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RECYCLEDCRAFT: Space Sex Mystery?

PREMISE (example)

You awaken on a train - or a sleek-feeling spacecraft, or a boat, or even a submarine.
The shape of the craft isn't important, or even immediately apparent - but you are here, a sealed, surprisingly comfortable room with a soft bed, whereas before you were home. If home was even where you wanted to be.

"Good morning, passenger," a voice purrs; you can feel a presence with it, but there's no indication anyone is in the room with you.

There is, however, a comfortable weight along your legs, your arms, your spine... something appears ready to keep you here for a while.

What will you do?

CONTEXT

What is this, exactly? This premise is a smut spinoff of a wider continuity - the 'space'craft your character is on has taken your character from their home. It - any and all pronouns are fine, and if you OOCly have a preference just give a heads-up in your starter comment and we'll go from there - has been through quite a time recently, having lost its crew and the programming that initially determined its purpose. (Some data/facts still remain for basic navigation and specialization - see the next entry!) Nor does it remember exactly how it happened, just that something terrible happened and it has to do things more on-its-own now.

But what it can still do is (A) interpret characters' emotions and respond accordingly, (B) provide safe and sturdy transport plus life support and (C) bond intensely with those now tied to it!

This can be for a one-on-one scenario, a group account, or even joint threading if everyone would like to put in the time to sort things out! Can start with the premise above, or can be time-skipped along to where both parties are familiar with one another.

OPTIONS

What kind of 'craft are you on, anyway?
The Ace - originally a sleek fighter craft, this one was made to take to space and the skies with impunity! Very flexible, good at interpreting orders, and still carries echoes of 'tude from its former crew. And now it's focusing all that energy on you. Think you can take it?

Star-Gazer - originally a solo-craft meant for exploration, this 'craft was built to take someone far, and to provide companionship to anchor someone to reality on the way. It's designed to be cozy, and is not meant to be shared. Maybe it remembers another name alongside yours, but it no longer recalls those memories consistently. But perhaps that isn't a bad thing...

Like the Lightning - this was a mercenary's craft, passed along from generation to generation. With acute knowledge of trade routes and meticulously-crafted stealth routines to take shelter on even the most unexpected worlds, its job is to do the job - but it can't do so alone, and that's where you come in. Such a partnership does come with benefits, as a matter of course.

The Lost One* - a missioncraft, badly damaged, better suited for a group than an individual... but it has found someone, and will desperately work to make sure they are safe. Believes very strongly in doing the Just thing, but now it doubts it knows how to determine that anymore. Appears to have lost everything twice over, and has just enough memory to make it very hard to accept things at face value. Befriending this one is the most difficult possibility, but it is doable - if you wish to sincerely try.

*This IS meant to poke fun at myself, to be clear.

GENERAL SCENARIOS

Introductions - Exactly what it says on the tin.
Visiting a World - Can be just shopping, can be a 'risk of getting caught' sort of deal, or you've caught whiff of Adventure. Each 'craft will have different reactions, of course, but fun CAN be had by all!
Voidstorm* - Traveling through one of these tends to have... unique effects. Usually ones that are temporarily bad for one's sanity, but not having to be alone during them is supposed to help. Or it can just make things weirder; you never know! Don't try to break the windows and go outside, though; that's never a good idea.

*I'm not changing what it's called, because I can't think of anything better to call it. To explain 'from the outside': imagine if sex pollen were a space phenomenon you could fly through, and be directly effected mentally/emotionally. Hallucinations, particularly shared hallucinations, are common. Seeing people you love outside and feeling compelled to go out there is also possible. Other possibilities include seeing emotions as aura colors, feeling compelled to speak and act on one's deepest feelings, and not being able to understand other languages.
You can see why sex pollen wouldn't be out of place here, right?

KINKS

Anticipated Content: Mindsharing, Voyeurism and/or Exhibitionism, Sense Play, Cuddling (through atypical means), Xenophilia, Mechanophilia, Vulnerability (Emotional, Physical), Light Bondage, Body Worship.
Personal Favorites (Not required for the premise, just ones I like): Biting, Sense-sharing, Orgasm Control, Sensory Overload, Slow-to-Warm-Up, Breastplay, Lactation.
Nos: Watersports/Scat, Bloodplay, Necrophilia.

