Chocolate-flavored Dessert Cream on the House

[thespaceopera]

[The bunks are filling up, but the new faces just keep appearing!

Are you a travel-weary passenger having trouble keeping your crew roster straight? Perhaps you are a fresh new recruit, finding themselves dumped into a new (and much less shiny) home. Or, maybe you've been around for a little bit and just haven't bothered meeting the other weirdos on this ship yet--what is their problem, anyway?

Well, this is the place for you!

All new passengers from the last few Shuffles, especially those who haven't met their crews yet, are welcome to post starter-comments here to invite those living on and visiting your ship to come and interact. Newbies could be just arriving on the ship, busying around where others can find them, or you can offering multiple options for interaction--however you'd like to set up your thread is fine. Just make sure to include the name of your ship in the header, so your crewmates can easily find you!

Everyone else-- go meet those newbies! Whether they are new to your own crew, or on ships you frequently visit, now is a great time to bump into them.]

Comments

[amicably_absent]

What? We have? I'm sorry, I glitch sometimes, I forget things.

[His expression seems to be genuine confusion, a little bit lost.]

[pneumo]

[ And a little bizarre, honestly. Sascha's not exactly sure what to think here as his brow furrows a little with incomprehension. ]

You forget...meeting people? When they're right in front of you??

[amicably_absent]

... yes.

They took out most of my brain and it caused some problems. Caused some problems.

[His fingers are twisting around one another.]

[pneumo]

I'd say it caused more than a few... [ That guy just repeated himself. Didn't he. ]

You don't remember anything.

[amicably_absent]

[Glitch looks at him for a moment and then realisation hits. His eyes go wide and he points accusingly.]

You're the sleep snuggler!

[Well done, Sascha, you've made enough of an impression that he's going to remember you with prompting. As that guy who cuddled him without his permission in his sleep.]

[pneumo]

[ ...You know, that's better than any of the other possible things he could be remembered for. He'll take it. ]

--Sascha!!

[amicably_absent]

Cuddling on sleeping people snuggler!

[More accusatory finger pointing happens.]

You can't just- just- cuddle strangers when they're sleeping! I know that, and I only have half a brain!

[pneumo]

Yes you can...! It's called being friendly! Getting to know someone! [ Being a lonely, lonely vampire. ]

[amicably_absent]

No! No, no, no, friendly is introducing yourself, shaking hands, exchanging names and favourite philosophers Not cuddling them while they're asleep and not consenting!

You have to ask! A lot of people don't like being touched so intimately!

[Especially being spooned. Not cool. Not cool.]

[pneumo]

[ But being the big spoon is just so comfy.... ]

Sascha. [ That's one out of four for the third time. So it's basically 3/4 now right?? ]

[amicably_absent]

Giving your name does not make this better!

You made me do something I didn't consent to! Didn't consent to! Didn't consent to!

[There's a look in his gaze. He knows he's repeating. But he can't stop]

[pneumo]

[ And it's so incredibly weird than even he, the vampire who fits in nowhere, finds it totally odd. Congratulations Glitch: you have achieved a level of bizarre even Sascha acknowledges. ]

Do you need a minute? You're stuck on repeat again.

[amicably_absent]

[Sascha interrupting seems to clear the glitch and he gives a small hiccup, shaking his head.]

It happens. Can't stop it.

[pneumo]

....

That seems hard. Does it happen a lot? And how're you alive if you're...you know. [ He waves his hand in the air in a vague gesture. ] Missing brain pieces?

[amicably_absent]

I don't know how often it happens. More than I like?

[He cants his head slightly.]

Headcasing was developed by the medicos decades ago. I used to know the magico-science behind it, I think, but I don't remember it anymore. But my brain is alive! Somewhere. In a tank.

Fourteen-oh-eight! The Queen's birthday!

[pneumo]

--The Queen????? [ What does that have to do with anything, good lord. ]

[amicably_absent]

What about the Queen?

[Glitch looks a little confused.]

[pneumo]

I, no...you......

You know what? Forget it. Hi there! I'm Sascha. Again.

[amicably_absent]

I know you are. You're the sleep creeper.

[pneumo]

Cuddler!! Not creeper!

[amicably_absent]

Creeper.

[His mind is made up. Possibly for good, sorry about that.]

[pneumo]

[ he's going to have so much explaining to do.... ]

Cuddler--!

[amicably_absent]

Creeper!

[This could go on for a while...]

[pneumo]

People will get the wrong impression if you use creeper...! I don't creep! I walked right in, nice and proper.

[amicably_absent]

I think they'll get a fairly accurate one.

Creeper.