Marsiva Mingle

[passingthrough]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Marsiva Game Room (and/or the Animal Care Center if that's how you roll)
When: 10/13 until the Atroma remove the feature

[Who couldn't enjoy playing good carnival game while chowing down on a steak? Especially when they can be very rewarding.]

(OOC: Plot info (at bottom) | Atroma announcement)

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Kitty Pryde : OTA

[passingthrough]

Game Room

[Kitty does not trust a gift from their mysterious overlord abductors. But not trusting it is all the more reason for her to be interested in checking it out. Besides, it's on the Marsiva and that feels like the only ship they might have a chance of getting information from that's worth anything since they are locked out of parts of it.

For awhile, Kitty can be found pressing a hand to every part of the wall adjoining the rest of the ship. It actually looks like she's straining herself a bit. Odd, right? Phasing isn't that exciting to look at when it isn't working.

It isn't too long before she decides she could use a snack followed by another or ten others. Who's counting?

And then it's time to check out the games and look through the list of available prizes. Well...maybe just a few rounds for science.]


Animal Care Center

[As long as she made the trip over she'll check this area out again, taking a walk through the small park even if she doesn't have a pet with her.]

Games

[helladoomed]

Kitty!

[Chloe has been frowning at the prize list, clearly unhappy with something on it, and she turns to find Kitty looking at it too.]

There is a cat in the prize list!

[She's gonna rescue it.]

Games

[passingthrough]

And you're concerned? [She sounds kind of concerned but what is obvious for one of them is less so for Kitty.]

Winn Schott | OTA

[winn]

game room

[ this is a terrible idea, winn tells himself when he sees the announcement. this is a terrible idea, he repeats when he grabs a bag with what little exploration gear he's managed to scrape together in his time on the fleet and fits it to his back. this is a terrible idea he mutters to himself as he gets on the shuttle. this is a terrible idea, he thinks as he sets foot on the marsiva.

he intends to simply walk the floor, investigate, see if he can somehow leave the game room, or at least get some tech through to take some measurements of something - anything. he has no intention of participating.

until he spots the food.

you can find him either walking the room, trying to casually blend in as he tries to find any tiny weakness he could exploit (nobody's perfect, right? that's gotta apply to the atroma, too!), watch the games, cheer someone on when he inevitably gets way too into this, or stuffing his face with pizza, noodles, french fries - whatever comfort food he picks up at the time - and washing it down with soda. there may be some sugar madness ahead. ]

[passingthrough]

[Until suddenly and from out of nowhere a hand reaches out to claim one of those fries! Your defenses were down, Sir Schott! What do you do now?]

[winn]

[ why, be a brat and snap half the fry off right from her hand with his teeth. but only because he could recognize that hand anywhere. ]

Too slow. [ he turns to give her an obnoxiously smug grin before swallowing his half-fry. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara is GOING TO TOWN with a plate piled high. She is totally focused on the food and in hog heaven. Her mouth is full when she calls Winn over ]

Winn! [ chew chew swallow ] Come sit!

Cara | OTA

[revengeofthemordsith]

[ Game Room ]

[ Cara doesn't like games.

Though, to be more honest, it's more to due with the fact that she's never played any. Mord'Sith don't have parties or celebrate birthdays and they certainly wouldn't be caught dead in a tawdry display like this one. Still, she's curious enough to try them. So she scours the machines and games before picking up one fan favourite.

The Whack-A-Mole.

And for a while, she's grinning with amusement.

Or you can see her near the snack tables, eating real food like steak. She doesn't touch the strange fries though. Or any of the other junk food. ]

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka watches Cara going at the whack-a-mole, a little smile on her face.]

... Having fun?

Captain Phasma | OTA

[flawless_precision]

[She's been spending more time than is humanely advisable cleaning up the persistent mess on the Pathstone. In all honesty she has become so focused on it she's lost track of time in general. It's the network post from Diamond and Beau that draws her attention away from her own ship long enough to check out the Game Room.]

[She's looking a little less on-point than usual; although an attempt has been made to clean herself up, there are dark circles under her eyes and yes - a hair out of place.]

[Additionally, she is on a short fuse as far as patience is concerned.]

[Feel free to bother her or challenge her to a game!]

Erik Lehnsherr | OTA

[exothermia]

[Erik doesn't visit the game room with fun in mind. The fact that it's on the Marsiva is a bigger draw than the promise of party hats, or whatever else the Atroma think is entertaining. He's a little unprepared for the sheer amount of... things, though, that the game room has set up.