Any kinks not listed under any of these are open to discussion, as well.

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Konoka only took a look at the fourth outfit as she shed the dress. This one felt nostalgic, a blast from the past, given that it resembled her school uniform (slightly).

It took a bit of adjustment with the top, as she was surprised at how low cut the collar was. "Haha, this kinda takes me back! I used to wear school uniforms all the time!" It was probably the most comfortable of the outfits so far, mostly accounting for familiarity and the shoes. "They weren't quite this formal, I don't think, but it's comfortable all the same."

"I would not be able to say how close it is unless you showed me, Konoka."

And wouldn't that be a plan for the future? The Star Gazer was, to say the least, interested in learning more about what her passenger's world was like.

"It is good that you find it comfortable, though."

And the fifth one, perhaps, would remind Konoka of shows she used to watch: a short purple skirt with a prominent darker stripe around the wasteband; leggings in black and gold, matched with dark shoes with buckles that could be pulled taut; and a short-sleeved frilly lilac shirt, with an off-white undershirt meant to provide support without being spotted from the outside.

"I'll definitely have to show you!" Konoka chirped. It was a promise, one made for their future.

After taking a look at the uniform she was wearing using the self-vision (her name for when Star Gazer beams what she looks like into her brain), she quickly peeled it off before taking a look at the next one.

...and being thoroughly amused that she immediately thought of magical girl shows.

This one wasn't quite as heavily frilly as an actual magical girl costume, but it was certainly matching those aesthetics, given the sleeves, the short skirt, and how the leggings hugged her body. Of the uniforms she'd been given, these had the most obvious sex appeal.

"You really picked out some interesting themes! This one inspires the magical girl within me," Konoka declared, as she slipped on the outfit. She felt a bit more exposed despite not much of her skin actually showing (none of these exposed much skin, really). Honestly, she'd probably pick this one entirely for the days she spent working within Void-space. "Is that all of them?"

"I take it that is a good thing," the Star Gazer concluded, quite pleased with Konoka's evaluations overall.

"And that is all of the outfits. While we could go over the other items, since we have time, I fear getting you 'riled up' before meeting with the ministry may not be the best idea."

Supply runs were one thing, but this was a rather more serious matter. After, however, the Star Gazer had to believe there would be much occasion for stress relief.

That didn't stop her from feeling nervous now, however.

"Um, yeah, probably not," Konoka hastily agreed, perhaps deciding that trying to get worked up on a meeting that important wasn't the smartest idea.

The magical girl outfit was perhaps the easiest to move around in. If she really wanted to, she could probably use it for something that expected conflict. Maybe. But a thought for another time.

Of the things she tried out, Konoka decided that first impressions were the best, so... "I'm going to go with the dress! Feels like it's the best thing for visiting the ministry." She could feel that nervousness from the ship, however. "Are you worried on what we might find out?"

Honestly, so was she.

The Star Gazer sent a burst of affection down the link.

"Yes, I rather am, Konoka," she admitted.

"Almost as much as I worry about what they may not know yet. It seems... heavy, to have such relevant information be an unknown, let alone possibly remain such."

But there was only one way truly out, and that was through; putting on the speed, she headed towards the base she'd previously marked out.

"Best to focus on what questions they do ask, rather than give them reason to ask more and risk confusing the issue."

If they thought something was wrong, beyond the matters that were simply beyond their control, they were likely to be detained, perhaps indefinitely! Or separated, which for the Star Gazer was a worst-case scenario.

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"There's too much that we don't know. Not knowing is still gonna be scarier," Konoka added. It was equally true that what they learn could leave them with more questions than answers, but they won't know staying still. The beam of affection kept her from frowning at the thought, and she attempted to send one back. Star Gazer needed her appreciation as much as Konoka needed her.

The void-faring traveler shed her last uniform, slipping back on the more dress-like one for their trip. "Ready as I'll ever be. Let's get started, shall we?"

The rest of the ride passed swiftly, or at least they were both preoccupied with their own worry enough that the oddities of time versus the void worked in their favor.

