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Meet N' Greet
Part of the crew might be gone, but life on the ship goes on. In fact, new people have woken up and, eventually, they've been spat out into the mess hall.
Maybe it's better to introduce them to some of the worst aspects of ship life first, right?
Anyway, the word is out that there's new people, and someone should probably go say hello. Before the n00bs mistake the glop for crew.
[ooc: read before tagging, plz]
Maybe it's better to introduce them to some of the worst aspects of ship life first, right?
Anyway, the word is out that there's new people, and someone should probably go say hello. Before the n00bs mistake the glop for crew.
[ooc: read before tagging, plz]
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"Hello and welcome to Stacy and Spidey Inc., paranormalists at large! Spooks spooked, goblins gobbled, UFOs K.O.ed, aliens alienated, vampires evaporated, and monsters remonstrated. No job is too small, no fee is too big!"
He drops from the ceiling, landing butter side down, "I can imagine you're a bit Teenage Lobotomy right now, but never fear. Your Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Man and his gang of loveable miscreants are here to help!"
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She steps back, but she puts her hands on her hips. She's not eager to be too close to things that hang on ceilings and the like, but she's not going to run scared, either.
"Alright, you're another back-alley, night-prowling superdude type, but with a bit more black gunk. Tell me exactly where we are, and I won't have to kick your ass fighting my way out of this place."
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He shrugs, "And if you want a specific location I can't really help you. We're currently in orbit around some imitation Earth, but it seems like she can go just about anywhere in space and time. I'd show you, but some of our pals went sightseeing and took our observation deck with them."
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To say she's agitated and worked up about the situation is a bit of an understatement.
"Pod caverns! Imitation Earths! Time travel! People vacationing on other planets!"
She throws her hands up in the air.
"This is unbelievable!"
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Yes, unfortunately this is your welcoming committee.
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That look is a bit apologetic. A bit.
"And we aren't piloting it back to good old Earth becaaaaaause?"
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And then he looks a little... Stumped? The mask isn't exactly great at portraying certain facial expressions.
"We're not piloting it back to good old Earth because-- because we don't know how. Yeeeah. As far as we know the Ship is in control and she won't let us anywhere near her joysticks."
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Lois isn't that easily deterred. She frowns, and folds her arms.
"Why are we all just sitting around, again? Surely someone here is a real tech whiz? They can override whatever bug's making her go all Hal on us, and everyone else can run around distracting those tentacle things while they do it. We should be trying to get out of here."
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"We have crew quarters, this mess hall, recreational facilities and a run down medbay. None of it actually gives us any control over the ship. We're the grunts, babe, not the officers."
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She turns on her heel, and then pauses. She should probably be polite, even to guys in silly costumes. Lois glances back.
"And I'm Lois, by the way. Thanks for the info."
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Man, was he hungry.