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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.


2
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?

3
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.
funnylittleclown: (Having a good time)

[personal profile] funnylittleclown 2022-10-15 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't put it beyond the Doctor to at least attempt to speak to the ground.

[ Who looks silly? :P ]
funnylittleclown: (Default)

[personal profile] funnylittleclown 2022-10-15 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do understand. It's a great deal to take in all at once."

And each individual handled the new and abnormal in a different way.

"If its any consolation I think your memory processor is functioning remarkably well. You haven't panicked or flown into any sort of a rage. A little denial is reasonable enough, this is all very new."
funnylittleclown: (Default)

[personal profile] funnylittleclown 2022-10-15 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
It's been very nice to meet you to!

[ Hey, some of his best friends were inorganic. ]

I wish you luck with the race.
mech_and_mutt: (Hey no fair!)

[personal profile] mech_and_mutt 2022-10-15 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Whether it's for the better or worse, the modern affectations of fandom seem to be lost on him. Let alone the fact that this machine seemed intent on some strange form of real-person pairing.

Instead, Red just sort of stared.

"So... you're tryin' to set me up with someone?"
futuradelita: (Sadness)

[personal profile] futuradelita 2022-10-15 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ NASA... NASA... the name does not ring any bells. 'California' is only familiar as the small colony 'Nueva California'. Florida, ella apenas recognizes it as one of the small settlements that formed within one of the planets, as 'La Florida'

And why the hell would they send out a probe that primitive, and without even an Alcubierre Drive? She decides to answer in more general terms. It's the answer that's cleared the most things so far. ]


I'm from Puerto Nuevo Vallarta, a rural world still being terraformed within the Aztán Sector, whose capital is around the Tonatiuh star... Compared to everyone, I'm from the Camelopardalis constellation.

[ She then tilts her head to look at the probe. ]

No me suena nada about those locations, and.. you're too old to be from my world. You don't even have an Alcubierre Drive. I'd like to know which world are you--

[ She pauses when she notices a plaque screwed someplace in its parts. Adela kneels, leaves her hat down by her side... Her eyes widen.

There is the engraving of a human man and a human woman, and the representation of a star system. ]
Edited (Minor correction!) 2022-10-15 17:35 (UTC)
somuchshipping: (Playful)

[personal profile] somuchshipping 2022-10-15 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not necessarily, I just like watching and predicting ships. I will admit you x your crew sounds adorable, though, even though I've only just met you!"

Though Hermes does have standards. It's not like his ships are static and immutable. This one is liable to change as he learns more about Red.
futuradelita: (Default)

[personal profile] futuradelita 2022-10-15 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Besides, sometimes they hold a grudge with the demon they already know than with the one(s) they don't.

[ Adela then turns around, and sits beside the gigantic machine, simply to stare off at the starships. ]

I think... that's inevitable, in some way? My peoples were the descendants of people that left a horrible regime that formed on Earth. A 'Citizen Republic'. Mis Tatas left, hopeing that we'd get a better life on a new constellarion, but we continued wanting our own sand castles, dividing ourselves by petty strifes... even as we found alien enemies on two sides.
lyalyuma: (Default)

shoot, so sorry - work ate me for a moment there!!

[personal profile] lyalyuma 2022-10-15 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Who is this child--]

[Infel doesn't know whether to be annoyed or intrigued, so she settles in-between: a blank look on her face, as though explaining something basic to a child.]
Less the Symphonic Power and more the words themselves in this case - the language has its own power - but there certainly are computers which respond to songs. Rather than using electricity alone, they use Songstones for wave conversion instead. Just because your world hasn't caught up...

[SHRUG. ... But she turns around to face Carol nevertheless, letting the console's blank screen look at her back rather than her face for a change.] It sounds like our worlds might have a few things in common, though. That's a start.
lyalyuma: (to dispel the night)

sorry, work consumed me there! i'm back tho :^)

[personal profile] lyalyuma 2022-10-15 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Is that a fucking horse girl in a lab coat? What kind of mascot character is this, now?]

[She's cute enough, certainly, but still... ????]

[You know what, though? She's just going to take it as it is, and the girl as she is - there, interacting with her, and also wearing a lab coat.]


