dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 4, 2016 21:24:14 GMT -5
((Are you suggesting they lose their memories AND their clothes?? ))
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Post by amberice on Oct 4, 2016 21:26:23 GMT -5
(ohhh noo please let's not give anyone any ideas, the last thing we need is wardrobe malfunctions.)
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 4, 2016 21:31:02 GMT -5
is this ship the same size as the razza or is it a cute ship like serenity
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Post by amberice on Oct 4, 2016 21:34:04 GMT -5
(Raza. I don't know what serenity is)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2016 21:35:06 GMT -5
i? i feel like five would be fine with losing the clothes too?
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 4, 2016 21:40:17 GMT -5
((alright freak accident leaves everyone naked.))
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 4, 2016 21:42:34 GMT -5
serenity is the ship from firefly, which takes significantly less time to walk around k this is a short, 14 minute fan film of firefly and it's just real good you should watch it:
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Post by amberice on Oct 4, 2016 21:44:46 GMT -5
it's so cute, it looks like a lil lightning bug! But no, bigger. Everyone's got their own rooms, as well as several storage areas, the cargo bay, the infirmary, and the vault)
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Post by The Blue Adept on Oct 4, 2016 21:47:06 GMT -5
thats gotta be some kinda REALLY freaky freak accident
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2016 21:47:38 GMT -5
the clothes alien steals all the clothes leaving everyone without clothes
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THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 4, 2016 21:48:43 GMT -5
((yes perfect. whats a space adventure without clothe-stealing aliens))
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Post by amberice on Oct 4, 2016 21:51:13 GMT -5
(I have no words. Except for those four. Other than these words, I have no words to describe what I feel right now)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 4, 2016 22:25:24 GMT -5
(heya guys. sorry, had school all day and then tedious precal homework...anyway, what's been going on? i noticed some of them decided to get some alcohol...? xD)
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THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 4, 2016 22:39:39 GMT -5
((One, Three, Five and Six went to the mess hall, Three and Five got tipsy, now they and One are looking for any food, and we were talking about aliens stealing all their clothes. That's about it.))
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 4, 2016 22:47:00 GMT -5
(oh...alright, lol. gotta see what i want Two to do...hm.)
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THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 4, 2016 23:01:34 GMT -5
((he could chill with six in the mess hall? it doesnt look like anyone else is online...))
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 4, 2016 23:06:05 GMT -5
i got seven open
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 4, 2016 23:08:38 GMT -5
(hm...maybe Two chats with Seven and then he decides to go the mess hall with the others? xD to see all the food!! *coughcough* i mean, yeah to hang out with everyone...?)
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 4, 2016 23:16:14 GMT -5
idea: seven is essentially a southern belle cuz he currently has no personality and i gotta decide lol
but sure man
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 4, 2016 23:37:39 GMT -5
xD alright haha)
Two walked away from the paneling on the bridge. He was tired of trying to figure out that strange itch that ran through his veins when he looked at the Nav. At all those planets and how far away they were and where exactly they were heading right now. His hands wanted to instantly wrap themselves around the controls of the ship, but it wasn't like he could do anything. He didn't know HOW to do anything. He scoffed and continued forward. He heard the others had gone to the mess hall, but he wasn't sure he wanted to go there. At least, by himself. He still felt a bit uneasy around some of these people, people he didn't know. Hell, he didn't even know himself, so why did it suddenly matter so damn much? He couldn't shake that...quenching feeling in his chest, a strange numbing pain and twisting reverberation. He clenched his fists at his side and closed his eyes, to regain composure. Whatever composure he had left. Did he even have any to begin with?
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Post by dumple on Oct 5, 2016 0:13:00 GMT -5
Six continued to mindlessly bang the hatchet handle against her arm, long since accepting she couldn't feel a thing. Quickly growing bored, she sheathed the blade and leaned back in the chair. "I wonder if they've found anything..." she mumbled to herself. She glanced at the bottle on the table, only just realizing how parched she was. But was she really thirsty enough to drink liquor? It couldn't be that bad, she decided, since three of the others had drank it and were fine. Slowly, almost cautiously, she poured a tiny bit into an empty cup. Getting past the smell was hard, but she managed to raise it to her mouth. She took one tiny sip and threw the cup across the room, her face contorting in disgust.
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 5, 2016 17:21:22 GMT -5
One rolled her eyes. "Unless we were a really, really stupid bunch, or unnaturally hungry, I'd reckon there is more than enough for us, at least to get to wherever was programmed into the Nav system." She glanced over her shoulder to make sure they were both following and still standing as she led the way into the back of the mess hall. The kitchen was a decent size, although it didn't look to be currently stocked. So, instead, One tugged open a door with a short set of stairs down into a storage area. If she had to take her guess, this was meant for the more "immediate" food products, not space-worthy rations. It didn't mean, of course, that those things weren't here. The only things in here, actually, look to be boxes of- she noted as she tugged one open -protein bars and other such nutritious bars. "Not exactly a feast...."
