at all is partially troubling, though he wonders if that has more to do with this place that they're in rather than any inherent ability Hermes may have. ]

Don't suppose you know how to get out of here?
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[personal profile] somuchshipping 2022-10-13 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Well... not... exactly... Hermes glances around, then back to Abbacchio.]

We can walk out of here. You'd think SUPERBIA would give us a map or something.
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[personal profile] riproduzione 2022-10-13 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ That pulls a small snort of amusement from him. ]

A map would be convenient. I wonder if we have to prove ourselves to SUPERBIA by finding our own way out.

[ Where they've found themselves is like no place Abbacchio has seen before, and he glances around, humming quietly in thought before taking a few steps away from the AI and back in the direction he'd originally been heading. Turning to Hermes, he raises an eyebrow. ]

We could try this way. Are you coming along?
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[personal profile] somuchshipping 2022-10-13 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Hermes is already wordlessly following Abbacchio before he finishes his sentence. He'll start up a conversation about his ingame duties to fill the dull, boring void of silence.]

I'm guessing you want to know more about me, right? Weeeeeeell, I'm the guy who handles the quicksaving! I also help Mors with information gathering and Hades with shipping out messages. Plus, I'm usually the guy who does the tutorial.
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[personal profile] pioneer10 2022-10-13 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Nine's the most recent. Hydrogen's supposed to be a reference point. So the rest makes sense. Obviously you don't need it, but it's not like we knew what was out there when I was launched. I don't know what it looks like where you're from; this whole alternate dimension thing is pretty weird, you have to admit."

Or did he? Maybe this was normal, to an alien. Bold new world.

"Honestly, I might wake up and decide this is all too insane, and there's nothing about this that's even remotely plausible, let alone acceptable, but right now I think I'm willing to believe just about anything. It's been a pretty weird damn day."
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[personal profile] pioneer10 2022-10-13 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"As sapient as you are. Turns out that over enough time, even something like me can become a person. Go figure."

Infinite time doesn't mean infinite everything, but it does give you some things that you'd otherwise never see. If Ten had had shoulders, she'd have shrugged them.

"I don't really know how I got here. I guess if you've got organic hardware you show up somewhere else? You'd have to ask SUPERBIA. But, they're not really answering my calls, at the moment... Maybe you'd have better luck."
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[personal profile] quintet 2022-10-13 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Quintet is a good listener. She's also good at ignoring most of what someone's saying— comes of a long association with Meander, really. Call it a survival tactic.

"Guy, you are gonna have to reign it in, alright?" So she sits back, ears pinned and tail lashing. C'mon, you're too big for this. Should she hit him? She kinda wants to hit him, "You're an adrenaline junkie, fine. But we're kind of in a situation here."
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[personal profile] zerofive 2022-10-13 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Is it worth having that improvement, if you cannot go and get it by yourself? What's the price, Quatre, for such a miracle? Wufei's seen too much death to trust it. He'd rather fight on his own behalf, thank you very much.

"Yes," He agrees, because why answer twice when once is enough. Then he cocks his head meaningfully at the nearest cliff, and turns away. C'mon, he'll give you a boost.

Better time? Yes, and it would be easier. More than that, it's good, to be amongst them again. He had not thought to have the chance, ever again.
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[personal profile] topothefoodchain 2022-10-13 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
For Ahri, not eating people is more about her than the people. It measures the strength of her will, the wisdom of her interactions, the fidelity of her path to the one forged by her ancestors. Which in most respects would probably not be the most comforting thing to know, but Vikala might (lol) find a silver lining: it was not a motive that depended on her potential meals being useful.

Also, Shoulder Braum would probably be disappointed. There's that.

"I can see that." Probably not the words you want to hear from your stalker, but Ahri's laughter is warm, a sound to unbind knots, allay fears, and invite all who share it into each other's confidence. Just so long as you don't think too hard about all the possible reasons a monster would be able to make a sound like that on demand.

"Luckily, you have someone to follow."

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