"captain" (???) michael j caboose (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bludicrous) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
driftfleet2016-01-12 09:17 pm
bludicrous) wrote in driftfleet2016-01-12 09:17 pm
Entry tags:
vid/action
Who: michael j. caboose + whoever wants to engage this mess
Broadcast: the entire fleet, unfortunately
Action: marsiva
When: now!
[there is a guy(?) in the helmet of a space marine staring into the screen. once he's certain it's on, he backs up, and yeah-- dude is in full armor. given the attire, it might look like he's about to say something serious. and then he actually starts speaking.]
I am on TV! I am on TV! Look! Ah! Hellooooooo! [cue waving his arms around like a fool]
Um!! Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today... I would like to thank the academy. And, uhhh, Church. My best friend. Without my best friend, I never would have gotten this far! I would also like to thank Taco Tuesdays. Oh, and that reminds me-- salsa. THANK YOU TO WHATEVER PLANET FOR CREATING SALSA.
The end. Closing time. Good night and good luck, America!
[if your character wants to find him in-person, it's not hard. he's the rather large pile of armor shouting at his communicator, which is placed on a nearby chair.]
Broadcast: the entire fleet, unfortunately
Action: marsiva
When: now!
[there is a guy(?) in the helmet of a space marine staring into the screen. once he's certain it's on, he backs up, and yeah-- dude is in full armor. given the attire, it might look like he's about to say something serious. and then he actually starts speaking.]
I am on TV! I am on TV! Look! Ah! Hellooooooo! [cue waving his arms around like a fool]
Um!! Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today... I would like to thank the academy. And, uhhh, Church. My best friend. Without my best friend, I never would have gotten this far! I would also like to thank Taco Tuesdays. Oh, and that reminds me-- salsa. THANK YOU TO WHATEVER PLANET FOR CREATING SALSA.
The end. Closing time. Good night and good luck, America!
[if your character wants to find him in-person, it's not hard. he's the rather large pile of armor shouting at his communicator, which is placed on a nearby chair.]
Done dkfjsjl
There are air thieves waiting outside the ship. The walls keep them out and keep the air safe, but if they broke, our air would get stolen away. And then we wouldn't be able to breathe.
[...]
For more than awhile.
[that was kinda true, right? If you looked at science sideways and squinted a bit?
....right. If lying really was a sin, she was so going to hell]
omg
Why would you want to steal air! That is not even profitable!
Well in that case I will not break down any walls. Mm. Yes. I will be a Scrubbing Bubble instead. And you can play the role of Scrubbing Bubble #2.
I'M SO SORRY. LMAO
Totally going to hell.
Of course, then he continues and...well..
She hasn't found any paper or paints to pass the time and, really, she was the one who suggested cleaning supplies.]
...Scrubbing Bubble #2, reporting for duty.
never apologize
Hey Jelly I do not actually want to be a Scrubbing Bubble because I do not want to clean anything.
<3
That was a pretty good sales pitch. You've probably earned a break.
no subject
[He turns... looking up and down the hallway. Then up and down it again, sort of bouncing on his heels, which looks absolutely ridiculous when a guy in that kind of armor is doing it.]
Um... Jelly, where is the break room. And is there a microwave. Because I am not allowed to operate those or even be near one.
no subject
No microwave [though that is...good to know. She tilts her head in the direction of the kitchen] I'll show you.
no subject
[He scoots up and gets directlyfuckingbehind her to follow like some kind of massive duckling. All the while, he's going to be muttering:]
Follow, follow, follow...