first one to make that doctor who joke loses

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

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[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

Comments

[pneumo]

Ok, kay. [ Although for a moment it looks as if he might pitch over again and hurl, Sascha somehow manages to keep it all down. But he's still bracing his hands on his knees and swallowing excessively. Leading the way, hot!mom :c ]

[passingthrough]

[She leads him onto the Windrose, hoping there's an extra mask she can borrow there, but also not knowing how bad this is. She doesn't try to ask any more questions until they're on board and he's breathing nice, clean, filtered spaceship air.]

How long were you on the moon?

[pneumo]

[ It helps a lot to not be outside any longer, Sascha's wet coughs and hacks turning to more regular breathing, although it takes a few minutes for his face to lose that extra colour. When he's settled he'll pant oh an answer, rubbing his mouth with the back of a hand. ]

Only a little bit... [ But his sense of smell is his main sensory receptor, so it hit him a bit harder. ]

[passingthrough]

Do you want to rinse your mouth or sit or should I be finding you a doctor? [Yes, she's a little worried.]

[pneumo]

Just rinsing is okay...~ [ he'd probably sound more convincing if he didn't sound so nauseous huh? ]

[passingthrough]

Bathroom's this way. [She removes her own mask as she leads him toward it.] Are you going to need blood? Is that the last thing you want to think about? [Is it like offering someone a grilled cheese after they threw up?]

[pneumo]

I'll...I-I'm okay. [ People asking him that still catches him off-guard and makes him a little uncomfortable because...well, he's a vampire. And he eats off of the creatures he likes and enjoys. It's an odd feeling, especially since he doesn't really want to hurt anyone. ]

[passingthrough]

[She'll just take him at his stuttering word then. She wasn't sure how to get him blood anyway, but she would have checked with Beverly. She was a doctor, she probably had resources. Her trust of Sascha doesn't actually extend to her veins. Once at the bathroom she looks at him.]

Do you want me to stay with you or I can wait out here.

[pneumo]

Can you stay...? [ he just needs to rinse his mouth and splash some cold water on his face; after that he's certain he'll feel much better; he can't die, after all. Something like this shouldn't hold for too long. ]

[passingthrough]

Of course. [She'll lead him up to the sink.] So, no one told you about the masks at all? Didn't you notice everyone was wearing them? [Why do you have the survival skills of a potato?]

[pneumo]

I was asleep... [ You know, nocturnal guy and all that :c the only reason the sun here doesn't put him to sleep right away is because of the sheer density of the pollution.

But led over, he;ll turn the tap on easily enough and cup his hands, washing the smears of blackened bile from them before he tries to bring any water to his mouth. ]

[passingthrough]

Okay, well, the next time we get somewhere new if you wake up and no one has told you anything about the place, call me before you do anything. [She doesn't want you to end up as french fries.]

[pneumo]

[ he would not make good french fries, it's true :c but he'll hum an affirmative sound since, obviously, his mouth is busy while he gargles and spits out black-tinged water. Three times is good enough for the moment, and then he'll work on splashing water over his face with a shaky exhale ]

I don't really like this planet...

[passingthrough]

Understandable. It's covered in a thick pollution. Even the people living here have to wear masks. The buildings have filtered air though. You might see a few people without masks because their systems can handle it, but if anyone is wearing it just assume you should be too. [She will teach her potato!] If you go out. [She's not saying he has to. Well, except to make it back to his ship.]

[pneumo]

[ He will be the best of potatoes. ]

I think I'm gonna stay inside after this...eugh. This is way worse than the factories back home.

[passingthrough]

That works too. [She pats his back lightly.] Do you want to lay down for awhile?

[pneumo]

...Are you gonna lie down with me if I do?

[passingthrough]

That is not the plan, but nice try.

[pneumo]

Worth a shot~~

[passingthrough]

You can take my bunk though. I'll see about finding you a mask.

[pneumo]

--Wait, seriously?? [ He really thought that was a long shot in the dark, holy. She's willing to let him sleep where she sleeps......?






Hot!mom he knew you loved him. ]

[passingthrough]

[He's so excited she suspects he misunderstood. So, just in case...] ...Yes, you can temporarily lay down in my bunk while I am not laying down in it, and I'll find you a mask.

But if you throw up in there you're cleaning it up.

[pneumo]

Deal...! [ Sooo the bed doesn't come with mom. That's A-OK, because it's going to smell like her and that's enough 8> ]

[passingthrough]

[She still feels like somehow she's been tricked by her own offer but she pushes off from the wall she was leaning against.] Follow me then.

[pneumo]

'Kay. [ Sascha's pleasures are just very simple, no need to worry; he'll follow compliantly without incident, only coughng a little now. ]