The theme park world had been kind to Kriem.

Between the games, the overpriced souvenir shops she had collected an impressive amount of plush toys and those same toys were now providing her with entertainment as she poured herself a drink.

Plush bears, cats, dogs, rabbits, and even monsters were wrestling and bouncing around, dancing and bouncing off one another.

"Such silly things." She mused as one of the bears poured her some wine.

"My babies." she accepted the wine and sipped it life was good.

...but not perfect. She had been so bored wandering around the ship exploring, so today she was reliving one of her favorite memories.

Mister Jake, a massive muscular blond haired man was giving a man in full armor the pounding of a life time, bright flashes of light and bursts of energy knocking the helpless hero around a massive abandoned stadium.

"Beautiful."

It had taken some time, and alot of patience but Kriem had just about finished her first plush companion.

As a sort of nostalgia for the plan she had spent years of her life preparing for she had decided to make a Mad Bear just like she had used at home. The oddly creepy looking bear had empty dead eyes like a fish and a goopy sort of grin. An alternative to the standard cuddly bear that most would know.

Finishing up the final stitch on his ear she cut the thread. It was just about perfect.

"You will be the first of many." She promised reaching up and plucking out a strand of her hair. It began to glow orange and shifted from hair to a long sharp needle.

Sliding the needle into the madbear it took on the same glow for a moment and then stretched out like a yawn.

With a sly smile Kriem helped her creation to it's feet and it wobbled over to the water pitcher picking it up and pouring her a refill.

"Perfect." She adjusted her glasses and let out a sigh of accomplishment. She let her eyes wander around the bar, perhaps it was time for a real drink. Then she could begin plotting her next project.

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. They are also told they must read information about their current situation and a survival guide with their new omnicom. New crew-mates might see a tall dragonish guy with wings (but don't call him that) and purple 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.]