Stuff We Love: Farscape’s Moya transcends the average spaceship

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Moya from Farscape may not be the only biomechanoid ship in sci-fi, but she may be the best machine-creature to inhabit after you’ve been sucked through a wormhole and find yourself zooming through uncharted space with several alien species.

Moya isn’t just alive. The Leviathan is a sentient being that bonds with her pilot in a symbiotic relationship that is so critical to her survival that she almost doesn’t make it through the shock of one being killed until they are replaced by another. She also goes beyond just the bond with her navigator to have an empathic connection to the crew. It may not always be easy to understand D’Argo’s tentacled hardheadedness or tolerate former Hynerian Dominar Rygel’s lofty demeanor from that floating chair, but she somehow embraces those on board for who they are, and they reciprocate. This ship goes beyond living and breathing (and even birthing offspring) to form a fierce attachment to her mismatched crew.

You could say Moya is the quasi-biological spaceship that loves you back.

Pilot has a symbiotic relationship with Moya, but he is far from the only crew member who needs her.

Outcasts Crichton, Aeryn, D’Argo, Zhaan, Chiana, and Rygel are no intergalactic heroes. Shamed and deposed, they are thrown together in the cosmic void during a time of imminent danger. Their desperation to dodge the peacekeepers and search for a home base persists until they realize they are under the protection of a being that becomes not just their home, but the very entity that keeps them alive. She sustains them as they traverse the endless expanse of the universe. She shelters them when they are hunted. She faces peril head-on to keep them safe. The misfit crew slowly become something of a family within Moya despite their vastly different DNA, and they unite to keep her safe even as she suffers from pilot withdrawal distress or undergoes a dangerous labor with no anesthesia.

Whether you’re an ex-Peacekeeper or a warrior from a far-off planet, Moya does not discriminate. She carries her passengers through the endless sky with every intention of being their mode of transportation, habitat, and guardian. In a way, she even transcends the language barrier to be a friend and a part of that non-DNA-related family. You suddenly realize home isn’t necessarily the world you came from. It is the world created by the bonds you forge and maintain as you hurtle through space and time — home is Moya. 

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