viatorius: (cxxii.)
[personal profile] viatorius
whichever asshole has been moving the buildings around, can you not do that? you're making my job really freaking hard.

( No one is moving any buildings. Clarice has just pretending she hasn't got the weird sickness everyone else has. But maybe right now she's definitely heading into delirious category. Thankfully, she knows enough not to try portalling right now. Sitting down, catching her breath, not panicking. Those are good ideas.

She needs to be distracted.
)

and i'm pretty sure the body mod parlour people are trying to induct me into a cult. i don't even have pierced ears!
dispenserofjustice: (35)
[personal profile] dispenserofjustice
Now I haven't been here for more than a couple of months, but all these festivals? It makes me wonder if there is any sort of effort being made on our hosts' part to get people home. I like having a good time just like anyone else, but when the "good times" are a week long every month it's maybe time to start questioning how dedicated they really are. I don't think two to two and a half weeks without the distraction of another festival on the mind are really enough.

That is the Turian in me speaking, of course. The down time - even with all the strange crap that happens - is starting to get to me.

But no, really. What is the point in having a week long celebration every month? 



dancingmd: (chinhands)
[personal profile] dancingmd
There's something I've been thinking about over the past few months of being here: the portal appears to have a distinctly Human bias. I'm Human myself but I come from a universe with hundreds, if not thousands of other sapient species, yet the three of us who are here from that universe are all Humans. What's more is that no one else I've talked to here has ever encountered or even heard of the other people we share our galaxy with, no more than I'd known of Asgardians or Elves or the Prawn before I arrived. On the other hand, despite vast other differences in our realities here, most people seem to know about Humans, which seems strange to me. Surely there must be an infinite number of universes out there without Humans, right? So why are there no representatives of those worlds? Or simply more representatives of a wider variety of peoples?

Now, if this was one of the historical portals built by the inhabitants of the planet we orbit, I wouldn't think as much of it - perhaps they'd specifically target realities that were closest to their own. But if this one is supposedly a natural occurrence, then why this pattern of selection?

Any thoughts on this?


[Because surely, she can't be the only one thinking about it.]
alchemyfreak: (FMA_CoS_36)
[personal profile] alchemyfreak
Has anyone noticed the message board at headquarters?

[Yes, he's talking about the Perimeter Guard missions.]

I've had a really bad feeling lately, and my suspicions are that I'm not alone on this one.

[He knows how touchy some people can be about saying against this place, but Ed and gods didn't mix well. He spent too much of his life denying their existence just to spend five years under the power of them, or at least beings claiming to be them - and if he eventually could convince himself they weren't, he'd be much happier. That didn't mean he wanted a repeat of that.]

Some of the stuff going on recently has been a little too familiar for my liking, and if there's any possibility that some sleeping god is behind it, I'm going to go check it out.

[It's not easy spending your life afraid of glitter, okay. Between the carnival, the glitter, the sudden influx of people - which he's learned just began a few months ago - this place was starting to look suspiciously like a certain other event in his life. Even if he's wrong, he doesn't even want to chance that this thing waking up is going to change the dynamic everyone had grown so used to here.

If it being asleep is what's causing the portal to function the way it is, though? He doesn't want to kill or destroy it, either. In his experience that would send most people, if not everyone, home - and a lot of the residents here didn't want that. If he was being honest, himself included.]


[ooc: Chloe and Ed are at it again, Chloe will have a log up sometime next week to get this plot going. In the meantime, Ed's suspicions are super high and no one else cares so he's none too happy, atm. I will be throwing up a public plurk for plotting and discussion, and linking it here once I've put it up.]
spacerhero: (fuk u up)
[personal profile] spacerhero
[The video turns on to a woman obviously still in a hospital bed if the sterile white scenery is to be believed. She's bandaged over one eye, forehead, and on her neck as far as the camera can see, and her hair is pulled back away from her face thanks to the medical supplies. She looks grumpy rather than relieved to be alive, however.]

I was promised a bar by... someone. The universe. The powers that be. If someone would be so kind as to point me in the direction of said bar, I'd be grateful.

[She fidgets with something off screen with frustration apparent for a moment before remembering the live feed.]

