enveloped: (rayner11)
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[Another PSA from a certain Mr. Waltz, who still keeps a crisply pressed suit to this day. He has his ways.]

Upon discussion with other Anchorites, it was noted we don't have much sense of community. Or any sense of community. A lot of us don't know our neighbours very well, whether it's due to lack of time, energy, or interest. Myself included.

With everyone coming from different times and places, with vastly different experiences, it isn't always easy to personally connect. Upon first glance we are all so much more different than we are the same, but in my line of work I've learned there are a few fundamental similarities no matter who you are, or where you go. From Africa to Anchor. Most everyone likes to eat, or at the very least, likes to have a good time.

Nothing is on fire at the moment, and we have quite a few recently discovered resources to utilize and enjoy.

This is the perfect opportunity for a party. It doesn't have to be fancy. A potluck would be an excellent way to share ourselves, and our cultures, with one another.

We can all step away from our business and anxiety for one night to put faces to names, and live a little instead of just surviving.
theweakhavepurpose: (Obedient)
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[The video opens with a idyllic shot of horses grazing in a pasture with a barn in the background. Well idyllic if you discount the fact that they're clearly on the agriculture level of Beacon, one of the horses is glowing and the other is Branwen and that some of the other animals in the paddock are mutated deer. It's about as close to scenic as this place gets.]

Kieran and I have been working on getting a ranch going up here. Cho's been doing tests on the deer and they're good to eat so I'm gonna try and get a little herd going. But then over here...

[The camera pans to some cleared areas nearby with the smoothness of someone who has used their phone to film hundreds of Vine videos back home.]

I thought we could start some sort of farm? I've grown tomatoes before but I don't know anything about farming, I'm more the livestock sort. So if anyone wants to work on this, you're more than welcome.

Actually if anyone wants to help with any of this feel free. But don't try to pet the deer. They're not friendly.
superposition: ((william hartnell eat your heart out))
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[ Though Qubit generally prefers text, he's found that for whatever reason, people seem to think he's more sincere when he uses video. So he goes with that - you only get one first impression. ]

Good morning, Anchor. You may have noticed a grocery store, of all things, has appeared just outside the main airlock... Ah. I'm Qubit, by the way, should have led with that. Anyways, I've taken the liberty of scouting the place out, and I have good news and bad news.

Good news - near as I can tell, the food's still fresh. Bad news - that's more than I can say for the customers. If you do go, don't go alone, and be ready to defend yourself. It turns out the place has a bit of an undead problem.

[ He shrugs, as if to say "because of course it does." ]

On the plus side, the radiation levels are rather lower than I expected. I'd still recommend suiting up if you can, but you should be all right provided you don't - aah!!

[ As he was talking, something whirred in the background, and now a laser bolt hits the wall not a foot from his head. Startled, he drops the comm, but his voice can be heard receding in the background. ]

Son of a bi- [ the feed ends. ]