When they docked with the ministry's nearest base (a very wide-looking structure, its walls reinforced by the same material used in voidcraft), there was quite a mixed crew of aliens and humans running around.

The Star Gazer was mostly quiet during this time, as Konoka was led to a waiting room where a few solemn-looking other humanoids waited, with a short intake form. None of them greeted her, though perhaps they were simply in similar situations and not much prone to talking about them.

The form itself was plain, asking only her full name (plus a hastily-strikethrough'd 'system number' line), a description of the circumstances of her first becoming aware of the void, how many days or months she had been on a voidcraft, and asking if anyone else she knew from home was either missing or in a suspiciously-unexplained coma.

When they landed, Konoka felt almost like things had passed her by too quickly, as if she had dozed off. Before she knew it, they'd come across a wide building surrounded by the void. This building looked as alien to her on the outside as much as the ships did when she first awakened. The sheer frenzy of activity contrasting to how little anyone actually spoke to her did not help calm her nervousness. But someone had to be calm, or at least look it. Konoka buried her worries, albeit they would be hidden poorly from Star Gazer.

Eventually, she was led into a waiting area that looked a bit more mundane. The more things changed, the more they stayed the same, huh? As if she were waiting on a doctor, they asked her to fill in information. Her name ("Konoka Konoe"), her current circumstances ("woke up after taking a space trip toward a system in her home world, Star Gazer rescued her from drifting"), how long she'd been using voidcraft ("about three weeks, from the time she woke up to the... uh, discovery phase (she left out that part) to the shopping trip to their goal here") and if she knew anyone else missing or in a coma ("No", which gave her mixed feelings).

After some time waiting (during which one of the other people in the room was called to visit 'Private Simulation Room 1E'), Konoka herself would get called back, by someone who looked a little like her, if older and in plain workclothes.

She first took her form, while leading Konoka down to a different room, this one with a small placard that read 'Private Simulation Room 1G'. After briefly fiddling with a panel, she introduced herself as 'Ministry Assistant Eri' before opening the door.

Inside was what could best be described as a modest calming room, with an audible fountain, a pond with small fish and smooth stones, soft-toned walls, and several chairs to sit in.

Eri gestured for Konoka to sit first, if she wished, before looking through the form itself, her expression growing slightly more relieved as she read.

"So you're from a system that's discovered space travel, but not void travel, and you are not aware of anyone else from your world who could also be lost in the void," she asked, mostly checking to see if she understood correctly, though it also doubled as an explanation.

After filling out intake, Konoka took a second look around. It didn't seem like there was something immediately urgent, so she attempted to calm herself through the lack of panic. Eventually, a woman who looked somewhat similar to herself appeared, and escorted her to a 'Simulation Room'. Was this like some of the dimensional stuff she knew at home? She couldn't be sure, so Konoka didn't bring it up.

Eri, the woman who sat down with her, started with a rather specific question. Konoka answered with a nod. "That's right. It wouldn't be wrong to say that space travel for non-researchers is in its infancy. And half of it is backed up by magic... which the greater populace doesn't really know about yet. No one knows about void travel, as far as I know."

Eri looked briefly puzzled before continuing, "So you're from a world with magic as well. That's... interesting, but hopefully not a big deal."

There were quite a few void active systems that also contained some kind of magic, after all.

"Still, compared to the people we've helped so far, that puts you in a better situation than most in that we won't need to seal your world off from the void as part of its healing process."

Glancing momentarily at the door, she added, "Moreover, we haven't had anyone we've rescued put in a request to have a voidcraft called the Star Gazer restored to them, and exposure to the void is... pretty deadly, on all accounts. We'll have to keep their case open, and we'll be sure to get back to you by the end of the month if we do hear from such a person after all, but I'd say you have some of the best odds on integrating, both the Star Gazer with your world, and into void active society, without just having to choose one over the other."

Eri smiled reassuringly, though it also made her look more tired.

"We'll still need to do a scan to identify the world you're from. Just to tick all the boxes, is all."

