Mission Atlantis

Hi people of cabin 32! If you don't know me, which is fine because I think only my mom does, I'm Hawthorne! I've got a question for you guys. Outside my door is a ladder, and it leads up to a loft. Would you guys be okay if I turned that into a reading space slash work space? If you guys want to make it something else and already were planning to call dibs on it, that's cool, too. It just has a nice feel to it, and I thought it could be a good spot for that. But I can make my bedroom work, too.

I also heard a bit of advice I don't think was meant for me? So to whoever needs to hear it, per the Poseidon, always use a bigger bowl than you think you need, don't forget to drink water, and it might be time for a stretch break. (Maybe the ship is trying to help everyone with self care.)

Oh! Sloane! I think the new coffee shop could be a nice place for book club! We're still doing that, right?



[[WEEK 1 :: January 1-7 :: As the new year begins, faint whispers fill the air around the ship. The whispers are fragments of advice, encouragement, or cryptic predictions for the year ahead. Some seem meant for you, while others are clearly for someone else. Who was the advice meant for? Do they really need it? Perhaps you feel an urge to find out who needs the advice you overheard.]]

Ummmmmm

It's snowing outside and my room changed. Is this normal spaceship behaviour?

I only woke up for water.

So the icicles are kind of cool (no pun intended, even if it's ice), but they're also kind of weird. One had this neat winter landscape, which I liked seeing since, you know, born and raised in space. Seeing actual snow on an actual ground is such a novelty. But some of the other icicles aren't as nice. I don't know how to describe them, except that they're not pleasant. They made me a bit uncomfortable, and it was kind of hard to pull away. So, I guess, be careful if you go touching or licking icicles? But maybe not lick them because that's not sanitary and no one needs to freeze their tongue to an icicle.




December 27 -- 🧊 - Icicles have started forming in odd places around the ship, and each one creates strange illusions when touched. Some show peaceful winter landscapes, others reveal eerie visions, and a few might show hints about the ship’s mysteries or your character’s future. But be careful—the longer you stare, the harder it is to look away.

Hey, someone want to bring me some food? I'm stuck under this stupid plant and it refuses to give up. I won't be forced to give up my consent by mistletoe, so food asking it is.

I guess I'm supposed to introduce myself, especially since I've been told that I've already been here before. I don't remember it — before you ask. I'm not sure I know anyone here. I know a few names from what I've seen.

I don't even know why I'm doing this.

I'm Michelle.

You know, after the Blip and working with a talking raccoon, I really did believe anything was possible. I just didn't think I'd end up on a spaceship that wasn't the one we were using to reverse what Thanos did. It's...strange, to say the least.

I'm Natasha Romanoff. I go by Nat, usually. Anyone here I might recognize?