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writtendestiny[It's the middle of the night, but who has time for sleep? Poison, who is often woken in the small hours by nightmares, does not.]
Anyone awake?
Anyone awake?
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Video; UN: Spides
Jul. 16th, 2019 07:20 pmitsnotaonesie[What's UUUUUUUUUUUUUP Anchor. Hope you guys like awkward teenagers, because this one's all up on your network with an announcement.
Peter's not what one would call a professional when it comes to recording videos, but he's figured out how to work the communicators efficiently enough to where there isn't to much awkward fumbling between the time he starts recording and the time he sets the comm down. It's not the most exciting video ever, just some scruffy looking kid in a slightly oversized jacket standing in a creepy, abandoned lab of some sort, surrounded by dusty computers and abandoned equipment. I mean, there's probably been a horror movie or two that have started off this way, but don't think too hard about that.]
Hey, um. I... didn't plan this part, so I'm uh, just gonna wing it. So, my name's Peter. Peter Parker, I'm from New York. People from Hadriel might know me, I was there for... I wanna say close to a year? So that's, um. That's me.
...Hi.
[Okay, that introduction probably wasn't quite as painful as it could have been, even with the awkward little wave he tacks onto the end of it. He isn't any more comfortable about being in front of the camera than he was a moment ago, but now that the introduction is out of the way, the whole getting down to business part does seem to come a bit easier. He clears his throat and stands up a little straighter.]
Anyway, uh. Two things. One, I know there's a lot of crazy like, sci-fi technology around here, I know people are probably pretty confused about how to get it to work and how to repair it. Um, I've got it figured out, for the most part. I can- I can get at least some of this stuff working again, if not most of it. I can probably make replacements for other stuff that's beyond repair. There's kind of a lot of ground to cover around here though, and I haven't had a chance to really explore everything. So, um, I'm gonna need your help. What I need from you guys is to help me find and prioritize what areas and equipment need attention first. Like say, the medbay, life support equipment, other things we need to like, live.
And before anyone asks, no, the bartender robot doesn't count as a high priority project. Sorry, guys.
Okay, thing two. I'll be setting up shop in the R&D area for... y'know, R&D things. It's below the agricultural areas. I'm gonna get some kinda station set up here where I can give you guys... uh, lessons, I guess? Like basic computer stuff, how to work some of the machines, how to fix the computers and machines if you need to. Like, anything you guys wanna know. The more people we have that know how to keep this place running, the better our chances of survival are, right? Right.
[Right.
And. That's it, he's out of shit to talk about. After a couple probably uncomfortable seconds of silence, he moves to grab his communicator to switch it off.]
And uh, that's it! Peter Parker, R&D, hit me up. Later!
[The end]
Peter's not what one would call a professional when it comes to recording videos, but he's figured out how to work the communicators efficiently enough to where there isn't to much awkward fumbling between the time he starts recording and the time he sets the comm down. It's not the most exciting video ever, just some scruffy looking kid in a slightly oversized jacket standing in a creepy, abandoned lab of some sort, surrounded by dusty computers and abandoned equipment. I mean, there's probably been a horror movie or two that have started off this way, but don't think too hard about that.]
Hey, um. I... didn't plan this part, so I'm uh, just gonna wing it. So, my name's Peter. Peter Parker, I'm from New York. People from Hadriel might know me, I was there for... I wanna say close to a year? So that's, um. That's me.
...Hi.
[Okay, that introduction probably wasn't quite as painful as it could have been, even with the awkward little wave he tacks onto the end of it. He isn't any more comfortable about being in front of the camera than he was a moment ago, but now that the introduction is out of the way, the whole getting down to business part does seem to come a bit easier. He clears his throat and stands up a little straighter.]
Anyway, uh. Two things. One, I know there's a lot of crazy like, sci-fi technology around here, I know people are probably pretty confused about how to get it to work and how to repair it. Um, I've got it figured out, for the most part. I can- I can get at least some of this stuff working again, if not most of it. I can probably make replacements for other stuff that's beyond repair. There's kind of a lot of ground to cover around here though, and I haven't had a chance to really explore everything. So, um, I'm gonna need your help. What I need from you guys is to help me find and prioritize what areas and equipment need attention first. Like say, the medbay, life support equipment, other things we need to like, live.
And before anyone asks, no, the bartender robot doesn't count as a high priority project. Sorry, guys.
Okay, thing two. I'll be setting up shop in the R&D area for... y'know, R&D things. It's below the agricultural areas. I'm gonna get some kinda station set up here where I can give you guys... uh, lessons, I guess? Like basic computer stuff, how to work some of the machines, how to fix the computers and machines if you need to. Like, anything you guys wanna know. The more people we have that know how to keep this place running, the better our chances of survival are, right? Right.
[Right.
And. That's it, he's out of shit to talk about. After a couple probably uncomfortable seconds of silence, he moves to grab his communicator to switch it off.]
And uh, that's it! Peter Parker, R&D, hit me up. Later!
[The end]
[viedo] - open - username: det.patch
Jul. 15th, 2019 02:51 pmeudorapatch[ Patch thinks she's figured out how to broadcast to the network from the terminal screen in her room. She actually begins transmitting before she realizes, and there are a few candid moments of her checking settings along the edge of the screen, clearing her throat, running one hand through her hair and sweeping a few stray strands of her long bangs back behind her ear. ]
Hello, Anchor. My name is Detective Patch.
We've, ah, been through a lot these last two weeks. I can't be the only one who's had to suspend a lot of my disbelief to wrap my head around this place. It feels unreal. Part of me want to embrace that, to cling to the assertion that this can't be happening, and let that be a comfort. I don't think it'll be productive, though. I think our best method of accepting any new situation is to connect with others in the same situation.