While he skirts the edges of everything to start with - checking the wall panels, a habit from his time on the Marsiva and his investigation of the animal centre as well - he eventually drifts over to the games. None of them are receptive to his powers, even ones that clearly should be. This is what finds him looking at a toy fishing rod in pure annoyance as it fails, once again, to hook a plastic duck at one of the stands.

The food is the other item of interest. This he treats more warily, and he's more likely to be found examining the pizza than actually eating it.]

[axiomed]

[ Charles was sorely tempted to take a picture. In fact, he might discreetly try to snap a shot using the communicator. ]

CISCO RAMON 🍟 OTA

[benames]

( Whac-A-Mole;)

[ cisco decided it's going down when the twizzlers family pack showed up on the list of prizes. The food in the room is legit but an actual pack of Twizzlers he can carry out of here? it's going down.

you might find him in front of the whac-a-mole machine, hitting one mole after another in some sort of sugar-crazed-frenzy. ]

oh no you don't, you little bastards. I got the system figured out, I majored in statistics when I was 8 - 10 holes, three moles -

[ he got this. you may not want to engage. ]

( food; )

[ it's not a pretty sight, cisco ramon sitting surrounded by boxes of pizza and eating them with packs of M&Ms. There are also burgers waiting on the table alongside a plate of tacos.

he'll actually speak to you, mouth full and all ]

I mean I know the Atroma are bitches, but they're bitches who know how to throw a party.

[ feel free to ignore the nerd ]

whac-a-mole.

[mucked]

[ peggy carter balances a cup of strong, black tea in her palm. it's the kind of brew she likes -- more than that, it's the kind of brew that reminds her of home. tea, steeped so damned stiff you might as well be able to stand a spoon in it. it's a vast improvement over the alien varieties she's collected through the planets.

she takes a thoughtful sip while watching the young man vigorously dispatch each freshly popped mole in turn. it isn't long before she's determined the goal of the game. and, hearing his boast: ] It seems there are some constants to the universe.

[ statistics being one of them. ]

whac-a-mole

[stretchy_girl]

[It's taken awhile but Gemini's finally made her way to the Marsiva, curious about the announcement she'd heard and wondering if there are any games that she'll enjoy. So far that hasn't been the case, but now she's leaning against a pillar a few feet away, watching Cisco whacking away furiously, smiling in amusement.]

I'll bet I can win that faster than you can.

[Did she just distract from that mole that popped up? Oops.]

Closed to Hux

[aigue]

[After giving the party room an initial check and realizing that there's real, honest-to-god food Renart has become set on enjoying it. The games are interesting, but getting to chow down on macarons is far more appealing to her.

And she's also decided to drag Hux along, because as much of a killjoy as he is she knows he enjoys non-protein paste food. Plus, he was fun to hang out with when he was a kid. Her tail is even wagging as she drags him over to the buffet, snatching up a profiterole to pop in her mouth.]

It's worth it, no?

[therewillbeorder]

[He wasn't sure he would ever become accustomed to other people invading his personal space to drag him places. He at least managed to pull his arm away from Renart with a look of distaste but going along seemed the best option, lest she grab him again.

Decent food was a luxury even on Finalizer given the long stretches in the middle of the Unknown Regions so he always took advantage being able to have some variety.

He watched her eat first, wary, as he waited to see if there would be any side effects right away.]

Perhaps. [He picked up one of the cookies, looking it over.] I don't exactly trust the Atroma's motivations.

[namisan]

[Nami can be found almost solidly in the game room, smiling up a storm and racking up as many points as she possibly can. She looks cheerful! Focused! She's good at these games! Everything's totally A-OK!

...so why exactly is the general air surrounding her one of ice cold rage? Psh. Maybe it's your imagination.

Or maybe it's because she found one of the so-called prizes is another damned piece of her weapon. Which sadly wasn't actually much of a shock to find, but that doesn't mean she's not gleefully imagining the murder of one blonde lipsticked Atroma employee every time she throws a ball or catches a goldfish

or plays WHACK! (thud) A! (thud) MOLE! (thud) with so much gusto you might think she's trying to murder the game itself. Nope. Still smiling.

Everything's fiiiiine.




...your local irate navigator can be calmed with offers of assistance and/or food to go.]

[huaaaaagh]

[A sane and normal person would see that kind of violence and steer clear of it. Obviously, Kirito is neither of these things, sauntering over behind her with the stick of some kind of sucker in the corner of his mouth.]

