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[whatitis]

Who: Carlos; OTA!!
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Anyone on the Marsiva, if you wanna find him!
When: Any time from 1/26 to the Saturday Shuffle, really.

[Carlos is many things, but primarily confused, and partially scared. Luckily, though, he's also pretty adaptive, and he manages to find the broadcast-y technology pretty early on in his...well, he wouldn't call it panic, but most people would.]

[He looks tired, first and foremost, but also curious. Exceedingly curious.]

...Hey-o. This is sure...a situation--hold on, pretend that didn't happen.

[There's a shuffling of the camera before he shows up again, now bearing a blinding smile that's closer to a grimace.]

Hi, this is Carlos? If there's anyone, y'know, out there...hi! Oh, I'm no good at this kind of business. Just, um, if someone could drop me a line on what's happening, that would be capital-A appreciated.

Comments

[Action?]

[helladoomed]

[After her talk with Max and various others, Chloe headed out to explode the...Marsiva, everyone said it was called. Which was why the blue-haired punk came wandering around a corner and spotted the devilishly handsome scientist with his perfect hair and teeth. Not that she really noticed that part, she was just happy to see another person.]

Damn, they were right, there are other people over here.

audio

[bothbarrels]

It's scary, I know, if you haven't found yourself in this type of situation before. You've been taken by powers unknown to a ship fleet in outer space to participate in a reality show that's being filmed on board. I'd like to be able to give you more useful information than that but there really isn't any.

[video]

[forsometimenow]

Congratulations, you're the newest member of the Drift Fleet. Lucky you?

[whatitis]

Lucky me, I guess! I needed a vacation, anyways.

[whatitis]

That's...fun! Really fun.

[He winces, looking around at the sterile walls of the Marsiva.]

There's, uh, more ships? This is a fleet? That's bizarre.

[whatitis]

[Chloe, you useless lesbian, you.]

[As soon as she enters, he turns away from the equipment, looking very excited! Human contact!]

So there is! Hi!

[He raises a hand in greeting, bearing a more genuine smile. For...whatever strange reason, he's wearing a lab coat over a purple bowling shirt. Is that the fashion, nowadays?]

[Video]

[flameandpassion]

-- I'm new here, too, so I can't offer you very much.

[ but having lived in adstringendum for five years, she's always had a pang of sympathy for people showing up in the unknown. ]

But you're on a ship called the Marsiva. You'll be put on a different ship when these... people called Atroma put you there, probably at the end of the week. Or at least, that's what happened to me.

video

[lord_wizard]

Would you prefer the simple version or the complicated version?

[By the looks of the video, he's sitting in a park somewhere, looking more at his surroundings than at the screen, dressed in an expensive-looking but somewhat worn coat.]

[helladoomed]

[Hmph. She is a bisexual in love it is a totally different problem.]

[Chloe could dig the look, but she's in a tanktop and a blazer with her bra showing so she wasn't the best person to ask.]

Hey! You just wake up here too?

action;

[familyremains]

[ For days, Dean's been walking this heaping flying piece of scrap trying to find anyone a pilot, a stewardess... anyone who works on the damn thing, but so far, all he's found have been robots and people just as clueless as he is. He's just starting to give up finding anyone who works on this place when he sees a man in a white coat.

Jackpot. He goes right up to the guy, cuts in front of him to make sure he doesn't try to make any kind of hasty mistake. ]

Hey, Dr. Nick. You work here?

[ The guy may not be a pilot, but he'll take it. ]

[forsometimenow]

Well, that's quite an optimistic way to look at it.

[whatitis]

Yeah, I did. I'm guessing you asked because you've been exposed to a similar experience? Neat. Good to know I'm not alone--both literally, as I'm not the only person here, and also that I'm not alone in my strange experiences.

[Yeah, he's definitely a bit of a blabbermouth. Just a bit.]

I'm Carlos. I'm, uh, a scientist? Who're you?

[whatitis]

I'm an optimistic person, generally speaking.

[whatitis]

That does sound about right, from what other people have told me. I've been comparing notes, so to speak!

...Though, hm, there's...quite the mix of people here, if I do say so myself. Just from who I've encountered thus far.

[whatitis]

I'll take the complicated version, if that's at all possible. I thiiink I can handle it.

[theshabbiestofmen]

How much do you know? I can answer questions you have left over, if you need. My name's Remus.

[Another tired looking man, albeit one with a smile.]

[whatitis]

[His first thought is something along the lines of "who the hell is Dr. Nick."]

[His second is "this weekend-casual labcoat is pretty flattering on me, I think."]

[His third--and most important--is spoken aloud, with more than a note of confusion:]

I...don't work here? I think? I might, I don't know.

[Nailed it, Carlos.]

[whatitis]

I know that I'm on a ship, and it's called the Marsivus, or something like that...something, something, Atoma? Astoma? Atroma. Reality TV but in space.

[Gg.]

[theshabbiestofmen]

Precisely so. We're also given an allowance-- a salary, I suppose?-- given how entertaining we are. More dramatics means more money. That being said, we're never given any indication of an audience, so it's a bit easy to forget we're being watched.

[If they truly are.]

[helladoomed]

They said everybody wakes up here, so it's not just us.

[Did he seriously just say 'neat?' Jesus.]

Chloe. ...Not a scientist. Just Chloe.

[forsometimenow]

Nothing wrong with that. Have you gotten the basics yet, or do you need more of an explanation?

[flameandpassion]

It is pretty diverse.

[ different species, demons, humans, intergalactic warriors of the universe... ]

What world are you from?

[familyremains]

[ Oh yeah, you nailed it, Carlos. It's a good thing you're good-looking, let's just leave it at that. ]

You don't know? [ Dean balks, openly staring at the guy. ] How do you not know if you work here or not? It's an easy question.

[whatitis]

That's what I figured. I've heard about a whole fleet out there!

[Hey, there's worse weird catchphrases to have. Like, just as an arbitrary example, "wowsers". Who says that?]

Well, I'm just plain glad to meet you, Chloe.

[whatitis]

I think I've got the basics down, for the most part.