Hopefully, Konoka really would be the only person from her world that had been lost to the void as a result of whatever had happened. That did still leave some mysteries, mind, just no terrifying wider tale concerning her homeworld, or her family and friends.

"Yeah," Konoka nodded at the subject of her world containing magic. "Though I'll have to ask that you don't spread that around to my home... universe, I guess? Whenever we get to finding it."

Konoka wished she could give something to ease Eri's tired look, because she knew the ministry, if Star Gazer was to be believed, probably had their hands full.

"It'll be interestin' to see how the world opens up. Since Star Gazer is interested in stayin' with me, we'll work it out somehow," And she was confident it would work out somehow.

"It's lonely out here, but considerin' what's happenin', I'm still hopin' I'm alone from my world."

That note prompted a wry little smile from Eri. "We know well enough what that's like, Konoka Konoe. We promise we'll keep things quiet."

Still holding the form, Eri gave half a shrug. "As for the rest, it depends on how much standing you have in your world. In some places, one voidcraft that can 'pass' as a local vehicle won't make many waves, even when we're sending back with you the technology that will allow you to resume living in your world, while being able to transition in and out of the void safely. But in other places, particularly worlds that haven't discovered space travel or other kinds of life, it's a bit more troublesome."

Which affirmed the idea that Konoka (and the Star Gazer) had been lucky.

"Stealth and scout teams exist for a reason, though, and helping you reconnect falls right into their fields."

"I see," Konoka felt a bit relieved but also surprised at just how lucky she was, she happened to have come across this at a time where having a new spaceship was no longer a super strange phenomenon... just barely though. It would still take a very good explanation.

"But then how do I get home?" As the words left her lips, Konoka realized that this was her biggest worry. "I don't know where it is in relation to the void. I might not even be in the same universe anymore."

There's a momentarily stunned pause, then Eri laughed in relief.

"Well, if I hadn't believed you before about being from a world that had no knowledge of the void, I definitely do now! We're all from different worlds out here; if we're lucky, some of us turn out to be from the same star system, or galaxy, and find out about the void more-or-less together."

There was more: "And truth be told, it'd be a lot harder if you had to point at a random spot in the void and say, 'Yes, this is where we have to shift through to get home!' With void platforms, though, it's a lot easier, and a lot easier to send the right 'address' for a system to your voidcraft as well. So that'll be our next stop," she added.

"Though you won't be with me for that. I'll tell you now, though, that while scanning does feel weird, it's not painful. That I promise."

Eri did indeed look a little less tired, possibly because it'd been one of the most unironically-high-points of her day.

"Let's head out, now; I'll need to be talking to the next person, anyway, if one of my colleagues hasn't already jumped ahead."

The laughter, or rather, the relief in the laughter, stunned Konoka much in the same way she had stunned Eri. The other woman had practically finished her explanation before she recovered. At least the news was mostly good!

"Gosh, I had no idea how long I'd be separated from home. The fact that I could be back in a matter of... hours? Days? Makes this whole adventure feel like a dream," Konoka gushed out. But she remembered what Star Gazer told her about travel, not to mention the fact that whatever might be going on with the void might mean going home could even invite danger somehow.

"But let's get that scan," and with that, she followed Eri to her next destination.

The scanning room was a much wider space, feeling quite a bit like a security room in an airport. There were five lines, each with people guiding the void travelers through the tube and reading out the results.

Despite this, the vibe was more anticipatory, rather than despondent or angry; it seemed many people who could get to this point were getting what they were after.

No one thought twice about Konoka's presence there, and the alien (mottled grey-and-orange skin, looking a bit like an upright lizard with scale lines only subtly catching the room's light) monitoring her respective device's readout even gave a cheery wave when it was the girl's turn.

"Just step right through here, a little to the right - yes, that puts you right in the center, thank you so much-"

The little chamber sealed, and Konoka could briefly hear the void as something resonated with both her and her SCA - and thus, presumably the Star Gazer.

"Now, think of home, and we'll have your coordinates."

Konoka could feel the Star Gazer paying attention, if still quietly. It will all be well, was the sense transmitted.

Konoka too, was hopeful. The amount of people here, with no sense of despair, meant she'd be getting home sooner rather than later.

