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[forsometimenow]

Who: The crew of the Wonderduck and any visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Wonderduck
When: The latter half of May

[IT'S A MINGLE, SWEET DUCKS. What're you all up to?]

Comments

[onerous]

Ah, I'm nineteen. [This is just making her wonder how young most of the crews run. The other people she met all seemed to be older-- was Wonderduck just different, or...?]

Bird dude... [There's a lot of information here that she's once again not sure where to start] I don't know. I think boring can be nice; especially right now. With everything else going on, I'd welcome a long breather.

[Okay that's sort of a lie. She'd rather be home knee-deep in the ghost shit she was in before and getting that done with than here but. You know. Whatever.]

I really only know how to make coffee anyhow. But.. What do you mean? [She glances around the kitchen, suddenly skeptical and a little wary. Were the appliances going to malfunction for no reason other than whacky kitchen hijinks for the viewers at home??]

[frigidaire]

Yeah it's okay at first, and the planets aren't that bad but we've been on this moon forever.

[ It feels like forever to a werewolf, anyway! Isaac gestures to the two machines in the room. ] One's good for drinks, that's pretty easy. The other one has the gel and powdered food. They're not all that great on their own, I guess. So you just have to mix stuff until it tastes like food from home. It can go really, really wrong sometimes.

[ He winces, remembering his own mishaps in the kitchen. God, the gel food is gross. ] You can usually buy food or hunt and stuff on the planets though.