I know, easier said than done. Opening up is never easy, especially to a stranger... so I'll go first.
( there will be talk of violence and death, both in the post and probably all throughout the comments. please don't read any further if this will upset you. if you'd like a sanitized summary of what's being said, feel free to contact me OOC. )
Hello, Anchor. My name is Detective Patch.
We've, ah, been through a lot these last two weeks. I can't be the only one who's had to suspend a lot of my disbelief to wrap my head around this place. It feels unreal. Part of me want to embrace that, to cling to the assertion that this can't be happening, and let that be a comfort. I don't think it'll be productive, though. I think our best method of accepting any new situation is to connect with others in the same situation.
I know, easier said than done. Opening up is never easy, especially to a stranger... so I'll go first.
( there will be talk of violence and death, both in the post and probably all throughout the comments. please don't read any further if this will upset you. if you'd like a sanitized summary of what's being said, feel free to contact me OOC. )
video; un: cabernet
Jul. 12th, 2019 10:28 pmredwinekindofgirlUh... hey. Julie Cabernet here. Guess some of you might remember me.
[For varying reasons, she supposes, but she doesn't really care right now if the only thing some people remember her for was that one time she lost her mind over a stray Null. She still stands by what she said... and she's not sorry they got destroyed.
But that's not what this is about. Julie is stood looking up at the agriculture zone of the topmost level.]
I bet we could do really well out of the plants up there... Assuming we can actually eat what's growing. The toxicity readouts don't look too hot.
[She sniffs slightly, lifting her hand to shield her eyes against the bright light currently shining in through the shield.]
Don't suppose anyone's found a 'how-to' manual on how to fix the tech.
[The message cuts off there, only to come back a few moments later like there's something she forgot to say. She looks a little more unsure this time, though.]
So... we've all seen it looks like a fucking war happened here, right?
[For varying reasons, she supposes, but she doesn't really care right now if the only thing some people remember her for was that one time she lost her mind over a stray Null. She still stands by what she said... and she's not sorry they got destroyed.
But that's not what this is about. Julie is stood looking up at the agriculture zone of the topmost level.]
I bet we could do really well out of the plants up there... Assuming we can actually eat what's growing. The toxicity readouts don't look too hot.
[She sniffs slightly, lifting her hand to shield her eyes against the bright light currently shining in through the shield.]
Don't suppose anyone's found a 'how-to' manual on how to fix the tech.
[The message cuts off there, only to come back a few moments later like there's something she forgot to say. She looks a little more unsure this time, though.]
So... we've all seen it looks like a fucking war happened here, right?
bardish[ Here's a face peering into the communication device, all up close and personal, before he blinks and pulls his face back. When he speaks, it's in a hushed, panicky whisper: an anxious soliloquy. ] ...is this rolling? [ Blink. ] Shit! It's so rolling! What was I gonna say? I had a whole thing prepared and-- Ahh... Oh god...
[ Do something, Jeff. You can't just stand there like a deer staring at an oncoming 18-wheeler. ]
Uh. Hi...? [ A nervous wave. ] Hello! Greetings? I'm, uh-- I'm not really sure if this is the right place to ask, because I don't know if anyone's alive or dead-- [ Aside: ] Is that guy from the video still around, or is he...?
[ He makes a face, wrinkling his nose at the unpleasantness. Jeff may be looking a little green around the gills here. ]
Anyway...
My name's Jeff and I totally come in peace! Is there anyone out there? Anyone who, like, wears shoes in a men's size 10, who might have an extra pair lying around, because I could really use something other than sandals right now. I mean, they're good shoes, super comfortable, but I'm pretty sure flip-flops aren't appropriate footwear for this kind of place, like, it just seems wrong to walk around here with my toes out-- what if I catch some kind of crazy new strain of tetanus!
[ AWKWARD BEAT. He smiles, grins, way too toothy, like a man on the verge of a panic attack, but he's really trying here. ]
I'm really not picky! As long as they cover my feet! You know, because once I've got the right shoes, then it's all gonna be fine. It's fine. Everything fine! [ Keep telling yourself that, Jeff. ] So... Men's size 10! [ He even holds up 10 fingers, to illustrate. Then he closes his fists into two enthusiastic thumbs up. ] That's all! Thanks!
[ Do something, Jeff. You can't just stand there like a deer staring at an oncoming 18-wheeler. ]
Uh. Hi...? [ A nervous wave. ] Hello! Greetings? I'm, uh-- I'm not really sure if this is the right place to ask, because I don't know if anyone's alive or dead-- [ Aside: ] Is that guy from the video still around, or is he...?
[ He makes a face, wrinkling his nose at the unpleasantness. Jeff may be looking a little green around the gills here. ]
Anyway...
My name's Jeff and I totally come in peace! Is there anyone out there? Anyone who, like, wears shoes in a men's size 10, who might have an extra pair lying around, because I could really use something other than sandals right now. I mean, they're good shoes, super comfortable, but I'm pretty sure flip-flops aren't appropriate footwear for this kind of place, like, it just seems wrong to walk around here with my toes out-- what if I catch some kind of crazy new strain of tetanus!
[ AWKWARD BEAT. He smiles, grins, way too toothy, like a man on the verge of a panic attack, but he's really trying here. ]
I'm really not picky! As long as they cover my feet! You know, because once I've got the right shoes, then it's all gonna be fine. It's fine. Everything fine! [ Keep telling yourself that, Jeff. ] So... Men's size 10! [ He even holds up 10 fingers, to illustrate. Then he closes his fists into two enthusiastic thumbs up. ] That's all! Thanks!