what's in a wonderball????

[thebarkside]

Who: Wonderducks and pals!
Broadcast: N/A!
Action: On the Wonderduck! IT'S A MINGLE
When: From now until whenever the next mingle is. :')

[ ARE YOU A WONDERDUCK? are you a friend of a wonderduck who might actually be on the wonderduck ship at any point?? then this mingle is for you! top-level and tag around, idgaf as long as it's on the bird ship. ]

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[cajunspice]

a) Backdated to Shuffle day/First day on board.
[While grateful that his stay on the Marsiva had been short, Remy was starting to wish he had stayed there upon arriving on SS Wonderduck (that name...). It was certainly more cramped than he had expected, having been use to his decent size apartment he had to himself back in Luceti and all the items he had collected over his time there. Yet, if this was going to be home for an unknown amount of time he may as well make friends and get to know the crew...]

b) Kitchen
This is... just so wrong. [Over the days he had been settling in Remy was getting more use to his surroundings. He could take the bed situation, and the bathroom, even the lacking rec room and gym (which was helping out a lot to help distract him from having to ration his cigarettes), but the kitchen... Never in his life had he had to put up with food this bad for so long, it would be quite a learning curve.

At least he had coffee.]

a;

[feathery]

[Davesprite is chilling in the captain's chair, wings awkwardly hooked over the sides and feet propped on the controls. He looks up from his communicator at Remy's arrival, head cocking to the side.]

Oh, hey, another noob. What's up, dude. You get your chocolate dessert.

[He's a lot less orange than his icons imply. In fact, he isn't orange at all and looks like a perfectly normal kid—sunglasses indoors and crow feathers aside.]

[cajunspice]

[There was barely a second glance from Remy regarding Davesprite's appearance, just enough to take it in but no real reaction, partly because he was known to wear sunglasses inside and also because, well, mutant.]

Thanks leet, that sweet of ya since I didn't bring ya 'nything. [An all too automatic reaction before Remy took a few steps closer to have a proper introduction, one with less sarcasm.] Name's Remy.

[feathery]

[His manners are pretty subpar, but at least he takes his feet off the console.]

Davesprite. Welcome aboard the Wonderbird. [Said with a light shrug; he never uses the right name anymore.] Inasmuch as you can feel welcome aboard a tin can in space, post-kidnapping and brain surgery, but hey, who's keeping track of that.

[He will happily compensate for Remy using less sarcasm.]

[cajunspice]

[Ha, brain surgery. Funny, since Remy had just had that back in Luceti not that long ago as well... ok, it wasn't really that funny. At all.

Also, Wonderbird? Not the quite the name he had been given for the ship.] Well, donno if it be an upgrade, but did just come from bein' in a town under a giant dome, post-kidnappin', 'nd bein' experimented on in a whole bunch of strange, 'nterestin', 'nd nightmare 'nducin' ways. [A shrug of his shoulder at that.]

Aliens, ya know, just can't seem to stop themselves from stealin' others, hein?

[feathery]

Aliens, gods, video games. [He ticks them off on his fingers.] Shit, who knew there were so many ways to say "asshole".

Dome's one I haven't heard yet, though. There's been a couple castles and towers, a space station...I've done the video game and city shit myself. [He looks thoughtful for a second, before he shrugs.]

They like us secondhand here. Maybe it ramps up the drama.

[cajunspice]

[Heh, Remy liked this guy already.]

That's... not overly comfortin' to hear that there be so many similar situations out there, 'nd clearly a lot of bored aliens or possible higher powers, or some merde like that.

[feathery]

Bored or convinced it's the only fuckin' option to keep their universe from going under. For some reason.

[Seriously, kidnapping people from alt dimensions seems like a pretty shoddy last ditch effort. Even if it did work.]

But this one's boredom for sure. Unless there's shifty shit happening behind the scenes that we don't know about. That seems likely.

[cajunspice]

Good, 'cause I skipped out on the whole savin' the world thing, let 'lone savin' a universe. [Ah the good old days, full of ancient mutants who thought they were gods and tried to turn the world's population into mutants, or egotistical terrorist mutants trying to kill of humans before they killed off mutants. Fun times.]

Guess that be where the whole stuck in a reality TV show comes in to play, they got nothin' better to watch than grabbin' a bunch of people 'nd shovin' them into a rather tiny space. [There was a glance around the cabin as Remy said this, not looking that keen on being stuck in such a tin can for long periods of time.]

b

[forsometimenow]

I'd like to say you get used to it, but... well. It's protein cubes and protein gel. We do get solid food when we visit planets, but this is what keeps in space, so... we're stuck.