Seven had chosen to linger behind in the bridge. He wasn't sure of what to do, quite honestly. Leaned back against a cool, metal wall outside of the bridge, arms crossed over his chest, he sighed. Besides his initial sickness, he wasn't particularly rattled by all this. Don't worry, he thought it was extremely odd and wanted answers just like everyone else, but he didn't mind the identity crisis so much. He doubted the fundamentals of his personality could be wiped by a stasis pod. He frowned when he noticed the distinct tension present in Two as he passed. The least he could do was to offer some help to those who were having existential crises, right? "Hey, you alright there bud? You aren't looking too... happy."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 5, 2016 17:41:28 GMT -5
(bleh guys i'll be on to rp later, prob in a few hours. at school at the moment, so hard to find time to type up a reply xD)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2016 19:04:47 GMT -5
"Ew," Five said simply as he shouldered his way down the stairs. He did; however, pry open one of the boxes with his index finger, and pull two bars out, popping one open and stuffing it in his mouth, stuffing the other one into one of the loose pockets of his pants. It, surprisingly, was not that bad, but it was still kind of gross. It was like peanuty fudge with some kind of dry fruit. The taste wasn't bad, but the texture... ugh. It was a bad first meal since he probably hadn't eaten in, well, he didn't know how long it had been. He couldn't remember.
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Post by amberice on Oct 5, 2016 19:43:01 GMT -5
Three folded her arms, frowning. This empty kitchen would not do. They'd have to replenish their supplies at the next stop. The meal bars could tide them over until then, though she was t particularly excited about it. Still, seeing her crewmate dig in made her realize that her own stomach was currently complaining about lack of food. Reaching around One, she pulled out of the bars and made quick work of it, wrapper empty in a matter of seconds. It didn't taste pleasant, but was surprisingly filling. She grabbed another one for herself then, as an afterthought, grabbed another one for Six. She had looked like she could use a snack.
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Post by BB-8 on Oct 5, 2016 20:30:46 GMT -5
One was cautious to try it. But, seeing as Five seemed to enjoy it, it must have been fine, right? And then Three did the same. So whatever it was exactly, couldn't taste horrible and also probably wasn't poisoned. She shrugged, mostly to herself, before picking up a bar. She hasn't realized just how hungry she was until she bit into it. She would not describe it as "good," though at the moment that didn't matter much. Once finished with one, she grabbed a handful, figuring the rest of the crew would want some. "Should we go distribute?"
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Oct 5, 2016 21:02:03 GMT -5
(im back xD)
Two was in his own mind when he heard Seven's voice. It startled him slightly, causing his eyes to widen and for his skin to crawl. He'd almost forgotten he wasn't alone. He stopped walking and turned his head to the other male, eyes alert but showing some kindness. He blinked a few times, then spoke. "Oh...uh, I'm fine." He mumbled, looking away, "Just...kinda confused, I guess. About everything. I guess the whole 'stasis' and 'waking up without ones memories' situation has me a bit distracted. It's hard, not knowing who you are or who you were before." He finally looked back at the one known as Seven, "How are you so easily calm in this situation...? I mean, you were weak when you first woke up, but now you're so calm about this." In a way, maybe Two envied Seven's response to their situation. He would never say that out loud, though.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2016 21:21:46 GMT -5
"Uh huh," Five said with a nod, deciding as he loaded more into his pockets (mainly for the others), to shove another one of the weird tasting, weird consistency bars into his mouth. That one wasn't any better; it might've actually been worse since he had no water to wash it down with, but he chewed and swallowed anyways. It was gross, super gross now that he had had two, but he just shook his head and began to walk out of the room, hands in his pockets to keep the bars contained.
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THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Oct 5, 2016 22:33:35 GMT -5
Six had propped her feet up in the table; not like anyone was there to tell her to put them down. She leaned back, closed her eye, and crossed her arms over her face. Her mind skipped around, not staying on any particular thought for a long time. During this time, she realized three things: One, she wanted the gun back from Five so she could take it apart and learn how it works. Two, she had to go to the bathroom. And three, she had no idea where the bathroom was. She hadn't seen any on her earlier exploration. Curling her lip in minor annoyance, she sat up and opened her eye. There had to be one around the mess hall, that's where most of the activity would be, right?
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Post by amberice on Oct 5, 2016 22:56:46 GMT -5
Nodding in agreement, she grabbed a few more, then began to head back the way they came. The food in her gut was certainly comforting, though unpalatable, and she was sure the others would agree. Pausing by the door, she glanced back at One and gave her a lopsided grin, "You're certainly useful, aren't you? Found food, found out about impending doom, lookit you go. Maybe we aren't all doomed after all." She attempted to lean against the doorframe, but it moved on her, sneaky lil bugger, and she almost slammed into the wall. Recovering with the most graceful flailing possible, she tried again and succeeded this time. She probably looked so cool right now. Shooting a finger gun at One and Five, she nodded, "We're gonna be a-okay."
(Sorry, not going to be on much tonight. Early morning at work tomorrow and I may kill a co-worker. If I don't return, please write kind letters to the judge. I'm too short for prison)
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