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Rin "big feelings haver" Asano ([personal profile] payback) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2014-10-11 07:46 pm

open mingle post;

Who: Everyone on the waystation!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: open to everyone to tag into
When: October 11, 2014

[It sure is a lovely day actually pretty much indeterminate time period out here in the vast darkness of space, isn't it? I bet everyone's enjoying themselves, getting a chance to get off their dinky little ship and stretch their legs. Even on this shitty, empty little waystation.

Where are you, droot flooters? What are you up to? Stay out of trouble, now.]


[ooc: hi everyone! I thought I'd give this a try and see how the game liked it. What we have here is a mass mingle post. Rather than everyone making a bunch of different posts about landing on the station, everyone is invited to post a parent comment with their character out and about, doing something. Everyone else is invited to look at who's posted, tag them, post their own parent comments, thread jack, tag around and generally have a grand old time! It should hopefully be a nice low-pressure way to do some action tagging with each other.

Please tag in if you feel so inclined! Don't be shy to tag around!]
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[personal profile] broroona 2014-10-15 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Just some of it?

[Did he just smirk? Was he just flirting? Who knows. Mysteries of the universe. Sighing, he dances a few cautionary steps back.]

I'm in the sky, I just saw a clone of a close friend and I live my life with an audience-[Again. He shrugs, letting his hands flap noisily to his sides.]-You really think you're creepier than all of that?

[An ample distance away, he nods to the machine.] Be my guest.
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[personal profile] birdsbirdsbirds 2014-10-15 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, well. You got me there. I don't know if I can really compete with the clone thing.

[and then, like it's nothing, he casually bites down on his finger so hard that it bleeds. he crouches down near the door of the thing, gesturing with his injured hand, as a... thin tendril of his own blood slithers through the slot and tugs on the coil.]

The audience bit is also pretty weird. Not sure how I feel about that one, yet.