Having missed nearly everything that had transpired because of his naps, Judau had needed to get up to speed as to what exactly happened. Thus far, he had learned of marriages and such, but of course he knew nothing about the newly weds, nor did he care. The only thing he cared about was that if there was a dinner party he had missed. When it came to food though, unless it made him gag with horror, he didn't care what he had to chow down to get through the day.

After doing a few more tune-ups on the ZZ Gundam, making sure the machine was fully functional for when it came down to an old fashioned space fight, he had wandered into the cafeteria, munching down on the food in the cafeteria like a mad man. There was no restraint at all, as if he was literally gulping down everything his arms had grabbed, save for blood reserved for vampires. Even knowing that tiny fact, he didn't give a care in the world. So what if it was slop? At least he could actually digest any of this!

After a forceful gulp from taking in far too much in his mouth, he leaned backwards to stretch his arms and back, belching loud enough for anyone in the mess hall to hear him. He sighed in content, smirking to himself after the much needed food. Sure, it wasn't like that pizza place Torres had shown him a few months back, at least in his world, but it was leagues better than anything served in Shangri-La.

(ooc: Yes, I know the food is technically disgusting, but Judau has lived on a poor colony for nearly all his life. Added to his starvation, so long as it is edible, he'll devour it.)

After the crew finished up with the Rituals of Judgement and Joining, they were permitted to enter the city proper.

Orongo was even more impressive than it appeared from outside the wall. Despite the primitive seeming architecture, the city was alive with lights and sounds and colors. The numerous stone buildings were covered in bright paints in beautiful swirling designs, each one a unique piece of art. People milled about the city in droves, many of them various examples of random alien species, though there were quite a few Moai and knee-high Rapa Nui moving about.

The priests that directed them into the city indicated to them to the Consummation Huts, where they would be spending the night, regardless of whether they chose to use them to their...eh hem...full potential, or not.

As they entered the city, each of them got the same message from Stacy.

||You will be spending the night in the city as per the Moai's instructions. Arrangements have been made to meet with the Moai Elders in the morning. For now, you are given leave to explore the city as you wish. I have transferred each of you an allowance of credits to purchase supplies or entertainment tonight.||

||Do try to have fun.||

[ooc: And they're off! Feel free to have them explore. You can also start doing open posts on-planet now, if you want. Have fun!]

It was raining, she had opened a door and it was raining.

Something entirely too strange to ignore.

Sandy had inadvertently stumbled upon the Sensoriums like so many newly awakened pod poppers. And like most of them the first thing it had summoned up was memories of the homeworld. The place long gone thanks to the Ohm.

Sandy entered carefully feeling the rain on her skin. It was both familiar and yet peculiar as she'd gone an entire week without rain from her point of view.

But in this New York it always rained.
( The Death of Spider-man. )

 After the events that have transpired thus far, and being unable to find any of his friends, Judau had not been in the proudest of states now. It didn't comfort him knowing that either everyone was either dead, or stuck in those pods he had came from. For now, waiting patiently was the only thing he could do...But he even failed at that. At least back in Shangri-La, when he had to work, work was more fun than simply sitting on his own thumbs and hoping for something to happen.

Thus explained his second venture into the hangar. There were plenty of Gundams around indeed, each one earning several seconds of gawking at before Judau ran towards the next. But he had not been interested in taking them out instead of his own machine. no matter how colorful or cool their designs had been. Were he still a junk dealer, his mindset would scream at him to take them for himself and sell them for a gigantic profit, one big enough to set him up for life. Tempting as it was, without Leina or any of his friends, it wouldn't do him much good anyway. Currency was good here, sure, but it wasn't enough for him to accomplish his goals.

Upon reaching the further depths of the hangar, there he saw it: The ZZ Gundam at long last. The rest of the machines around it were of little concern now, for Judau had found the one thing he had sought all this time. Even better, it had been repaired! With an ever growing smirk, he rushed to his old machine. Even without his pilot suit, Judau climbed the mecha and onto its chest. His hand pressed the button on the side, wasting no time in getting in there and activating the slumbering mech after all this time.

He moved over to the chair once he stepped in side, sitting atop of it and pressing the buttons to activate the machine. His grin grew even wider as the Gundam lit up, eyes flashing and the inside of the cockpit lighting up. Simply seeing it had brought back quite a few memories, even during the time he had piloted the Zeta Gundam before Roux ended up having to do that job. The cameras adjusted, showing him everything outside of the machine; he always did love the 360 cameras. Gripping the controls, he prepared to move the ZZ.

"Sorry guys, but I gotta do this," he said. "Sitting around here isn't my style! Judau Ashta, ZZ, launch---"

And before he could even prepare those words or fire up the engine, the ZZ Gundam powered down, causing a blackout inside of the cockpit, ceasing the functions of the cameras as well. Judau stared straight forward, jaw-dropped in absolute disbelief over what had just transpired. His eye twitched, and he had grown far too annoyed of all of this.

"You have gotta be kidding me..." he muttered, before finally shouting. "They didn't even bother to recharge the power supply!? What the hell is the point in even storing it if they didn't do that!?"

And so plan B had failed miserably as well. All Judau could do was slump back in his seat and give a sigh of defeat. There was one sliver of good news now: he knew what he could do around the ship for time being.

[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.

--

( There was nothing... )

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.]