Talk About Timing...

[cityship]

While chaos was going on in the city, a level below the Living Areas, the rest of the ship was functioning normally. Stacy, apparently oblivious to goings on in the city, likely do to her malfunctioning sensors there, carried on with ship business.

||Pod Release Protocols Initating,|| Stacy's familiar voice sounded out to the upper levels, though no one was there to hear her. They were all downstairs, fighting for their lives against giant cockroaches.

In the Pod Caverns, there were the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

The usual condensation and mist sprayed out from cracks in the pods, they ripped open and the people inside slid out onto the floors, covered in slime. One of them, due to his mechanical nature, slid out covered in a sort of oil mixture, in a smaller body than he'd once had.

Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.

There was no one already freed from the ship to greet them, only Stacy herself, and the empty silence of a ship caught in the middle of a crisis.

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[childof-science.livejournal.com]

Z5 slid out of the pod, and lay sprawled on the floor for a few moments, caught between sleep and consciousness. Slowly, the creature stirred, and shakily sat up in what could be described as a squat - though it's anatomy didn't quite correlate with a human's version of the posture.

The slime was not an immediate concern for Z5, as it could not smell nor taste it. It felt uncomfortable on it's skin, of course, but not important at the moment.

The alein flexed it's long ears, trying to detect some sign of life. The room was so large, so quiet. There was a sound somewhat like breathing, but even that felt strange. Timidly, with the strength of just a weak, passing thought, it projected into the void a single thought. 'Hello?'

[cityship]

||Hello DEC Z5X9-YQ4.||

[childof-science.livejournal.com]

The DEC stood up, surprised. It knew the difference between spoken word and mind-speech, and that was clearly mind-speech. As far as Z5 knew, only two other species had that ability, the first being its own. It instantly put the creature at ease.

'Ah, hello.' It projected, this time louder and more relaxed, 'Excuse me, but would you mind telling me were I am? Is this a training session? This wasn't too far off from the old military training the alien had received on its home planet, and it would explain why the voice knew its name.

However, Z5 hadn't been to DEC in years... why would they want the experiment now?

[kindofscary.livejournal.com]

With a wet splooge noise, the Master found himself hunched over on the floor. Muggy headed from sleep, a biological necessity that he wasn't particularly accustomed to, he stared lamely at his crotch.

"Hello genitalia," he sighed woozily. Shaking the murk, he attempted to get to his feet, only to slip on the film of goo that coated him. "What the hell is going on?"

[cityship]

||You have been Chosen--|| And she said his real name.

[kindofscary.livejournal.com]

In his haze he attributed the voice to the only being in existence that could know his name, "This is a new low for you, Doctor."

He rose to examine the pod from which he was birthed, slipping once more, "Esoteric disguise, candid use of a discarded title; imprisoning your rivals in some sort of- is this an incubation booth? Honestly, it sounds like something I'd do."

Yes, yes he made a note of it for future evil.

[pridebeforefail.livejournal.com]

Post-sliding out of his pod, Starscream only noticed one thing at first as his mind slowly cleared out of his haze. It wasn't his surroundings, or the oil-like muck coating him, or any of the others in the same predicament; instead it was one very simple thing.

"I have a body." He laughed suddenly, then crowed, "I have a body! No more staring into that pompous, scrap-worthy tyrant's face! I'm free! I have a body! I'm-"

It was at that moment he finally began to take notice of his surroundings, particularly the fact that he wasn't towering over everything, as he'd gotten used to.

"...I'm short."

[cityship]

||Your consciousness has been transferred into a humanoid sized body. It has the same functionality of your previous one, merely a smaller size,|| came a voice.

[pridebeforefail.livejournal.com]

"What do you mean, a smaller size? Who's talking?" Starscream went on alert immediately as he heard the voice, bringing his null rays up to bear. He was certainly glad to have a proper body again, but it was easy enough to go on guard. After all, he had no idea who had rescued him from space, why they had given him a tiny body, or if the current speaker even had anything to do with all of it.

[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

Javert, once he had fallen the tumbling, slime-covered slide of the newly released, jumped up immediately- and immediately looked rather disgusted by his current state. Slime. Wonderful.

And somewhere he didn't recognize-- either the bottom of the Seine was far more interesting than he'd known, or he was in hell. Both, possibly, as they did not seem mutually exclusive.

[cityship]

||You seem distressed. Would you like a mild sedative?||

The needle-arms came out of the walls, probably not helping with the whole 'I'm in hell' thing.

[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

No, no they really don't. "No, thank you." Javert said quickly. He's not quite sure where that voice came from, or the needles for that matter, and he'd like them to stay away.

"Where am I, then?" He asked- Satan? God? Whatever had decided to steal him from the river and was now talking to him. ...In his head. ...Fantastic.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Sploooooosh!