I have to admit, I was getting a little bored where I was. [Yes, bored is the word for it. Not bitter about the Metafalica thing at all.] I don't quite have all my physical strength back [like she had any at all??? please, noodle-arms, get it together], but this could definitely be fun.
lyalyuma: (to the hill; the earth; the sky/.)

a HELLO!!!! BODYSLAMS

[personal profile] lyalyuma 2022-10-15 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Once again, who is this kid--]

[Infel had been planning to ignore her at first; she's trying to take notes and also maybe not die. She is emphatically not in the mood to babysit. Still, though... The kid seems utterly fascinated, and utterly unfazed by the physical danger she's in.]

[Meanwhile, Infel's bangs are plastered to her face with sweat, and her legs are killing her. Rude.]


I would imagine-- [A crack of thunder sounds through the open hall, echoing off its walls repeatedly, showering them in sound. Infel looks at the spot where the offending lightning bolt struck, almost insulted that it dared interrupt her.] Anyway, I would imagine they have some mechanism in place to repair each other, right? The whole system seems pretty autonomous.
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[personal profile] pioneer10 2022-10-15 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm trying to figure a frame of reference, here. But for the record, I have to ask.

Where do you think Camelopardis constellation originates from? The name, not the stars.


[This kid is weird, even by the standards of the day, which is a pretty fucking weird day, come to mention it. Location-names based on constellations? Hell, constellations weren't even real, they were just visual illusions formed by stars aligning from one perspective.]

You mean, what planet? Earth.
crystalmaster: (Default)

[personal profile] crystalmaster 2022-10-15 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was pretty interesting," Radley said.

He nodded. "I like to know about the situations I get into."
tach_nology: (Official)

[personal profile] tach_nology 2022-10-16 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Haha... I can understand the feeling. Though I certainly didn't expect anything as extreme as this right off the bat! [She says "extreme" almost jokingly, even though obviously their situation is, in every definition, extreme. Maybe it's a way of coping.] I take it your studies don't involve as much physical activity usually?
futuradelita: (Shocked)

[personal profile] futuradelita 2022-10-16 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ The answer is obvious. The name was chosen by the very astronomers of Earth before the times of the Citizen Federation, on what is also known as the "Giraffe Constellation." A name that ended up adopted for the cluster as a whole.

Then it comes to the Star name: Tonatiuh. The fact the hispanic and latinamerican colonizers found said star and exoplanet at the safest distance away from Terra as almost destiny. It was the reason the first Earth-like planet was, likewise, called 'Aztlán'.

At first, she struggles to believe it. Then takes a longer look at the plaque: Male and female humans compared in size with the object. Two circles and a line between them. A big sphere with nine other spheres, one from which the probe originated from. A bunch of lines hailing from a singular star system. It was a map.

She had no idea what any of that meant, but rapidly connects the dots: Primitive probe, two circles and a line, probe from a third rock from a sun... ]


¡Hijo de la chingada! ¿En serio eres de la Tierra?

[ Which finally led her to process it. ]

How come weren't you hunted down by the Terran Federation? You have a map of where we come from. Last we heard, they hated anything that may give away their position or even culture.
hattersgonnahat: (Is that so)

[personal profile] hattersgonnahat 2022-10-16 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Huh... you know, that ain't really a bad idea.

I could start a hat business.
[Despite not knowing a single thing about how businesses and money works]
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[personal profile] darkassassin 2022-10-16 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
The unfamiliar words grate at her, but then again everything does right now. She turns, finally, hand on her hip, regarding the droid.

"You are saying we are inside a game?"
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[personal profile] darkassassin 2022-10-16 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I had favours to repay, and a future to pursue," she replies in response, trying a few more buttons before turning to face him. One of the most terrifying warriors Dathomir had ever produced - far worse than his brother. But then again, that was as it had to be, wasn't it? Very little died of old age on Dathomir. To survive, to make it off world - it took more than just strength or intelligence. It took a ferocious will to survive.

Why had she helped Kenobi? A question that occupied her mind more than it ought to, really.

"But we are, indeed, Children of Dathomir. It is why we are still alive."

somuchshipping: (Excited)

[personal profile] somuchshipping 2022-10-16 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Hermes can definitely see why this confusion is a thing that is happening.

"No, no, no, SUPERBIA is looking for the SUN named Fortuna. In my computer game, players try to find the PLANET named Fortuna. But yes, it is a very huge coincidence AndIThinkThat's WhyFortunaCame ToMe!"
Edited 2022-10-16 03:09 (UTC)
kid_devil_you_dont_know: (KD - Trident)

[personal profile] kid_devil_you_dont_know 2022-10-16 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Are you resistant to electrical damage? [The question is asked casually, as if Eddie wouldn't be surprised by a yes. Considering all the metahumans in the world he comes from, and their broad range of powers, he's almost expecting a yes.]

