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Entry tags:
- !location: mess hall,
- arrowette,
- bandit,
- bella (garou),
- brainiac 5,
- brenda,
- cielo,
- daniel jackson,
- dave lister,
- gambit,
- iron fist,
- jack spicer,
- jaime reyes,
- jamie hemeros,
- jo lupo,
- john crichton,
- kelly-087,
- kon-el,
- lafiel,
- lois lane,
- mei ling,
- pirogoeth,
- ravager,
- red devil,
- river tam,
- ronon dex,
- sailor mars,
- shawn spencer,
- spider-man,
- superman,
- wyn callahan,
- yuri otani
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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"Well, we were attacked by this polymorph thing. It changed shapes, and stole emotions from you. It turned into a giant monster in my laundry basket, and sucked the fear right out of me."
He won't mention that it turned into a pair of underpants first, that he put on. He'd rather not remember that bit himself.
"Went after it with bazookoids blazing." That was after they decided that Rimmer's leaflet campaign wouldn't work, and Lister himself was talked out of nutting it with a grenade attached to his forehead.
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And the grin on Lister's face leaves no doubt that they did improvise.
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He won't mention how they killed it, unless she asks. It's embarrassing.
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"I'm sorry, but... That's just... It's just, a disturbing yet hilarious mental image." She manages to say between laughs.
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"For some reason, we attract all the weird stuff. You know what was funny though? Rimmer thinking he had found aliens. I laughed till I was sick. Seriously."
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She trails off and gives him a skeptical look. "Uh, you do realize aliens are real, right?" Obviously he hasn't seen all the crew!
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"Accidentally destroying the world? Do you have a big red button marked "Don't push," round there or something?"
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"Someone actually built a death ray?"
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She trails off before finally nodding. "Yeah someone actually did."
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"Did you get it stopped?" he asks, before looking puzzled. "Hang on, you must have done, otherwise you wouldn't be here, would you? You would be death-rayed to death."
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"So, what do we do for fun round here?"
Let's get straight back to the bumming about.
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And really kick@ยงยง!
"Me, I like to use them for shooting practice and stuff..."
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"You're all about the work, aren't you?" he asks. Yes, he's flirting again, it's unconcious, really.
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"I mean, what else is there to do? Sit around and feel sorry for myself? Don't think so."
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No curry, no beer, and if there's no telly Lister may just try and climb inside his pod again.
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She pauses, her forehead scrunching up a bit. "Annnnnnnnnd I don't know about television. I think I heard some of the Supers mentioning a movie night or something. So I'm sure there's gotta be something like television somewhere."
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Charm maxed to 11, Lister turns his brightest smile on Jo.
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