the displaced; ic

I do not appreciate being poked and prodded by robots, even if it is apparently for my own health.

Oh dear. Is this the Medium Place? Am I doomed to a tacky singles cruise with under-cooked food in the dining room and loud tourists in horrible Hawaiian shirts? Because if that is the case, that's worst torture than anything Michael ever thought of himself when I was in the Bad Place.

What's even worse is having to hear bad covers of Jimmy Buffet at the karaoke bar, if that's also a thing.

Insert preferred vacation destination, comment about alternative afterlife expectations, and complaints about my luggage gone missing.

Priorities first: Where can I get a burger? And then a dossier. I'll try not to get ketchup on it.

[ FILTERED TO CHARLES XAVIER ]

Hi. My name is Bonnie. If you have a moment, I was wondering if I could talk to you about something?

If anyone wants cake come to the Cafe because there is no way I'm eating this all myself.

( unfiltered, 1 image )

Excuse me, but I'm having a bit of a panic attack. Again.

I was hoping we'd be told about the next port by now.

Has anyone been going to the book club?

I know that people come and go, and sometimes often, here, but I suppose I hadn't thought I'd lose two friends so soon. I will miss Rose and Nebula, and the long friendships that I wish we could have established.

Does anyone want to have a drink to the pair of them?

I AM THE GUARDIAN OF STEVEN UNIVERSE. FEAR ME!

WHERE IS MY BLUE AND PURPLE FRIEND TO CELEBRATE!

So I have what may end up being a fantastic idea!

Let's put on a Rocky Horror Picture show live action thingamajig. Janet is Janet, but the other parts are up for grabs. If we want to do rehearsals or whatevs, maybe we can start scheduling that next week?

Who's in? Who wants to handle putting this together?

( cut for cast/tech list )

[ FILTERED TO NAPOLEON SOLO & ILLYA KURYAKIN ]

How are we feeling this morning, Napoleon? Recovered your manners, I hope.

It sounds ridiculous, but I miss the internet from Tumbleweed. There were a great many things of interest there — news and culture, but also cat videos and memes. I enjoyed those a lot. I also miss my bed.

PADME AMIDALA:

I haven't heard from you in some time. How are you?

ANAKIN SKYWALKER:

That was quite a debut. So this is more of a thing than I expected.

Following Rogue's lead: Night patrols. Sign up. Or don't. Just use the form you if you do.

And don't tell me to put you anywhere I like. Because that's too much work and I'm trying to minimize that shit for myself. And if you're not interested in showing up for patrols anymore, just say so, so I can drop you from the schedule.

Thanks.

( Night Patrols - Updated 3/21/2018 )
<small><b>NAME:</small></b> <small><b>DAY:</small></b> <small><b>SHIFT:</small></b>

Calling all engineers. Especially you Tony Stark.

So, we've been on this boat for awhile. Away from our workshops, away from some of our bigger projects, and we all know the dangers of idle hands.

With that in mind, I'm putting together a little competition. A good old race. Winner gets bragging rights and a special, super secret prize that my dear friend Rhodey is setting up.

Now I'm sure you're wondering where the engineering comes into this race. Well, you won't be running the race yourself. Your challenge, if you choose to accept it, is to build a contraption/vehicle/robot to go through the obstacle course that'll be set up in the Climbing Course area. Anyone who cants to participate can pick up your box of materials you'll have to use on Friday at 1:30pm. For the sake of level playing field and making this a real challenge, you can only use that box of materials in the creation of your 'racer'. You'll have the entire weekend to craft your masterpiece before we start the race process 4pm on Sunday. Good luck!

I am preparing myself for the joy that is Karaoke night on Saturday because I'm totally ready for it.

I mean, it's like days in advance, but this way I can figure out what songs I'm thinking about. Plus, then if anyone needs a partner for a duet, I'm free.

My lungs have a long history with smoke, and they want it back.

[ooc: To be on the safe side, let's go with a TRIGGER WARNING for nicotine withdrawal and Jason being crabby and restless and maybe making tasteless jokes about his own death because he's not handling quitting well.]

Who: Julia Wicker & Severus Snape
What: Checking out the markets of Agrabah for ingredients.
Where: Well, Agrabah.
When: Towards the end of the last port. I don’t wanna look up the day.
Warnings: ...pretty sure none?

( Let's see if we can find some mandrake. )

[Filtered to Thor]

I very nearly went to the meeting.

I've no idea what possessed me.

I certainly don't need them.

And it isn't as though they would thank me for being there.

Why am I even telling you this?

Are you free this evening, Brother?