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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92012-04-04 04:41 pm

Meet and Greet

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers.

Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicomms and comm rings. They are also told they must read information about their current situation and a survival guide with their new omnicomm. New crewmates might see a tall dragonish guy with wings (but don't call him that), a large afro attached to a smaller girl, and talking ponies among their number. There are also several authoritative-looking figures ready to introduce themselves.

There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in. But thankfully this time, there's a system that was set up to aid the new crew members with a few more experienced ones.

[ooc: Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have your guys greet the newbies. Big brother/sister, there will be a thread for you as well!]
youvegotsuckersluck: (I could use some milk ~_~)

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-16 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Or get us all killed in the process." Doug muttered darkly quickly coming to the conclusion that Wheatley posed no real threat. Especially since GLaDOS hadn't found him yet in this room full of people.

It still give him a horrible sense of dread that the little cyclops had arms and legs of his own now. Surely that was a bad idea in the making.
notamoron: (Ultimate hacker)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-04-16 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, but you know, what's science without risk? Not science at all, I say!" Wheatley tried to encourage him. He worked at Aperture. He should know all about the dangers of science.
youvegotsuckersluck: (trapped like rats)

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-16 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
An exasperated sigh from Doug and he hung his head in defeat, "I could go the rest of my life without hearing another word about science."

Which considering all Science had done to him wasn't entirely a lie. But what sort of non-science related job could he get? He wasn't very strong, he didn't have any trade skills like plumbing or carpentry...though he had put together some useful tools and equipment out of desperation during his exile.
notamoron: (Look into my eye)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-04-17 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Wheatley gasped. "But... But science is everywhere! At least that's what that man on the telly keeps saying!"
youvegotsuckersluck: (Yes I am the "ratman")

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-18 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Which telly? Where?" Doug had a hunch that Wheatley was talking about the world they had left behind which...Doug was surprised to find, he got some small bit of satisfaction knowing that Aperture Science was gone...mostly.
notamoron: (You caught me!)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-04-18 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"The one in the media library! It's filled with such delightful programming! Like this one serial about a spanish girl who explores the wilderness with a monkey!" he enthused. "Oh, and this wonderful drama about the life of a big yellow bird and his imaginary elephant friend, on this indeterminate street!"

And Doug was granted a tiny glimpse into the labyrinthian madness that is Wheatley's mind.
youvegotsuckersluck: (trapped like rats)

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-18 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Doug gave Wheatley a very long, unimpressed stare finally breaking the silence with.

"I can't believe I was terrified of you."

He remained seated on the floor however mostly out of exhaustion. It had already been such a tiring day, emotionally and physically.
notamoron: (Thinking real hard)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-04-23 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, I'm plenty terrifying, mate!" Wheatley protested.
youvegotsuckersluck: (I could use some milk ~_~)

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-23 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Doug almost smirked. Almost.

"Is that so?"
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[personal profile] notamoron 2012-04-23 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Absolutely! I am a fierce and cunning adversary!" he lied.
youvegotsuckersluck: (I have your file)

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-23 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
"To be honest I'm surprised you know the word "Adversary." Dough sighed massaging his temples to calm himself.

"Can you at least tell me some useful things? Since I'm trapped here and I'm either lucid or you're insane?"
notamoron: (Thinking real hard)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-04-28 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am a lean, mean, testing machine!" Wheatley proclaimed.

"Well, I don't see why I should, if you think so little of me," Wheatley scoffed, crossing his arms and turning away from Doug. What a primadonna.
youvegotsuckersluck: (Yes I am the "ratman")

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-28 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Please don't say that word." Doug moaned when Wheatley proclaimed his status as a machine for testing.

"Well you aren't the biggest robot torture machine are you?" Doug smirked feeling pretty good about that joke.
notamoron: (You look so small to me)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-04-29 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"What, machine?" Wheatley asked. "Because I'll have you know, that's discrimination."

Under his breath, he said, "Well, I WAS..."
youvegotsuckersluck: (Art Therapy)

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-04-30 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure Human Resources will be calling me into their offices any day now." He mumbled imagining such a scene.

Oh Mr. Rattmann you've been disrespectful to the robots again haven't you? I'm sorry but you'll have to attend a class about discrimination.

It was almost enough to make him laugh out loud.

The second part caught him off guard. "What? You? Really?"
notamoron: (You know what's funny? Management rails.)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-05-03 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh sure, I--" Wheatley stopped himself. "Ah, that is, I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't say anything! Nope, quiet as a cryogenically frozen mouse."
youvegotsuckersluck: (I could use some milk ~_~)

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-05-04 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Doug's eyes narrowed at the painfully obvious deflection. "Tell me." He insisted with that dangerous tension in his voice. Doug wouldn't trust Wheatley as far as Wheatley could throw him.
notamoron: (Thinking real hard)

[personal profile] notamoron 2012-05-08 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Look, mate, I don't know what you're talking about, I didn't say anything. Oh look at the time, I must be off," he quickly deflected, trying to change the subject and escape having to explain how he almost nuked Aperture Science and killed them all.
youvegotsuckersluck: (Yes I am the "ratman")

[personal profile] youvegotsuckersluck 2012-05-10 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Liar." Doug practically spat but he didn't give into the base instinct to smash the little ball shaped robot. "And a bad one at that." He may be insane but he wasn't gullible...he hoped.