Heir to the Emperor, Senator of Denon
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Holoreord detailing and steps and phases as well as much of the technologies that were brought into be used in the revitalization efforts.
CONTENT INFORMATION
"Denon's Beaches Are Calling – Your Escape Awaits"
The holo-feed opens on shimmering turquoise water under the vast azure dome. Gentle artificial waves roll across engineered white-sand beaches threaded through multiple levels. Palm-like trees sway in the breeze from hidden recyclers. Waterfalls tumble from upper tiers into lagoons, mist catching rainbow prisms.
Ayumi appears mid-stride bare feet sinking into warm sand, red bikini hugging her frame, long honeyed hair loose and salt-kissed. She flashes a dazzling, playful smile straight to camera.
"Hey there, galaxy… it's Ayumi. And yes this is Denon. Your new favorite beach destination."
She kicks off into a smooth glide, dropping a skimboard onto the shallow wave. The board skims effortlessly; she carves lazy arcs, hips swaying, laughing as spray sparkles around her bronzed legs.
"Forget everything you thought you knew about ecumenopolis life. We didn't just clean the air we brought the ocean back. Miles of private, climate-perfect beaches on every major level. White sand so soft it feels like walking on clouds. Crystal-clear water engineered for swimming, surfing, sunset toasts 365 days a year under our perfect dome."
Quick cut: A laughing Twi'lek couple in matching sarongs raises chilled glasses of glowing coral fizz, toasting as waves lap at their feet. Their lekku sway in sync; she plants a quick kiss on his cheek mid-cheer.
Ayumi hops off the board, lets it skim to shore, then strolls toward camera barefoot, toes leaving faint prints in wet sand. Water laps at her ankles.
"Lower districts? Rooftop lagoons with infinity edges overlooking glowing city lights. Mid-levels? Secluded coves framed by cascading waterfalls and living green walls. Surface spires? Exclusive sky-beaches with private cabanas, mixology bars floating on anti-grav platforms, and zero-grav wave pools that let you surf upside down if you're feeling adventurous."
Quick cut: A human family parents and two kids cheers wildly from the shallows as their youngest (a tiny Zabrak girl with budding horns) balances on a child-sized skimboard, riding her first tiny wave. The dad pumps his fist; the mom records on a holo-device, both beaming with pride.
"And the vibe? Electric. Live music drifting over the water every night. Fresh seafood grown right here in hydro-towers paired with cocktails that taste like vacation in a glass. Couples stealing kisses under bioluminescent palms. Families building sandcastles with holo-enhanced molds. Solo travelers finally breathing easy, knowing CorpSec keeps the energy high and the trouble low."
Ayumi spins once hair fanning like liquid gold then drops back onto the skimboard, riding another gentle breaker.
Quick cut: Ayumi herself glides alongside a nervous but excited Zeltron woman in a bright pink one-piece. Ayumi steadies the board with one hand, voice low and encouraging: "Lean into it trust the wave." The Zeltron laughs, finds her balance, and carves her first clean turn skin flushing deeper pink with delight as Ayumi whoops in approval.
She carves a sharper turn, sends up a fan of spray like diamonds, then glides straight toward camera stopping just short, board kicking up neatly into her hand.
"We tamed the old chaos so you don't have to. Darkwire shadows? Gone. Streets safe enough to walk barefoot at 3 a.m. (trust me I do it). Beaches this pristine because we refused to settle for anything less.
So come. Ditch the orbital hotels and corporate layovers. Claim your slice of paradise on Denon. Swim where the city meets the sea. Surf under waterfalls. Fall in love with a world that finally loves you back."
She plants the board in the sand, steps forward barefoot, arms wide, honeyed eyes sparkling with mischief and warmth.
"Denon's beaches are open. The water's perfect. And baby… we saved the best spot for you."
She winks, turns, and jogs lightly back into the surf diving in with a graceful arc as the feed pulls back to reveal layers of gleaming beaches stretching upward into the dome like stacked tropical dreams.
Overlay text fades in, sleek and gold:
Denon Beaches – Where the Future Feels Like Forever
Book now: DenonTourism.gov.holo | First dip complimentary for new arrivals
HISTORICAL INFORMATION
There is not a massive history to the Denon quarterly as it was made from several of the holostations and broadcasters who were mostly in the red.
- Intent: To codexify an aspect of Denon for lore expansion
- Image Credit: N/A
- Canon: N/A
- Permissions: N/A
- Links: Denon
- Media Name: Denon Tourism Ad
- Format: Holorecord
- Distribution: Rare (tied to Denon records and for public officials)
- Length: Medium
- Description: Published by the newer holonews network on Denon. The holorecords that they publish are on datadiscs for some and always available on the net.
