Knowhere IC

I think I miss the cheese steaks?

[SARA]

I thought about it. And [...] this Philly is better than my Philly. Is that gonna be true for anybody here?

So like... there isn't demons or anything like that on this Earth, is there?

I know how to deal with them. I'm just not in the mood lately.

These damnable creatures, may they be eaten by hounds in Hel!

No sooner did I arrive and place my latest supply stores upon the ground did I notice a swarm of them inside the container, having already eaten every last bite! They must have fallen inside from above, likely having burst free of some ventilation.

I'm afraid that my latest delivery will be somewhat lacking. Please, fellows, continue to do your best to ration our wares. I have no doubt we will be - !!!!



No! No, release my cape! I will grind you to a paste beneath my heel, I swear it! Foul, wretched spot!



...ah, pardon my outburst. A small surprise had latched onto my attire.

Now. Despite my hatred for these tribbles, I caution you all: do no business with the Collector. Ignore his offer of reward - it will not profit you in the end. Yes, Tivan, you deplorable lout, I know you are here. You are an unending headache, and should I ever see you, my hammer will swiftly greet you between the eyes.

So in case we do need to get off Knowhere whenever (or if) the evacuation needs to take place and there are people that don't want to go to Earth, or can't, the Normandy has space.

Uh, how do we make the space head cold? Like, where's the damn switch?

Because we slow down when it's cold and I almost froze my toes off, and most animals do, I think? Right? I ain't like educated Can we try it with the fluffy cute tribbles?

Sara, or anyone else with knowledge of tribbles, is there any particular material they aren't unable to eat through? Something we could use for storage, ideally.

Who: Sara Ryder & Alphonse Elric
What: Al gets to meet a hamster!
When: Evening, after this.
Where: The Normandy.
Rating: PG
Status: Closed - In Progress

( He didn't want to be alone out here anymore. )

Okay so, the talking dog is the coolest thing ever. Actually pretty much all of this is the coolest thing ever.

Oh hey I found this under my bed, can I keep it?

( insert one photo of a tribble on a bed in the barracks. )

( Deliveries )

What have you spend your extra money on recently Knowhere, because I think I've spend mine on the best thing. Earth remains expensive, even if you get things in bulk.

If this This this ain't is like one of them like one of them war documentaries tv shows again, I think I gotta admit I ain't got a TV and I ain't gonna be somebody because of it neither.

'sides, that other documentary I was in was corny as hell. Ain't sure how that was supposed to help nothing.

[...] We ain't at war with these aliens here, right?

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?

My name is George Mason, I'm from Earth in the early 2040s, and I'm new here.

Things that should be known about me:

• I have a dormant infection called Kellis-Amberlee which is highly unpleasant, and results in zombification. Therefore it would be in everybody's best interest. It only spreads via contact with infected tissue or fluids, so talking to me is fine (If you want to do it in person for some reason), but I believe everybody should know.


• I'm not insane for sitting in rooms with no lights on. I have an eye condition.

Things that I would like to know:

• How do I receive access to a pharmacy and (ideally) a medical lab as well as ophthalmology equipment?


• Is there anywhere here to ask for a loan? I have a medical condition that's going to make staying the barracks suck.


• Is there Coca-Cola here?


• Who here has no issue with shooting people in the head if it's necessary?

It's a pleasure to meet you all.

Let's see if I have internally consistent hallucinations.

Characters: Killian Jones and Sara Ryder
When/Where: Friday (Start of Linked Plot)/The Normandy
Rating/Warnings: PG-13

( Read more... )

Well. Well.

Didn't see any of this coming.

[ Barry Jyn Erso, Sara Ryder, Killian Jones, and Joker. ]

So. Welcome to the family. Space Explorers, a scientist, a pilot, and a pirate. I'm not even going to try and explain how this happened or come up with reasons, but if we're all going to be stuck together, I figured we should all make introductions and get to know each other.

[ Jeff ]

So. You've got to have some questions. One of them should not be if the pilot's chair is yours: You should know EDI would prefer you in that seat more than anyone. Yes. Her Body is here. Yes. It's in one piece. She's not really using it much in public since sentiment regarding A.I. seems to be largely mixed so far. I've also got a smaller, more maneuverable, craft here. Traditional flight stick flight, less math, more reflexes. I think you might like her if you want some pilot lessons there too.

I really can't tell you how good it is to see you.

Instead of ending up in situations like these, I'm still going to have to insist we could all just collect commemorative plates.

Shit. Does anyone know who or what killed the owner of this head, or is it a mystery?

[ Obviously sounding somewhere less than sober but not exactly fall over drunk, there's a bit of a pause between when the message starts and her voice actually chimes in on the post]

Okay. So maybe deciding tonight was the night to break out Traynor's old bar-tending notes was not the best idea, but it happened. And there may have been some [...] Quad Kickers in there. And by some I mean, quite a few.

Which got me to thinking, slightly insensitive as this might be...but I've met quite a few of you...so...

( I've got a question for you. )
(OOC: Discussion of character death highly likely in the comments given the question under the cut. Just wanted to make sure people were aware.

What's fun here? Or should I start looking for a way to get my Viper off this spacehead?

So. The stories I'm hearing from people showing back up suggest that maybe someone out there could use a drink?

[ Space Ladies ]

And regardless if they do or not, I'm thinking about taking the Normandy out into space for a few days since we can flex the passports some now, maybe go see a planet within reach now that I've got supplies in the hands of people who need them.

You two want to come?

Hey cranky Gandalf, want to see a space ship? I'm taking a little trip with Shepard and Jyn, but once we're back want a tour of the Normandy?

Shepard says bring your cranky friend Grey, something about a chess match, and see if York wants to come along. Bring Bob if he promises not to corrupt SAM too much, we can let them nerd out.

Do not fear me! Ours is a peaceful race, and we must live in harmony! [...] Too much? Too much.

Let's try this again. [...] Hello. I'm Wash.