Knowhere IC

Who: Mayday Parker and OPEN
What: The Earth run has happened, and May goes into debt to be a nice person
Where: All over Knowhere
When: Before her work shift at Medical, after the Earth Run.
Rating: PG - PG-13, possibly Spider-Fights but it's Spider-Girl. It'll be as vanilla as all the ice cream she has.
Status: Open, In Progress
Notes: I'll include a list of who she delivers what to at the bottom under a cut, if you want a scene with it, feel free to reply! I'll also add in some random points where people she's not visiting can jump in if people want.


( Fish gotta swim. Birds gotta eat. Spiders? Spiders have to swing. )

OOC: ( Deliveries! If she's talked to you, you're probably on this list. )

Someone gave me a hug.

A hug.

And not like a fleshy human hug where some idiot wraps their arms around another idiot, but a stupid hippo-looking stuffed animals that vibrates when the idiot on the other end of the wifi pushes a button.

I don't need a fucking hug.

What I need is to get laid, because I haven't in like three days.

I will find you and I will skin you and wear your face as a hat.

I forgot about all the space trash that orbited Earth in the 21st century. Like, how do you even navigate with all that shit around? Oh right, you don't.

How well would a strongly worded letter directed to Al garbage collectors go over? Hey, everybody needs space janitors. Who else cleans up after Shepard's done kicking ass?

"Hi.

Here's your shot to clean up the orbit around Earth. You'll thank me for it when you become a space-faring species and meet all kinds of weird aliens that will become strangely common place once your first contact war is over and done with. The latter probably can't be avoided, but I wish you all the best and good luck.

xoxo,
Joker."

What terminal do I send this to?

Hey Knowhere, what's up?

I need better friends, the crazy assholes I'm hanging out with are fucking nuts.

Wanna be friends? I can cook.