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Greet the (New) Meat! (no, don't eat them!)
By hook or by crook or by avoiding hook and crook, the crew assembled from the previous podpops eventually made it up to the Living Area to greet their new crew mates. The creepy sculpture was also there, though less to greet them than it was always there.
The strange, fleshy seating had multiplied. You really, really don't want to know how.
The strange, fleshy seating had multiplied. You really, really don't want to know how.

Re: A few minutes before departure...
He paused as something in his processor twinged.
There was something missing, and it bothered him. Immensely so.
"...didn't you haff a guitar?"
He glanced quickly towards the transport tubes, and affirmed that he still had a few klicks left to talk.
Re: A few minutes before departure...
He looked worried. It was sensible as his expression formed a crease..
Re: A few minutes before departure...
"You may be able to find your guitar zere."
Re: A few minutes before departure...
He immediately moved about and looked up at the transport tube. Slightly feeling queasy and small, he inserted himself in it.
Re: A few minutes before departure...
[Jumping to 'I need a weapon' post in the main comm. :D ]