001 - Video/Action - Welcome to space?

[helladoomed]

Who: Chloe Price and open!
Broadcast: Fleetwide, accidental
Action: For people on the Marsiva, if they like!
When: Right now! And on until shuffle

[There was a young woman with blue hair passed out on the floor of Marsiva. She looks maybe nineteen or twenty, her clothing seems to be a tad damp, and she shifting occasionally as if having a nightmare of some kind.]

-on't you forget about me..

[The words come out in a mumble against the floor, and maybe it's the way they sound in a spaceshiip that yanks her out of her sleep, but a second later her eyes flare open and she sits up in a shock.]

WAIT I- What? [Whatever she was expecting, the Marvisa was clearly not it, and after a quick, panicked look around, she scrambles to her feet.]

Okay, calm down. Maybe this a good thing. Okay. Okay [She is clearly talking to herself, with no idea anyone is watching. Trying to calm herself down, probably.] Still alive. What does that even...

[She finally seems to have noticed a nearby window and the void of space beyond it because she freezes, then immediately darts over to it, staring out for a long breath, one hand coming up to press against the glass, making sure it was there.]

...What the fuck. Am I in space?!

Comments

[helladoomed]

[Chloe just flicks off the screen again in demonstration.]

[droprate]

Fine, keep doing that. Don't say I didn't warn you.

[helladoomed]

I don't seem to be getting lasered to death...

[She looks around as if searching for the lasers that would death her.]

Nope. No lasers.

[droprate]

It'll happen. Don't say I didn't warn you.

[helladoomed]

Hmm.

[So smug.]

And who will be doing this lasering, huh?

[droprate]

Whoever's in charge.

It's easier than having to worry about the censors. Plus, murder's great for ratings.

[helladoomed]

[Yeah she so doesn't believe this.]

Uh huh. Except I already had someone tell me that nobody really dies around here.

[droprate]

So? Anyone can make things up.

[helladoomed]

Like you, you mean?

[droprate]

Uh, yeah, if I did do that. But I don't.

[helladoomed]

Oh, so, I should trust the anonymous text but not the people I can actually see.

[droprate]

You say that like nobody would ever lie to someone's face.

[helladoomed]

Pff, course they would. But at least you've got a chance to tell then.

[droprate]

Yeah, usually. So you just never trust anything that's typed?

[helladoomed]

I trust things from people I know, not random text messages from strangers.

[And she doesn't even trust that half the time.]

[droprate]

You'll kind of have to get used to it here.

[helladoomed]

Sure. I've spent enough time on the internet to know that.

But that doesn't mean I gotta trust it.

[droprate]

Guess not.

Okay, I give up. There aren't any lasers.

[helladoomed]

[Chloe pretends to be surprised.]

I'm shocked. Just shocked.

[droprate]

Yeah, I know...sorry to disappoint you.

[helladoomed]

Hey, it's fine, I was a little troll too. [She smirks.]

Wandering off now. Oh, and by the way.

[She'll flick off the screen again with a grin as she goes.]