[cajunspice]

[A glance to her and a smile, enough to distract him from his own mumbling to himself.] Hey chere, 'nd that ain't really the news I was hopin' to hear, on the whole gettin' use to it side.

Don't suppose that means we start doin' bulk take out each time we find a half decent place, try 'nd cramp it all into the fridge 'nd see how long it lasts in there.

[forsometimenow]

Yeah, I understand. It's enough to sustain us, but I guess they're not overly concerned with making sure it's actual food.

[She grinned.]

Not a bad idea- and I know people are talking about trying to find a way to grow some veggies, at least. Maybe next planet will have an endless buffet and takeout containers.

[cajunspice]

Ya say we try 'nd find one of those trees people graft a whole bunch of different plants onto? Try 'nd get a fruit salad mix from one alone? Get a pretty pot to keep it in, would really liven up the whole room 'nd break up all that metal on metal on metal, non?

[forsometimenow]

[Jennifer laughed.]

I'm all for it- though I have to admit I don't know much about growing plants- and I'm no great shakes at cooking them, even. I'm much better at putting people back together.

[cajunspice]

Out of those three options, I gotta say that 'm glad ya capable of the third one, be the most 'mportant of them all.

I ain't too bad a cook, if I say so m'self, just... need to work out all this merde 'nd how to make it half resemble normal food, but should be possible.

[forsometimenow]

If you do, it'd be good for all of us. There are only so many ways you can mix things together to try something new without it tasting horrible.

I'm Jennifer, by the way. I'm the medical officer here, in case you hadn't guessed.

[cajunspice]

Nice to meet ya, Jennifer, 'm Remy. [As she didn't move to, Remy reached out a hand to her, unsure if it just wasn't something done as a greeting from whatever world or version of it she was from or maybe she was like Rogue and had an issue with physical contact. Either way, there was only one way to find out.]

I guess technically 'm tactical support, 'ccordin' to this thing. [Before he pointed his free hand to his augment behind his ear.] Whatever that means. Hopefully it 'long the lines of 'nfiltration like I was doin' at the last place I got dumped at.

b

[thebarkside]

Everything about it is wrong.

[ jade will just sort of grumble this in commiseration as she ducks her way around him, heading to grab a cup. she's a little embarrassed at how rumpled she is - it looks an awful lot like she's just woken up from a nap, and this probably isn't the best way to greet a new crewmember. alas. ]

But you can get decent food on the stations and planets sometimes. It's not always a total bust.

[cajunspice]

Well when ya put it like that ya 'mpart such confidence 'bout the situation on me, merci. [If Remy had noticed her embarrassment he didn't show it, letting her go about her course and side stepping as needed to let her through.]

That or goin' to have to find hot sauce that be strong 'nough to numb m' tongue. [The flavor of the 'foods' so far weren't too bad, the texture however was taking some getting use to, as well as the lack of it feeling like anything resembling a true kitchen. He actually felt out of place in it.]

[thebarkside]

[ his accent is actually enough to catch jade's attention. normally she's a little more discreet, but right now? her fluffy white dog ears are perked high in surprise, just because wow, that's kind of neat.

forgive her: she spent the first thirteen years of her life mostly in isolation, and some of the most banal things still manage to fascinate her. ]

Or I could grow some really spicy peppers, if you like that. I dunno how much it'd help the protein, but maybe it's worth a shot, right?

[ she pauses, then, before seeming to remember- ]

Oh, and I'm Jade. You're new on the ship, right?

[cajunspice]

[Ignoring the need to make a joke that he was either new or had been hiding all the time, he pushed passed it to be more polite. No need for his sometimes warped humor just yet, not so soon after moving in and meeting everyone.] That I be. 'm Remy, nice to meet ya Jade.

'nd I might just take ya up on that sometime, since ya used the magic word there.

[thebarkside]

What's the magic word?

[ she levels a mock-serious look his way. ]

'Protein gel'?

[cajunspice]

Was thinkin' more 'spicy'. I be a Cajun boy, we live for lots of spices 'nd heat in our food, 'nd what we got here as far as extra flavorin' goes feels a little lackin' for m' taste buds.

[thebarkside]

Hehe, yeah, I had a feeling. I wasn't trying to be impolite, but-- that's where your accent is from? It's really neat.

[cajunspice]

Merci cherie, 'nd don't worry, kinda hard to 'nsult me.

'm from a little place... well, big place, called N'Orleans. [His accent causin' the words to merge together.] Though donno how much that'll mean to ya, all depends if the city even exists in ya world. Hell, depend if America exists in ya world, never know with some of the folk 've run 'nto in the past.