memesofeternity | TEST DRIVE MEME

A. RETRIEVAL

Dreams fade slowly, and awareness returns in increments. The hum of machinery, the smell of recycled air, the murmurs of others waking up around you.

The interior of the ship has been outfitted with cots for those Biggs and Wedge retrieve from the Dream Width. Outside of the makeshift infirmary, windows set into the walls of the worn lounge area offer a view of space.

It’s time to meet your fellow new arrivals who have been brought together on Biggs and Wedge’s airship. None of you know how you came to be here or where you are going, and the door to the cockpit is locked as the pilots focus on navigating the treacherous obstacles of the Dream Width. You might as well take this moment to introduce yourself to your fellow travelers.

B. CURTI CENTER

There’s an almost overwhelming aura of excitement in the tower as researchers rush to document this unprecedented number of interdimensional travelers. Over the commotion, the leaders of the Center struggle to explain, ‘Welcome to Vaikuntha. We don’t know why you’ve been brought here, but this is your new home.’

The staff will do their best to help the off-worlders settle in. They answer the questions they can, provide maps and pamphlets about the world and the destinations within it, and even guide the arrivals to a neighborhood where housing has been provided for you. Yes, due to the strange influx of arrivals, you’ll be expected to share, but the Curti staff are doing the best they can under the circumstances.

Experiences like these bring people together. Perhaps you are the only one here from your world, but at least you are not alone in this experience. Others are right beside you, learning the same information, planning trips to visit the same new cities, checking out these Job things, and settling in to their new (temporary) homes.

C. UP IN THE SKY

There’s a whole new world to explore. It’s almost enough to distract from the fact that there’s one place you can’t go- home.

You are on an Airship, the main mode of transportation between the major cities of Vaikuntha. While the majority are owned by airlines, perhaps you hitched a ride with a friend that has their own. You can go anywhere in a matter of hours — One can only hope you don’t have motion sickness.

D. GUILDS

Proud representatives of the Guild are lined up, ready to demonstrate their skills for the new initiates. Make sure to stay behind the designated line, this might get dangerous.

So you want a new Job? You'll have to first travel to the Guilds, sign the papers, go through the orientation and introductory lectures, and get basic training. Afterwards, you can freely chat and practice with your fellow members, celebrating your new powers, and checking out your new wardrobe.

E. LET'S BE ADVENTURERS

Separated from all of your material possessions, connections, and everything you know, and really, what you’re left with is time. Better try to make the most of it.

Enough expository banter. It's explorin' time. Maybe instead of spending every day in your room, you'd rather spend it living it up in the city of Lavode, or betting on Chocobo Races in Sparks Goldsaucia. Or maybe you'd rather go and explore the caves and ruins near Arito. With Airships and Chocobos at your disposal, you can go nearly anywhere!

F. SIDEQUESTS

Maybe you’re telling yourself, ‘I didn’t sign up for this.’ But wait, you did. At least it pays.

It all started when you checked the Quest Board. All you wanted was a few gil to spend, and here you are in the wild, hunting for a Malboro Vine. Or maybe you are in some ancient and decrepit ruins looking for an artifact. Or you could be asked to be janitor for a week. Consider yourself lucky though, at least you don't have to do that alone.

G. GET A JOB (THE OTHER KIND)

You’ve got a Job, but Claire keeps sighing and muttering about layabout space-people not earning their keep, so it might be time to seek out Employment as well.

There are plenty of opportunities to earn some gil in Vaikuntha, no matter where you choose to settle down. Your iMog slate includes listing for employment opportunities. Hopefully you can find something you can live with so that you can start saving up for an airship or the security payment for your permanent housing.

H. MOGNET

*Ding!* You’ve got Mog-Mail!

Thankfully, you can instantaneously chat with your friends around the world thanks to you iMog Slate. And unlike old-fashioned Moogle Letters, you can even send messages to everyone in a blink of an eye! However, despite the change in technology, the old tradition of Mognet Strikes have never gone away. Nobody knows any more whether the Moogles have legitimate reasons to go on strike or if they are just lazy. But today, Mognet is down, and to get information you have no choice but going to the public boards or risk message corruption and mishandling.

I. RANDOM ENCOUNTER

The ground trembles, and out of nowhere, something hostile appears! ~~Is that battle music playing?~~

You were minding your own business walking around, and suddenly monsters attacked you! Time to put to use the skills you've learned with your Jobs! Will you try to fight on your own or seek help? And remember, you die in random battle, you die FOR REAL. There’s no shame from running from enemies that are a higher level than you!

J. WILD CARD

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"Ah, not a problem. I'll adjust; you seem to be doing a good enough job of it, after all." This said, his eyebrows do shoot up a little at the handshake. It's not that he's never encountered prosthesis, but it's still rare enough.

"You're a soldier?" He says without thinking. Maybe just because he's only seen them among those who've survived wars. Some of them more bloody and unprovoked than others.

He freezes, to the outside world its just a momentary pause. Perceptive. Probably a solider himself. He shoves aside every feeling he could have had and shrugs. "I was and still am. And I'm sure you'll adjust just fine. You're doing a great job at it already."