I don't think that's how you're supposed to play that one.

hank mccoy | ota

[beathach]

[Hank isn't particularly interested in anything the game room has to offer, but he goes over anyway. Part curiosity, part wanting to see if there was a way into the rest of the ship - and the rest because really, he had nothing better to do. And maybe Raven had mentioned it, so what.

After he gives up trying to find a way into the rest of the ship he settles on playing some of the games, with no real idea in mind other than to win something for a certain someone. He won't admit to it until he wins, so you might catch him muttering at a game until he figures out how to win it. He's smart, sure, but carnival games are usually traps as it is. He isn't surprised the ones here aim for the same purpose.

On the other hand, you might catch him eyeing the food, too. He doesn't eat much of it, but you might catch him eyeing those twinkie-looking snacks a little too closely. And I mean, who wouldn't? Twinkies]

[athru]

[ She does her best to explore a little herself, but there's not much she can do - and she can't go much further than anyone else, no matter how tall or short she makes herself. It means that Raven ends up back at the games station with everyone else, wandering around and huffing a noise as she takes part, wondering... Maybe she could win something? Maybe. She's not sure, but... It's entirely possible.

So she tries. She's not very good at it, and she's half-tempted to kick the machine, but - she tries. And, eventually, she wins, a tiny little toy dog that she slips into her pocket before she goes off to find her other half.

When she slides up behind him, her lips curl into a smile before she wraps herself around him. ]

Not interested by the food?

Felix Harrowgate

[lord_wizard]

Games

[Carnival games are bit pedestrian for his tastes, but Felix's answer to avoiding the station after his...mishap...was to hide himself away in the Marsiva. The planet wasn't an option. He felt the tug of it and shied away as hard as he could manage. The feeling was far too familiar to the castle's almost malevolent undercurrent. The fact that Atroma was supplying something as an alternative did make him suspicious, but frankly he wasn't prepared to care.

There isn't much else to do here, of course, so games it is. Especially when a few items on the list of prices catch his discerning attention.

Games of skill don't play to his strengths, however.]

Oh...bleeding saints. [He lets out an aggrieved sigh at failing at yet another dart throw or ring toss.

Maybe give a guy a hand?

Eventually he'll find some strategy games that suit him, but he has to slog through this sort of thing before Atroma takes pity on him.]

Food

[Life on the fleet can be difficult for a man of expensive tastes. True, he's dealt with far less and with less complaining on his part, but it's easy to remember what you've been missing when it's laid out in front of you.

You can set you'll find this wizard ensconced in one of the cozy nooks with a glass of bourbon and a morsel of something positively gourmet looking - perhaps a little roasted quail or something dark and chocolatey (not a native appetite, but something he might have acquired after a few years with Ashura).

He's plenty approachable, especially after a drink or two in him]

Rooms

[This, however, is an area where he's far more able to be bribed. The Starstruck's accommodations were no longer completely awful, but the lure of plush beds and silk sheets were enough to win him over. Not that it was a difficult contest to start with.

He needed to forget what had happened. The brush with slavery was brief but tangible enough to give him cold sweats every time he closed his eyes. He would throw himself into anything that would offer a distraction, obvious pandering though it might be.

So, functionally, Felix will have moved into the Marsiva's extra quarters until the Atroma kicks him out.]

Rooms of course of course

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley decided had NOT found any of that mess even remotely amusing. It was the closest he came to actual anger in a while, worse, the kind he very nearly acted on. That...would have been messy.

Still, whatever he felt, it would be nothing to how Felix felt. He understood the man's past well enough to know the experience would have opened up some barely-healed-at-all scars. Nothing he'd wish on anyone, really.

As such, he heads to the rooms, as much as he's sure this whole place reeks of a trap. Because, in all honesty, if he was going to be trapped anywhere, it might as well be with Felix. ]

...Okay, I have to give you credit. These are rather fancy.

Arthur | open

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

It honestly seems like the millionth time he's played this game, but Arthur is stubbornly sticking to it. Over and over, the voice says, "Oh! Too bad... Try again?" and Arthur grits his teeth and grabs up the gun to shoot a hole that encompasses that star. Even when it gives him points, Arthur hurriedly picks up the gun again. This is his element.

Re: Arthur | open

[child_of_bhaal]

Syeira has probably heard that they sound even more than Arthur. Despite being stubbornly determined, she knows when she's not in her element. And this is definitely not it.

She huffs, sets down the clunky gun and steps back. She rings get hands through her hair, ruffles it messily, and leaves her fingers on top of her head. Stepping back, she watches Arthur try again to hit the target.

"Arthur, should take a break?"