how do you do fellow kids

[thebarkside]

Who: It's a Wonderduck mingle!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the Wonderduck!
When: At any time during July/August's blue planet event.

[ come one, come all - this is just a general mingle for the passengers and visitors on the ss wonderball. i mean wonderwall. wonderbread? let's get our socializin' on. ]

Comments

[demideific]

[ Turns out, there's a lot of jack and shit to do out in space. Considering the state of a bug-plague down on the planet, Noah has been intensely, vehemently unwilling to go check it out from some reason or another. He's not about to explain it to anyone even if someone tells him it only ever affects the bugs. It isn't a discussion at all, really.

More often than not, Noah's been ghosting the halls and generally being a low-level nuisance or sometimes a genuinely curious young adult. It varies from day to day, hour to hour, minute to minute sometimes. The biggest vibe he gives off is instability, not always the dangerous kind. But right now he's apparently got a project.

The engine room isn't really big enough for this, so he's moved himself outside just into the back of the cargo room. He has some vending machine remains and other pieces of metal and bitwork from the scavenged waystations around the planet. Right now he's got some laid out, pounded into different shapes and pressed together in what looks like some kind of humanoid shape. If only a third of progress could be called a shape at all. ]

[idealistic]

[ Lloyd's been kind of quiet ever since the Wonderduck lost one of their pilots. he's already aware that people vanish from the fleet without warning, but he didn't quite think it'd happen to his friends of all people. first Colette, then Sheena, and now Kaneis-- all in quick succession too. needless to say, he's very worried, especially because of Kaneis's situation. those Exsilium guys brought him back to life, but if he has nowhere to go...

his thoughts are promptly cut short when he walks into the cargo bay for something or other when he happens to trip on a piece of... whatever it was. he squawks, nearly falling over into the rest of the pile but thankfully regains his footing a good four feet away.

barely, anyway. ]

What the hell--?!

[demideific]

Watch your fucking feet. Did you break that?

[ Noah doesn't really care about how Lloyd is doing since he's clearly able to yelp about it, so he skitters over to the piece Lloyd dislodged and starts checking it over. ]

No, looks good... Be grateful your feet aren't as hard as your head, dumbass.

[idealistic]

[ that's cool it's not like he was expecting you to.

but wow geez that's one hell of a reaction?? give him a moment as he manages to process what he said exactly... ]

Wha-- Who're you calling a dumbass?! [ yeah he's fine, thanks for asking. note that he didn't even try to contest the hard head comment. he takes a quick glance around, taking in the humanoid shape. ] And what's with all this junk laying around, anyway?

[demideific]

[ He scoots back to the piece he was working on and huffs, setting what Lloyd stepped on aside but in sight this time. He's trying to bend and shape one of the plates he has using some leverage and his own hands. ]

You, you dumbass. What's it look like? I'm making a robot shell. See if it'll even hold up with these crap materials.