Kara Zor-El fell to the ground, covered in slime. Ew. Ew ew ew. Slime? Seriously? She pushed locks of ooze-covered hair out of her unnaturally blue eyes and scrambled to her feet. It's then that she realized that she was naked. ... Brainiac? Did Brainiac do this? Is he now just collecting people and freeze-sliming them?

She's too confused to be angry or scared.

That'll kick in in a few moments, she's sure.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

That depends on the Brainiac you're talking about. If it's Brainiac 5, he's just as confused as Kara is.

Not far away, he splooshes out of his own pod and stands up, immediately alert, although it takes a few moments for the other six tracks of his consciousness to reboot again.

The first thing he notes--besides his lack of clothes and belongings--is that he's no longer lost in time and space with the Legion, as they'd been after their team-up with the Teen Titans in their fight against the Fatal Five Hundred. The second thing he notes is that he doesn't remember how he's gotten here. Which leads him to the third thing he notes: his memory's been tampered with.

This infuriates him. Something has tampered with his mind. More than that, they had the gall to think that he, a twelfth-level intelligence, wouldn't notice anything out of place?

But (for once) it's time to shove the arrogance aside. He doesn't see any of the other Legionnaires in the pods around him. This is also alarmingly similar to when the Blight had taken over Earth. It's entirely possible he's in a hostile situation, by himself, without a flight ring--or even clothes. He needs to be on guard.

And he is on guard when he hears someone moving and slowly peeks a pod around to see...

To see a goddess. Even covered in slime, his eyes pop wide at the sight of the blonde beauty there and his jaw drops. An involuntary noise comes from his throat, giving him away.

"Guh."

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Kara turns at the sound of the "Guh" to see a very naked, very blonde-haired, very fit male specimen staring at her openly. Now, had she been wearing her costume, she might have been okay with this. As things stood now? Hell no.

Instantly her hands move to cover herself up. "Hey! Keep your eyelids closed, Greeny!"

[stingslikeali.livejournal.com]

A pod popped, and a yellow robotic form came splashing out, landing on his face before suddenly waking up.

"OH GROSS! WHAT IS THIS STUFF!" He pause, slowly coming to other realizations. "AND WHY THE SLAG AM I SHORT?!"

[bluerose-knight.livejournal.com]

He wakes in a puddle of slime, humid air warm against his skin. Rather a change from the coolness of the salt air that he was used to after time spent on board ship. The floor underneath his hand is sticky, and pulsing, and its only when he feels the same sensation on his knees that he realises that he’s naked.

But nakedness is the least of his concerns at the moment as he rises quickly to his feet (nearly losing his balance as his foot fails to grip properly).

A quick look around shows nothing familiar, and there is no sign of his sword.

“Danae, if this is about the whales, the answer is still no,” he tests his voice. “And what happened to your island?”

[cityship]

||Danae is not currently on the crew roster,|| explained a monotone, almost motherly voice from nowhere.

[bluerose-knight.livejournal.com]

"Xantia?" Sparhawk asked suspiciously. It didn't sound like her, but who else could be talking out of nowhere?

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

Gwen collapsed to the floor, sucking in a panicked breath and struggling to upright herself, fighting off the fog of sleep that still held her in it's grasp.

She forced herself to find her bearings, only then realising she wasn't only covered in something... disgusting, but also, completely naked. A mix of panic, annoyance, and subtle anger seeped through the foggy awakening her mind.

"What..." she shook her head, pushing her hair from her face. She looked around, trembling slightly in the vast emptiness of her surroundings. "Where the hell am I?"

[cityship]

||You are in the Pod Caverns, Gwen Cooper,|| a voice somewhere between motherly and monotone observed. It seemed to be coming from everywhere and nowhere at all.

And then a tentacle detached itself from the wall, bearing a syringe.

||You seem distressed. Do you require a mild sedative?||

[stalkersuperman.livejournal.com]

AUGH--

West would be yelling, except that he's made the terrible mistake of trying to breathe in before spitting out the slime that's found its way into his mouth. He tumbles out of the split in his pod's membrane and ends up coughing up a lung on his hands and knees on the eerily fleshlike floor.

"Wha--" cough hack cough "--th' hell--" choke hack ow.

[cityship]

||Please do not attempt to breathe the stasis fluid, West Rosen.||

Hey West, what's your opinion on voices that come out of nowhere?

[grayaura.livejournal.com]

"...ugh." Mai clambered to her feet woozily, bracing herself against a nearby wall, "...where am I?"

She pauses for a moment, trying to take everything in through her somewhat addled mind. She felt a bit woozy, but otherwise fine. It was at this point that she realized that she was covered in some sort of slime, not to mention naked. She picked up a slime-encrusted strand of her hair and stared at it with distaste for a moment before dropping it, hugging her arms around her chest.

"And why am I covered in slime?"

[cityship]

||You are in the Pod Caverns|| a voice answered. It was impossible to tell where it had come from -- one moment there was nothing but the faint sound of a breeze whistling through the caverns and the next moment, the words had already been said.

||You are covered in 'slime' because the stasis fluid has a high viscosity.||