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

[grounds]

Couple hours? I watched some games, and this seemed like one of the few that wasn't a waste of time.

[Her fatigue's beginning to show in the way she stands, not as straight or determined as normal.] See anywhere with good food? I could use a bite.

[And a place to sit.]

[frigidaire]

I don't know that I'd trust any of the food that's been in this polluted air. Probably better to go back to the ship.

[ But Isaac isn't feel antsy either way, and isn't sure where he'd feel better. ] But we can try some of the places -- maybe on the ones inside.

[grounds]

Fine, lead the way. I'm pretty sure I can trust you to pick a place with real, decent food. [Octavia stretches her arms out in front of her, rotating her shoulders.]

Bonus points for a buffet.

[frigidaire]

I mean, maybe. This food might be different because the atmosphere and whatnot.

[ He shrugs a little bit, gesturing idly. He wants to go back to the ship, but that's all the time now. This moon is doing weird things to his head. ]

I think there's a buffet up here, but everything's sealed up, so is it really a buffet? I don't know. It smelled good though. You could probably use some more water and a nap.

[grounds]

Food, water, nap. In that order. [She looks over at him, grinning lazily.] Sounds like a perfect plan to me.

Anyway, you're probably hungry, too, right? When are you not?

[They reach the doors to the restaurant, and Octavia gestures.] After you.

[frigidaire]

Yeah, I could eat.

[ He shrugs, walking past her into the place, awkwardly signaling that they want a place. Only once they have had trays dropped off can they go exploring on the buffet. ]

Some of that stuff is... it should be that color, right?

[grounds]

Hell if I know. [Octavia followed him to the table the the buffet. While she might consider studying the stuff under normal circumstances, she finds she just doesn't give a crap now.

With a squishy plop a spoonful of the questionably colored 'stew' is dropped on her tray as she makes her way down the selections.]

You can try some of mine if you're morbidly curious or anything.

[frigidaire]

Yeah, I don't know. I don't think morbidly curious is gonna be enough.

[ He picks out some of the more normal, recognizable food items, but still it all looks pretty terrifying. The colors and, wait, is something moving in that one? He skips it, just in case. ]

Hopefully we don't die.