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[metachrosis]

Who: Espio
Broadcast: Fleetwide - Text
Action: On the Golden
When: September 23rd, because shuffle!

[By now, everyone must be used to people wondering how and why they're here, and then perhaps throwing confused temper tantrums over being here. Surely the new passengers ought to be filled with questions for all the lovely people within the Fleet to answer? Or perhaps accuse everyone of kidnap?

After being on the Marsiva, and now being on this little ship, Espio has managed to work his way through what confusion he had, and now he's just... angry. If he could encrypt this somehow, there would be a very angry wall of incomprehensible ranting on the network as he vents, but since his ID number will be associated with him eventually, his anger is condensed into two simple sentences that express none of his feelings and don't help him feel better at all:]

That's the third time. Hope you know I hate every single one of you.

[No signature is given. He doesn't care to identify himself right now.]


[And on the Golden...

The confetti was unappreciated. The pudding... well, okay, that got eaten, because while it was kind of plastic-tasting to him it was still a free sweet. Espio isn't particularly inclined to explore his new surroundings, though. He's kind of still mad at said surroundings. His exploration of the vessel is therefore slow, consisting mostly of lurking in corridors or on the bridge, pulling faces at things, and shooting any fellow crew members an irritable glare rather than doing the sensible thing and introducing himself.]

What do you want?

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[gifted_witch]

Why would you hate everyone?

text for now hello shipmate and i'm sorry

[noprophecies]

we hate you too

[being a brat is fair game, he started it]

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[paraclete]

A refrain is difficult if it causes pain, and continues to cause pain. Are you all right?

[Pseudo philosophical first meetings are kind of Kaworu's jam.]

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[robitussin]

aww you're so sweet

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[poisoninmypocket]

I beg your pardon, this may seem a queer question, but are you, perhaps, part chameleon? You remind me of someone I know.

[Especially after reading through some of the other responses.]

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[helladoomed]

man. usually I have to be shitty to someone before they hate me

golden;

[ontrial]

[ although she generally keeps to herself, barriss makes a point of meeting new crewmates and checking in with the rest every once in a while. she's not doing anything else, so she goes looking for the newcomer... only to get this wonderfully rude greeting.

now he's getting a disapproving frown from a slight, green teenager with diamond tattoos on her face. how exciting! ]

I was coming to give you a warm welcome to the Golden, if you must know.

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[aigue]

[Guess who else has been stalking these conversations.]

Perhaps you'll get lucky and stuck in a ship with a bunch of bleeding hearts
(^・x・^)

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[forcefullyunstable]

Kylo Ren looked at the text that came through. He was ordered to lay low, but what the hell.

Couldn't have said it better myself. There was a pause, and then, Third time of what?

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[hot4engines]

[Though normally sunny and friendly when greeting new shipmates, Kaylee was a bit put off by this reaction.]

I was comin' to say hello, but if you'd rather not, I'll just keep going on my way.

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[ranoutofluck]

I was gonna ask if you were done trying to melt the console down to slag, [says Han, in a dry and just as irritated tone] but I'm gonna take a wild guess and say--no, you're not.