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

[realhumanbeing]

Yeah, it's really good that we found each other!

[This is a lot easier. And it's far easier to be brave when he's got someone at his back. Steven hoists up his shield and turns the corner.]

[redactions]

[ You little madman, you are lucky you heal well. Bucky draws his knife, and sticks close to Steven. ]

So — anyone from your home around?

[ Is there anyone who can look after Steven, he means. Kid's twelve, for God's sake. ]

[realhumanbeing]

No . . . I wish there were! But it's good they're home. Pearl would really like it, though, she misses space a lot.

What about you?

[redactions]

No, I'm the only one from my world here.

[ Alternate universes don't count. Natasha and Steve are familiar but not the same. ]

Guess we can be alone together.

[ ha ha ha ha ha ]

[realhumanbeing]

[HAH]

That's okay! There's plenty of people who don't have people from their worlds, and we do just fine.

[redactions]

[ He squeezes Steven's shoulder gently. ]

Right, then. Let's keep going, hopefully we'll find something other than more bugs. What's your augment?

[realhumanbeing]

Lab support! But I'm not good at not doing healing with spit . . . what about you?

[redactions]

Engineering. [ there's a minute bounce in his step at this ] Always liked tinkering, and spaceships like this ain't something we get, back home. Exciting, ain't it?

[realhumanbeing]

Yeah? What can you do? What kind of stuff do you have at home? My dad's tried to teach me a little. He really likes duct tape.

[redactions]

Old cars. [ he gestures ] They made some real beauties back in the day. I like lookin' at 'em, and I want to try my hand at restoring a few. For the moment, I've got a motorcycle, and I love figuring out how to make her more fuel efficient. Clean energy's where it's at these days, right?

[ And who better to set an example. Steve would, anyway. ]

[realhumanbeing]

Yeah!

[Ha ha, he has no idea what that means. But clean is usually a good thing, right? Right!]

Can you make a car?

[redactions]

If you gave me the right parts, sure, why not?

[realhumanbeing]

Woah!

[He outright spins, forgetting they're in hostile territory.]

That's amazing!

[redactions]

[ He drops a hand on Steven's shoulder, gentle grip, but firm, and turns him to face forward. ]

Yeah, ain't it? Eyes front, kiddo.