And if someone would like to break me out of this hospital, the first round is on me. I'm an a-class drinker, though, so don't think you're gonna win if you try to out-drink me. Of course, by all means try. Loser picks up the tab, and yes that's an open challenge.

Shepard out. [And the feed cuts as the woman goes back to trying to make the IV in her arm more bearable.]
tempredmental: (A Lot On His Mind)
[personal profile] tempredmental
I guess this is what you do when you're new? Introduce yourself on the network. So, yeah. I'm Keith, the Red Paladin of Voltron.

Uh... nice to meet everyone, I guess.

[All the awkward. What is this 'being social' you speak of?]
followhim: (Default)
[personal profile] followhim
I've talked about this with a few of you, but I wanted to make a public announcement just in case someone I haven't spoken to yet was interested in going.

I'm going to take a team with me out to the abandoned city to scavenge for a spaceship. If I've talked with you about it before, you're still invited. If I haven't talked to you yet, now's your chance. I'll message everyone soon with a date and time.
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[personal profile] bottombitch
[ The scene may not be an usual one. There's a fire alarm blaring, the haze of smoke and the dismayed sound of a man who has fallen prey to some misadventure in cooking. Aoba whines about how he's ruined a birthday cake he toiled over for hours, makes a fuss at how he couldn't have possibly got it wrong, all the while trying to shut off the alarm.

Noiz is naturally filming this culinary disaster as it happens and is presenting it live on social media. Don't forget to hit subscribe, folks.

When he pushes open the door to the kitchen, there's enough smoke that it's left a dull haze hanging around the kitchen even with the ventilation fan on full blast and a certain blue-haired young man is flapping a dish towel frantically before the oven. The door is open and it belches smoke, makes him choke and cough as he hauls out the burnt remains of what may have been a cake.

He clearly did not do the cooking by the book, either through sheer laziness or by using some messy recipe and the cake turned out crazy. It looks more like a blackened bit of sponge than anything edible.

It’s at this point that the camera turns a bit to show the plain-faced cameraman, who reaches forward to rip a chunk of the blackened cake up from the smoldering mess, to take a bite.

Of course, he makes a face. Eyeing the camera now, he shakes his head. ]


Someone should teach this idiot how to bake.

Or at least point him to a cookbook.


[ And apparently, that’s too much for the victim star of the video to handle, as he runs toward the cameraman, hands out to take the comm from him. ]

You complete brat! Are you filming this?! Don’t eat that garbage, what are you doing--!?

[ Looks like the show is over, unless you want to reply to the video that now abruptly shuts off to help this pair of fools. ]


[ ooc: Aoba's dialogue is in blue, Noiz is in green. ]
bunnyblock: ([70])
[personal profile] bunnyblock
1. does VR exist in your world
2. do you have any experience with programming
3. what's the height of technology available in your world
4. are you interested in video games
5. are you interested in contests of skill as opposed to brute strength


[No hello how are you my name is--none of that. Just a list of five questions--so are you going to answer, or not?]
dispenserofjustice: (39)
[personal profile] dispenserofjustice
 I noticed other new arrivals asking after their friends. While I could do that, my friends are generally difficult to miss. The Krogan ones especially.

The welcoming party and I had a bit of a go and that landed me nowhere. Sooo I figure maybe someone can help a poor guy out and show him where he can crash? Maybe even find something to eat that won't kill him?

That last one might be a little much to ask for.
alchemyfreak: (fma84)
[personal profile] alchemyfreak
[There are a few things Ed is quick to concern himself with upon arrival, and even though they certainly relate to "how the hell do I get back where I came from?" he's seen this play out enough times to know that asking that question directly is never likely to get results. At least not the ones he wants. He's well aware that this change of scenery isn't just some new challenge, because if it was there certainly wouldn't be any point to the mark outright disappearing, but it was gone. Which likely meant one thing, they were telling the truth - at least about one aspect of all this, and he was not in Muir anymore.]

Does anyone have any idea what's really going on here? Has anyone been doing any research on this place? Or been here long enough to know whether or not it is what they claim?

[Ed's skeptical about this whole situation, but cynicism wasn't enough to go on that something just wasn't right here. He had a hard time taking everything in that little introduction at face value.]

If we can just ask to be sent home given enough time, has anyone actually pulled it off?