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Who: Shawn Hunter and YOU!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden
When: September 19, evening

[As weird as Shawn's world was, it was never this weird. Instead of waking up in his apartment, where he should be, he's in some giant ship - and none of it feels real. This can't be real life. It just can't.

He's not on the giant ship for long, though: he finds himself beamed (like space sci-fi beamed??) onto a new place, with confetti and chocolate pudding that looks kinda suspect - but he'll eat it, food is food. Still blowing the confetti out of his face, he'll wander around, taking photos along the way. Every single one's uploaded to the Fleet, and well- there's gonna be an abundance of artsy photos, from various places on the Marsiva to the stations around the SS Golden. (People are optional.)

About an hour after the last one, Shawn's settled in the kitchen and he's fiddled enough with the comm device to realize that he goofed. Big-time. So when the feed clicks on, he looks more apologetic than usual.]

Look, I don't know how I got here - and normally? I'd be kinda down with living in outer space and being on some reality show. Problem is, I'm about to go to college, and I worked too hard to throw all of that away for... whatever this is.

[Making a face, though he's not quite aware of it:] Since I'm stuck here until God-knows-when, is there any way I can call home? Or figure out if anyone else I know's along for the ride? Thanks, uh, and sorry about all the photos earlier. I'm still kinda new to this thing.

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[Ah, Shawn certainly looks pretty relieved too, yeah...but Megaman laughs a bit, at that.]

You've worked on cars before? That's pretty neat! And still more than I ever worked on before arriving here, for sure...don't worry though, the engine doesn't really explode that easily! You probably could have been fine even by yourself.

[GIVE YOURSELF SOME CREDIT BRO....the ship certainly doesn't seem anywhere near combustion in his sheer presence just yet. Megaman draws a pace back, folding his arms a bit thoughtfully.]

Not that I don't mind helping, though! You can definitely ask me anything you might want to know, we could probably figure it out together... [He shrugs a bit.] I've been here in the fleet for--about four months. Almost five? Ah... [Just the slightest pause, there--the amount of time kind of hits you when you say it out loud like that--but then, blinking and remembering himself, he attempts to power onward:] And, yeah, I've been here on the Golden for all of that time. The crew here is pretty nice! You'll probably meet the others soon, we've all just been kind of busy recently...

Thanks, but I'd still rather have you with me. I only know a little bit about engines... My uncle Mike used to own a repair shop, so I'd work there after school and pick up the basics. Car engine's gotta be different from a ship's engine, though.

[Is Megaman sure it won't explode? Because Shawn's still uncertain, no matter how relieved he feels.]

That's... that's a lot longer than I expected. How long is this season supposed to last again? [If it's a show, it's gotta be season-based. At some point, the crew (if there is one) has to stop filming and everyone gets a mini-vacation. He hopes.]/small>

And hey, I don't mind if you're busy. Looks like anyone could get distracted by this planet.

Yeah, this planet has definitely been kind of interesting... [Megaman rubs one of his arms absentmindedly at the question, though, smile definitely fading a bit now.] And--actually, I'm not entirely sure? I think how it's supposed to be is that, for the show to be over, somebody has to win...somehow.

[He shifts a bit uncomfortably on his heels. It's something he'd actually managed to not think about for a little bit, but now that it's brought up like this...]

You think something might happen at the end of a season, though?

Maybe. Back home, we had lots of different reality shows with challenges you had to win. Have we had any of those yet?

[It's hard to tell, in a place like this, but Shawn hasn't heard anything about a challenge or clues to follow. There would've been more complaining over the communicator-device things, right?]

Or are we more like The Real World, where they put invisible cameras everywhere and hope we bring in the drama?

Ah, I think I know you mean...there were some shows on TV like that back where I'm from, too? But I never watched very many...

[Megaman folds his arms, frowning.]

Invisible cameras, that might be likely! I'm still really not sure how they're even able to watch us, otherwise, because I haven't found a single one yet. But... [He hesitates.] Challenges--maybe? Would an attack from space count for that sort of thing, you think?

[Shawn had way too much free time on his hands, honestly - between that and the film classes he took in middle school (and maybe early high school), he's a bit of a TV junkie.]

Uh-huh.

Wait, did we actually get hit by an enemy fleet? [He's more surprised his guess was right.] Because when that happens, the prize is usually staying alive.

[At that last bit Megaman makes a bit of a face--not that he doesn't appreciate the humor, but still...somewhat wryly:] Hah, yeah, I guess there are worse prizes than being alive! Can't be too picky or anything...

[But with a shrug and a puffed sigh, he nods.] You're right though, yeah, we did get hit. It was pretty recently, actually...you might not have noticed it yet, but we're still sort of patching up a few things on the Golden right now! [And he smiles again now, still wry but pretty genuine.] It's a good thing you're an engineer too, on that front--I'm sure you could definitely be a lot of help! If you'd like to lend a hand?

[Cue the eyeroll.] I know, it's like the suckiest prize.

[He knows what he should say, yeah, man, and the words are on the edge of his tongue. But no one ever told him that he'd start his job as an engineer - a job he doesn't know how to do - in the deep end. Shawn gulps, nodding before he rubs the back of his neck.]

Of course. Just, uh, tell me exactly what you need me to do, and I'll help you guys out the best I can. [Nervously:] I didn't do much of this back home, as I said, so - if I don't do any of this right, you'll tell me, won't you?

[It's a reasonable concern, at least! One that Megaman can relate to; he still remembers being new pretty well too, and the notion of being responsible for the technological being of an entire spaceship had been a bit...daunting, to say the least.

And so, at the question, his smile shifts to something a bit more understanding.]

Yeah, of course! It wouldn't be very nice to just leave you in the dark or something, after all...and it all seems like a lot when you're new. But I definitely wouldn't mind helping you get settled in! And if you ever have any questions, ah, I don't think I'm too hard to find usually...

[He laughs a bit, gesturing absently at his own person in general--is he talking about the aggressively blue uniform? Maybe he is. But, shifting to step around Shawn and approach the table behind him, Megaman gestures a bit more widely to the room around them.

This is the engine room--I tend to put a lot of my things in here, so I'm usually in this room more than anywhere else, hah. If you ever need me I'll probably be in here!

[Shawn has to laugh at the self-awareness.]

Thanks. So, I've just gotta check the engine room first before anywhere else. I think I can do that much.

[He pauses, folding his arms as he takes in the objects around the room again. It's definitely packed with things, and while Shawn doesn't think he'll leave much of his junk lying around, now seems like as good of a time as any...]

You sure you're okay with sharing the space? [He's teasing, really.] I'm kind of a photographer back home. I try not to clutter things up with all my photos, but it does happen every now and then.

[Megaman glances around with Shawn as he appraises the room more properly--come to think of it, it's true that he's actually starting to build up a fair amount of things in here...and even if everything is pretty meticulously organized at the moment, he still has to fight down an odd moment of self-consciousness. (He's never really had stuff to himself before, honestly, since generally everything was Lan's back home, and all of that was--well, data, usually. Not really like this...)]

Ah--no, sharing space shouldn't be an issue! If you want to, I mean...I wouldn't mind! [True, it does sound like Shawn is teasing more than anything, but Megaman smiles a bit sheepishly anyway.] If it gets too cluttered I can always move some things to my bunker instead, it should be okay... [--Wait. He perks up a bit.] Hold on, you're a photographer, though? --With physical photos, you mean...?

Uh-huh. What other kind of photos would you mean?

[Shawn headtilts.] Well, there is the internet kind, but we haven't advanced far enough back home for that to be a huge thing yet.

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