There was an odd chamber that she stepped up to, which initially made her a little nervous, but the reassuring lizard-looking men meant that she eventually stopped tensing up.

Konoka thought of home... on Earth though, and not in space. She thought of Mahora, and then her home in Kyoto. She wasn't sure which one was better, so she settled on the school (and if she suddenly showed up there, she could at least pass off her ship as science department weirdness).

Whether her friends would be home or not, that would be another question.

[[ooc: yeah, though for this PSL I'd rather focus on just Konoka/Star Gazer since if her canonmates get (too) involved that would slow and/or complicate matters.]]

There was a hum, from what had to be some kind of computer, and then the sense of the void faded away.

"There we go, we've got it now!"

The same alien spoke up again, encouraging her to exit the column and continue down the line. She also handed Konoka a little piece of what may as well have been printer paper. On it was a number: 00004637914

"We're transmitting a copy of this to your voidcraft as well. There'll be some flyers for you to pick up on your way out, and courses to sign up for if you're interested."

It was clear by now that Konoka - and by the same measure, the Star Gazer - was in the clear.

And lo and behold, there was nothing wrong! Konoka gave a sigh of relief when it turned out that the calibrator had mentioned that they got it.

She was not forever lost in the void of things. It now looked like she was in the clear, and the Star Gazer was too! She hadn't felt this lucky in ages!

"Thank you," Konoka accepted the paper before heading off to where all the flyers were. Now that she was no longer stranded, it was time to make plans, and have another talk with Star Gazer.

There was quite an assortment of flyers, the booths being run (at least at the moment Konoka went by them) by one lone, overwhelmed-but-caffinated-looking six-limbed alien.

They were more laconic than the officers that had been in the other room, but at least the flyers were clearly labeled in bins: topics included: 'rules to remember when operating in non-void-active worlds' 'signs of void sickness' 'registering your world as open to void travelers' 'volunteer as a missionary!'
... and so forth.

When Konoka was done (if she asked about signing up for classes, the alien would pull up a pre-filled computer tablet screen that said the latest set of classes were currently full, but she could sign up to be on the collective watchlist for them in the meantime.), the Star Gazer was quite pleased to have Konoka back within her reach, sidling up to her through the link and purring in relief.

There was so much to keep up with. Konoka first started with 'Rules for operating in non-void-active worlds', as it was the most pertinent to her situation. But eventually she came across 'signs of void sickness', 'ideal spots for the novice void traveler', and several other things. By the time Konoka finally found herself looking at classes, she probably had about 15 different fliers!

The big six-limbed guy had advised her to hop on a waiting list if she was interested in classes. Despite having recently escaped high school, getting up to speed on void worlds (and maybe figuring out what was going on with the void pull) seemed very important, and worth getting in line for.

It meant her travel home was going to be... very complicated, especially since she'd have to go right back to being 'missing' for a very long while.

"Glad to be back," Konoka hummed as she stepped back within 'reach' of the Star Gazer, and eventually into the ship itself. She wasted no time in shutting the ship's door and preparing it for takeoff. Though she now had much more freedom, she had little clue with what to do with it. In a way, she was grateful to be back within the ship's cozy walls. "Did you get my home world coordinates?"

"Yes," the Star Gazer confirmed - then paused, sensing Konoka's own mixed feelings.

"Did you want to head straight home, Konoka? ... We don't have to rush, now that we have this information," she shyly offered.

Better to do things sooner than later, yes, but there were advantages in allowing oneself time to decompress.

"We don't?"

Konoka blinked. Actually, Star Gazer might be right. Even if the circumstances where she'd been pulled away might have been urgent, she couldn't remember how urgent. Did she really need that stress? A little time to sort herself out won't harm anything, right?

"You're right. We don't," she then agreed. "I have to make big decisions. Namely, how to break the news that I gotta travel. But I'd rather not be hasty about things, you know?"

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That one felt like a bit of a gamble to me, admittedly! I'm glad it lands!

was the previous uniform with a skirt bottom or pants?

pants, though I'm thinking kapri-length.

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Note: aiming to go smoothly here? (will result in a mostly-random-looking world number)

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Works for me!

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