||Attention, Attention. All personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Attention, Attention. All personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Attention, Attention, all personnel...||

All over the ship, Stacy's voice continues to repeat the announcement until all crew members have reported to the Orbs Deck. Once there a dossier appears on the screen. Next to the dossier is the picture of a rotating planet, one that is almost entirely covered in cities with a few small patches of green ocean, and the planet's stats:

Planet Designation: XaXing
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Minimal flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Yes.
Sentient Life: A significant number of species of intelligent life. Most are not native.
Water: 30% of the planet's surface.

Climate: Similar to Earth's Mediterranean regions. [Click here for cultural equivalents for non-Earth cultures.]
Landscape: 96% of land is developed for primarily commercial purposes.
Air: Normoxic concentration: 29% oxygen, 60% nitrogen, 3% xenon, 6% trace gases, such as hydrogen, krypton, and argon.

Air Pressure: 14.499 pounds per square inch.
Sky: Green with gold clouds.
Sun: A class D3L, yellow star.

Warnings: Some inhabitants may not follow fair trading practices.

Mission: None. Shore leave is now initiated. Requisition of resources is recommended. Each crew member will be provided with 3000 XaXingian credits.

It's time for another Shore Leave, guys.

[[ooc: Shore Leave is go! Post reactions to the announcement here]]

You know how sometimes, for dramatic effect, a character about to drop an F-bomb will inhale -- and then the camera will cut away to a long-shot of the city. A bell rings. Birds take flight in alarm.

The City just got one of those.

That's right. In the Overlord's Fortress, staring in horror at the omnicomm, the badass freaking Overlord, the strongest being in the cosmos, just let fly one ludicrously loud profanity.

Even his mindless minions were staring at the book in horror.

A Prinny spontaneously exploded.

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home.

Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings. New crew-mates might see a tall man in green armor and snake girl 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.

[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.]

[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. Tag each other in groups of 2's, 3's, and 4's, to get some interaction to start with. If a thread doesn't already have 2 or 3 people tagged in, tag it with your character's podpop popping near the other people, rather than making a new subthread. If you would like to play out them talking to the AI, please send an email to the mods making the request--we do this only by request. Then move onto the big Newbie Meeting. Once your character has gotten the rundown from the old crew, you may start posting entrance posts and freely tagging.]


||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounds out to all the podmates through the ship.

In the Pod Caverns, there are the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

There is condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slide out onto the floors, covered in slime.

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( There was nothing... )