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[ino]

Who: Yamanaka Ino
Broadcast: Open
Action: Only the Three Twins
When: Now!

[ no video here, just audio. because she looks terrible. she sounds terrible too, but hey, at least you don't have to look at her, just listen to her sniffles. run away, three twins crew. ]

Yeah, hi, whoever's running this stupid game?

When the HELL are we gonna stop on a planet that has some sort of plant life I can use to make medicine? Or, even better, how about one that's actually advanced enough to have the pre-made medicine to kill whatever this dumb alien bug is?

Don't piss me off. I will find a way to make you regret it.

Sincerely,
Ino ♥

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MY WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED ........ voice;

[ino]

Right?

[ THANK YOU ROBIN. THANK YOU FOR AGREEING WITH HER. ]

I know for a fact there's way more advanced stuff out there. I've seen it. But I guess they're too busy being cheapskates.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he is right there with you, girl.]

I'd believe it. Based on my limited and biased knowledge of reality TV, low-budget is the name of the game.

I mean, otherwise they'd have to genuinely enjoy a bunch of people laying around and complaining about how sick they feel. And that's just... ridiculous.

[ino]

It can't be that low budget if they can afford a whole fleet of spaceships.

[ she sighs ]

I refuse to believe there's some weird alien race out there who enjoys watching someone coughing up a lung.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I dunno, maybe spaceships are really cheap in the future. Or this part of the galaxy. [a slight pause.] I should really stop assuming this is the future just because it's in space.

Anyway--our ships don't exactly seem high-end. Not like the Marsiva. I'm keeping to the cheapskate theory.

[ino]

Well, there's no way this type of technology is around where I'm from either, so saying the "future" seems like a safe bet.

They're gonna be losing way more money when people get tired of seeing people up all night coughing.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh. [...a pause.] I hope this doesn't end in something weird, like everyone turning into lobster people.