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

[goldenglasses]

[Blinks completely clueless.] What? Is there something on my face? [Vash reaches up and rubs away at his cheeks and face.]

[wordmiser]

[It makes Jinx laugh some more.

She reachs forward to flick a finger on the tip of his nose.

Right there!]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash yelps with a flinch as he covers his nose. Then grins and laughs with good humor at Jinx's joke.] Hehe, careful! My good looks are the best things I have going for me.

[wordmiser]

[She shrugs. You are crazy clumsy dude.

She nods her head onwards.

Exloration?]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is just glad that he doesn't seem to be in as much trouble anymore. He shrugs with a nod of his head. Smiling as he moves forward in the direction her head nod suggested.]

[wordmiser]

[To be fair, that grace will probably only last as long ast it takes him to stop her killing something else.]

[goldenglasses]

[And that will last until they find another bug!]