cityship: (Stacy--Main AI)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-06-01 10:42 pm

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]

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"...Let's see. I'm in an AI complex, showing up as a hologram, and when I'm not yelling at your dumb ass, I'm supposed to be doing diagnostics."

She stares at him. "Yeah. I'd say I'm not a ghost."
whyarewehere: (-No kiddin'?)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"So... you're a computer." Oh, okay, this makes a lot of sense because -

"So you DO have no soul!"

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"What the hell? Fuck you!"

Congratulations, Grif. You've just started off the long and colorful list of obscenities that will be directed at you during your stay on Stacy.
whyarewehere: (-<_<)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Fuck you too. Don't you have other people you can go annoy?"

Grif kinda wants to get back to his gross food. It's better than talking to Tex, and the sooner it's gone the sooner he can stop thinking about it until he next gets hungry.

Which he hopes isn't for, oh, the rest of his natural life. This stuff is horrible.

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Seeing as I don't recognize anybody else? Not yet." She folds her arms over her chest again, giving the distinct impression that she's glowering at him. "I can piss you off All. Day. Long."
whyarewehere: (-Thinkin')

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"That depends on whether or not you can piss me off," says Grif. He's going to ignore her now and eat his crappy lunch.

At least, that's the plan anyway. She's hard to ignore due to his well-developed fear of her.

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm pretty sure I can. Or I can just make you piss yourself."
whyarewehere: (-No kiddin'?)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Nope. You're just a hologram. You can't hurt me, so," Grif shrugs, smirking. "No fear."

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"No fear until I get a body, anyway. There's probably at least a few kidnapped techies here." She glances around the room, apparently unconcerned with Grif's smirking.
whyarewehere: (-No kiddin'?)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but I'm just gonna tell them you're a bitch and would like kill us all or something, and they won't. That's easy."

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Considering you have the people skills of a dead rat-excuse me, a lazy dead rat-I wouldn't count on your convincing anybody."
whyarewehere: (-Grif. Dexter Grif.)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh come on, everybody liked me more than you and you know it. Stop being jealous."

Sorry Tex, his panic meter maxed out so he's going to stay numb like that for at least the next couple of hours.

Or until something else scares the crap out of him.

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"At least I was useful. What're you going to do here? I don't think Stacy has anything that's powered by bitching."
whyarewehere: (-looking over shoulder)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Grif's going to ignore that slight, for now. There's doubtless going to be tons to follow.

"Stacy? Is that the name of this place? Stupid name."

And if she is powered by bitching, she just woke up a major power source.

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, she's the ship. Try not to piss her off. ...Scratch that, try it. I need a laugh."
whyarewehere: (-No kiddin'?)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-04 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I've heard her talk. She sounds dumber than you are. You can't piss off dumb people," says Grif. Donut and Caboose come to mind.

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"You can when they have tentacles, needles, and probably some kind of secret crap she's waiting to surprise everybody with."
whyarewehere: (-Oh. Huh.)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-05 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Grif furrows his brow as he considers that. Okay, Tex sounds kinda... right, there. He changes the subject.

"...Needles?"

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Tex suddenly sounds much more smug. "Yeah. Needles."
whyarewehere: (-Thinkin')

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-06 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Grif swallows.

"What kind of needles?"

[identity profile] domeanthings.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
She shrugs, apparently unconcerned. "The needly kind? Long, pointed, sharp, stabby..."