At least there's no elevator music...

[thespaceopera]

[At least two weeks have passed since the Drift Fleet passengers woke up on this strange wing of the Marsiva... Some new passengers have even joined the group instead of being Shuffled off to a fleet ship! The large monitor in the central room remains quiet for now, so how is everyone holding up?

Have you been relaxing? Enjoying the Earth media? If you can even remember them, how have Calibrations been treating you? Has anyone started getting a little stir-crazy?

Don't worry... This ship has no shortage of mysteries, and you'll be seeing a few more soon.]


ooc: here's another mingle for the current game event! players can start or continue threads here from any point during the event. the additional setting information is still being postponed due to sickly mods, but y'all are welcome to post additional topcomments for reactions and investigation once it's up!

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[delincuente]

[She gives a noncommittal hum.]

You don't know. There are worlds with talking horses. Mine could totally have man-eating gophers.

[admirably]

[ EYEBROWS STILL. ]

I suppose, but that's not something that exists in my world, I'm quite certain.

[delincuente]

You must be an alien, then.

[Her logic is flawless.]

[admirably]

I beg your pardon, but perhaps it is you who are the alien.

[ SHOTS FIRED ]

[delincuente]

Huh. I wondered why I have three extra arms tucked under my shirt.