- Author: DenonTourism.gov.holo
- Publisher: District Libraries
- Reception: Neutral reception at first as it was made not entirely for the locals but to attract offworlders to the planet but accepted once the credits started rolling in
Holoreord detailing and steps and phases as well as much of the technologies that were brought into be used in the revitalization efforts.
CONTENT INFORMATION
"Denon's Beaches Are Calling – Your Escape Awaits"
The holo-feed opens on shimmering turquoise water under the vast azure dome. Gentle artificial waves roll across engineered white-sand beaches threaded through multiple levels. Palm-like trees sway in the breeze from hidden recyclers. Waterfalls tumble from upper tiers into lagoons, mist catching rainbow prisms.
Ayumi appears mid-stride bare feet sinking into warm sand, red bikini hugging her frame, long honeyed hair loose and salt-kissed. She flashes a dazzling, playful smile straight to camera.
"Hey there, galaxy… it's Ayumi. And yes this is Denon. Your new favorite beach destination."
She kicks off into a smooth glide, dropping a skimboard onto the shallow wave. The board skims effortlessly; she carves lazy arcs, hips swaying, laughing as spray sparkles around her bronzed legs.
"Forget everything you thought you knew about ecumenopolis life. We didn't just clean the air we brought the ocean back. Miles of private, climate-perfect beaches on every major level. White sand so soft it feels like walking on clouds. Crystal-clear water engineered for swimming, surfing, sunset toasts 365 days a year under our perfect dome."
Quick cut: A laughing Twi'lek couple in matching sarongs raises chilled glasses of glowing coral fizz, toasting as waves lap at their feet. Their lekku sway in sync; she plants a quick kiss on his cheek mid-cheer.
Ayumi hops off the board, lets it skim to shore, then strolls toward camera barefoot, toes leaving faint prints in wet sand. Water laps at her ankles.
"Lower districts? Rooftop lagoons with infinity edges overlooking glowing city lights. Mid-levels? Secluded coves framed by cascading waterfalls and living green walls. Surface spires? Exclusive sky-beaches with private cabanas, mixology bars floating on anti-grav platforms, and zero-grav wave pools that let you surf upside down if you're feeling adventurous."
Quick cut: A human family parents and two kids cheers wildly from the shallows as their youngest (a tiny Zabrak girl with budding horns) balances on a child-sized skimboard, riding her first tiny wave. The dad pumps his fist; the mom records on a holo-device, both beaming with pride.
"And the vibe? Electric. Live music drifting over the water every night. Fresh seafood grown right here in hydro-towers paired with cocktails that taste like vacation in a glass. Couples stealing kisses under bioluminescent palms. Families building sandcastles with holo-enhanced molds. Solo travelers finally breathing easy, knowing CorpSec keeps the energy high and the trouble low."
Ayumi spins once hair fanning like liquid gold then drops back onto the skimboard, riding another gentle breaker.
Quick cut: Ayumi herself glides alongside a nervous but excited Zeltron woman in a bright pink one-piece. Ayumi steadies the board with one hand, voice low and encouraging: "Lean into it trust the wave." The Zeltron laughs, finds her balance, and carves her first clean turn skin flushing deeper pink with delight as Ayumi whoops in approval.
She carves a sharper turn, sends up a fan of spray like diamonds, then glides straight toward camera stopping just short, board kicking up neatly into her hand.
"We tamed the old chaos so you don't have to. Darkwire shadows? Gone. Streets safe enough to walk barefoot at 3 a.m. (trust me I do it). Beaches this pristine because we refused to settle for anything less.
So come. Ditch the orbital hotels and corporate layovers. Claim your slice of paradise on Denon. Swim where the city meets the sea. Surf under waterfalls. Fall in love with a world that finally loves you back."
She plants the board in the sand, steps forward barefoot, arms wide, honeyed eyes sparkling with mischief and warmth.
"Denon's beaches are open. The water's perfect. And baby… we saved the best spot for you."
She winks, turns, and jogs lightly back into the surf diving in with a graceful arc as the feed pulls back to reveal layers of gleaming beaches stretching upward into the dome like stacked tropical dreams.
Overlay text fades in, sleek and gold:
Denon Beaches – Where the Future Feels Like Forever
Book now: DenonTourism.gov.holo | First dip complimentary for new arrivals
HISTORICAL INFORMATION
There is not a massive history to the Denon quarterly as it was made from several of the holostations and broadcasters who were mostly in the red.
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