the marooning ••

Now I don't know what this all is I woke up to, but kàn lái wǒ bùshì zài kānsàsī zhōu de jiǔ gèle, but I know this ain't my ship, and I don't know where my crew is. But I've been seein you folk talkin on here. Do any a y'all know what's goin on? And what happened?

And why the ship ain' movin?

So, I've heard there might be some people here with medical experience. 'The Doctor', and I heard tell of a 'Clark' or something along those lines mentioned.

I'm Dr. Bruce Banner. I'm not actually a medical doctor, but I've done some volunteer work; so I have some experience, at least as far as vaccinations and the occasional emergencies go. I thought it might be a good idea for anyone with any medical experience to meet up in the med bay and see if we can pool our knowledge to get a better understanding of our recourses. The experiments the good 'Doctor' Barton performed should give us a good head start on IDing some of the properties of the meds, at least. It's just a thought, but if anyone is interested in lending their expertise, I think given the situation, any help would be a good thing.

Looks like there's more people waking up. Anyone with medical knowledge? Engineering? We have food and a place to put our heads, but we're still figuring everything out.

[ CLARKE ]
How're you holding up? Find a room yet? Get some food in your belly? You run into anyone yet that you know?

[ THE DOCTOR ]
You up for exploring a bit to see what's making this thing tick? Figure if we find ourselves someone who knows a thing or two about engines too, we can show them what we have and maybe they can explain this ship, or at least get us thinking on what everything is.

Okay so it's been nearly two weeks. What do we know?

The mess hall's pretty straight forward.
We've got a bigass pile of unlabelled meds

• The orange stuff is either a local anesthetic and sedative or it is a neurotoxin.
• The other orange stuff labelled with an extra circle squiggle thing just makes you have to piss like a racehorse.
• The blue IV bags taste like really gross gatorade.
• And the purple stuff makes your heart speed up.
• A bunch of other stuff it wasn't really obvious, but nothing injected has killed Steve yet! But then again half a century under antarctica couldn't either. YMMV.

I do much more of this doctor shit and I'll be an entirely different Hawkeye

Okay look. I don't know who is responsible for this, but you need to let me go. I mean really, back in space? That's just not possible. It shouldn't be possible.

I hate space.

Power's kinda working? Life support? I guess. We're not moving. But it looks like the internet is good?

Testing?