I'm not, so I'm going to have to keep moving. I'm working on a theory about the robots... you'll have to walk with me if you want to discuss it. [His smile is unseen behind the facemask, but maybe she can hear it in his voice.] My name is Eddie, codename Kid Devil.
kid_devil_you_dont_know: (KD - Leap / Agility)

[personal profile] kid_devil_you_dont_know 2022-10-16 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
['Do not type song lyrics at the scientific probe who has developed sentience, Bloomberg,' Eddie thinks to himself sternly.] I suppose, on the plus side, that's more freed up storage room for whatever you learn on this journey.

As for ending up in alternate universes, I'd give you the platitude "you get used to it"... but I'm still not. Instead... we'll adapt. Seems to be a trait of those who come from Earth, anyway.
riproduzione: (B233)

[personal profile] riproduzione 2022-10-16 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Abbacchio listens to be polite, even though he doesn't know what quicksaving is. Tutorials are probably like an in-game guide, and with the way Hermes is chatting up a storm, Abbacchio can believe it. An eyebrow quirks when he says he helps with shipping out messages — Hermes the messenger god, of course.

Turning a corner and heading down a long stretch of what looks like a mechanical walled corridor, he glances back towards the AI. ]


This game of yours, what kind of rewards do the "players" get when they find the treasure?

[ Like Hermes said, it's most likely nothing more than a coincidence that both things they seek share the same name, but he's still a little curious. ]
riproduzione: (B172)

[personal profile] riproduzione 2022-10-16 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Startling, he stares up at the ship, wonders if perhaps there's a window someone is watching him from or maybe some kind of security camera. He certainly doesn't think the voice is coming from the ship itself, no, instead he's picturing someone inside surrounded by complicated looking panels covered in dozens of buttons and speaking into a microphone hooked up to a speaker system. ]

I was wondering if anyone could give me some pointers on how we're supposed to put these things together.

[ Vaguely, he gestures at the striking ship, in the shipyard it really does stand out. ]
somuchshipping: (Wat)

[personal profile] somuchshipping 2022-10-16 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[He really should worry, Hermes has a way of talking nonstop if the situation allows it.]

To the player characters, they're objects that they want. It's their whole purpose of going to Fortuna! They could be medicine to cure a seemingly-incurable disease or a giant pile of money to erase any and all debts someone has or even a mind-control device to stop an entire species from doing something you don't want them to do!

To the players themselves, these items can be bought into future runs through the game as a starting bonus!


[Hermes is feeling very comfortable right now spouting off info about the game. Unfortunately, so much so that he just segues onto the next topic because he isn't really thinking.]

But sometimes, the items can be veeeeery risky. That's when Fortuna rolls a dice! Lower roles are bad and-

[Hermes only just realizes now what he's done and actually looks a little sheepish.]

Eheh... sorry. Got caught up in tutorials.
riproduzione: (P078)

[personal profile] riproduzione 2022-10-16 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Just one? Sounds like you have a versatile skill set at your disposal.

[ Something that can be adjusted to the situation depending on what's needed. Abbacchio genuinely sounds mildly impressed, even if she thinks of it as nothing more than boring lab work. Humming in thought, he approaches the closest of the cabinets proper, wiping more dust off of the surface to get a better look. From what he can see, there are no switches or buttons that might power the thing on from the front, and he pats his hand across the side he can reach. ]

I'm not seeing anything… [ a clunk as his hand passes over a raised spot. ] Ah. Spoke too soon.

[ He presses it in properly, watching the machinery expectantly. ]
lyalyuma: (maoh would not stop believing)

[personal profile] lyalyuma 2022-10-16 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[The truth is that she usually got other people to do her dirty work for her - letting others carry out dangerous experiments, the whole "war against the Goddess" thing... Instead, she just says:] Nothing like this. My expertise is in physics, Wave Theory specifically; it's not the most hazardous thing in the world.

[In any case, she's not going anywhere fast; oppressive as the heat may feel right now, she's certainly not up to making any grand escapes. In the meantime, she might as well talk to this... Girl. Horse? Horse-girl? Mascot character? Girl. As though every muscle in her body isn't crying out for help, she folds her hands behind her head and lays back against the toasty metal floor.] And yours?

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