But that question is there and he stands straighter. "Is this the case of it takes a soldier to know a soldier?"

"A little..." Well, now that he let that slip, he might as well explain.

"I've seen my share of aftermaths from fights. My fa- That is, someone I knew had a brutal policy of war. And it made for a lot of people who had to pick themselves up and find other means, once those battles were finished." And he tries to keep his expression from darkening too much at that, lest Shiro get the wrong impression, that Chrom's angry at him.

"...Though yes, I'm also a soldier." There, that at least is something he can raise his head for, and be more confident in admitting.

His blood runs cold for a brief moment. He considers what to say to what little he's been given. In a way it reminds him of the princess who looks to him for tactical suggestions. But this is someone who had been tried by battle and come out the other side. Shiro studies his face for a long moment.

He breathes out through his nose and nods once. "Well, at least we'll have common ground whenever we work together. I offered this to someone else but if you want me to keep my ear out for anyone from where you're from, I can. It's not a trouble to help where I can."

There's something to that dark look and the correction that makes him want to say something else. But he doesn't know enough and lets it lie.

"I'd honestly breathe better, knowing there's some one seasoned in a fight to watch my back."

Though... He could use some tactical advice, right about now. Or any advice, really; waking up like that with no friends or family was a hard shock. Still, at least it wasn't in the middle of enemies, and he's slowly starting to get his sea... air legs under him, with practice.

"Thanks," he says, and honestly means it. There's clear relief in his voice. "And I'll return the favor, if there's anyone you're looking for. Any names or faces I should be vigilant about?"

“Anyone who brings up the word Voltron. But only approach them about it if their armor matches mine.” He could give names and descriptions but the word Voltron should be enough on its own. He leans back against the railing and glances out at the world around them. At least this time he isn’t a prisoner...so far. “And you can count on me to watch your back. We’re in this together, after all.”

He smiles just a bit. “I usually fight from the air but I have a good chunk of experience on the ground. But I think we’ll just have to see what we’ll be doing here. These airships are incredible. It would be interesting to know where else on this world requires the kind of ships that can have a self contained air supply.”

"Vol...tron. Got it." Sounds like a high end thunder spell, actually. Which certainly makes it easy to memorize. "The armor looks distinct, so that and the name shouldn't be too much of a problem... I'm guessing that you're all part of the same unit?"

Matching armor seems to suggest that, after all.

The comment about fighting from the air sparks some curiosity in him. "I've always been a ground fighter myself... though I've had my life saved more than a few times by pegasus knights. And wyvern riders, come to think of it."

"Yes we are. Can you tell me more about Pegasus knights and Wyvern riders? I'd love to hear about them." He has heard of the idea in books and stories but to hear first hand accounts? It's exciting. Plus it might take their mind off of their troubles.

It seems like they need that most of all. "I'm what we call a fighter pilot. I fly the combat rated machines for air support and to transport soldiers or explore new regions. Recently that's been beyond the stars."

"...Stars." Give him a moment to wrap his head around that one. And process it. And consider it, and-

Nope, still wrapping his head around it. Certainly the armor is outside of what he normally sees, (and probably should have been a tip off) but it's only now that he's starting to understand the function.

"I think it's safe to say the same is true for me; battles among the heavens are something reserved for bards and their tales. Still... pegasus and wyverns are something I'm at least familiar with, even if it isn't my expertise. The riders for pegasi tend to be female, though wyverns tend to be a bit less choosy."

He grabs the railing when the ship lurches and reaches out a hand to steady Chrom if he needs it. “I can imagine having your ride being living cuts out a lot of the pre-flight checks. Air machines usually have some kind of means to get airborne. You have to check it and whatever equipment you have to read the wind, communicate with the ground, and fuel gauge. It takes about five to ten minutes depending on how practiced you are. If it were a living beast...”

He looks up at the sky over head and his eyes narrow before he smiles. “Okay. I think I have the gist of it.” That would be something to experience. If they have anything like that here. “What are you the most familiar with?” He doesn’t mind this. It even rekindles that spark he has always had for the sky and exploring the furthest reaches. Not that it ever needed reignited.

The Galra coukdn’t take that from him.

"A little like this ship, then?" Though hopefully a touch more stable. Chrom counts himself lucky that the sudden lurch doesn't have him squeezing a brand new dent into that railing; he'd like to keep damages limited to just the door, at least until they land.

He still gives a brief nod, showing that he's holding his own.

"And pegasi are what I'm the most familiar with. Ylisse had- has a dedicated unit of riders. They've taken heavy casualties," and he'll just glance over the side of the ship briefly, before continuing. "But I've no doubt they'll work back up to full strength, in time."

“And your personal fighting style?” He nods once,yes this ship is a bit like the ships he flew. But it’s slower and heavier. He couldn’t imagine using one of these for combat. He’s not stupid enough to think this is the only airships.

“My people are dedicated defenders. Our skills are varied from tech to ranged fighting.” He removes his gauntlet and exposes the gleaming metal of his right hand. “It usually becomes a weapon. It doesn’t seen able to do that right now.” He slides his gauntlet back on and relocks it in place.

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