A cry for help

[thespaceopera]

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]


ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

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Comments

[arcanepower]

[Jinx isn't exactly subtle about her hunger. Even Belth is distracted by her noisy eating, and he pauses in his reading to look up at his guest.]

Don't forget to chew.

[wordmiser]

[She nods towards him, taking a bite of another cookie.

Sup, dude. Thanks for the grub. This is awesome.]

[arcanepower]

[... Weird girl.

He's not really going to bother her or try for conversation, though. Sorry. He's just-- you know. Antisocial.]

[wordmiser]

[She can deal with quite.

Shell just pick up another cookie and start eating it when she tries to read over his shoulder.

She's nosy like that.]

[arcanepower]

[Now that's annoying. He likes his personal space, so he's immediately closing his book and trying to get away.]

Excuse you.

[wordmiser]

[She takes a step away, and blinks at him. Cool your tits, man.

What the hell. You want a cookie?]