open mingle post;

[payback]

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!]

Comments

[parkinglotangel]

[Oh boy]

What this is. People tape all kinds of things and then broadcast them out for other people to watch. A lot of it's fake, you know, like plays. But there's some that isn't. I think there was even a show that was practically just people tripping and falling. Huge hit.

[proteusmoon]

[ What — the — fuck. ]

It sounds cruel.

[parkinglotangel]

[Michael tilts his head, looking thoughtful]

No crueler than life itself is. Do you know what sets people apart from most animals?

The ability to laugh at their own mistakes.

[proteusmoon]

I disagree-- it's our capacity to find pleasure and joy in others' suffering.

[parkinglotangel]

True, but you don't always. And the opposite is also true. You can also feel sympathy.

1/2

[proteusmoon]

Not that I disagree, but there is nothing redeeming about they brought us here.

2/2

[proteusmoon]

[ Wait. Did he just... "You"...? ]

Ah— you aren't human, are you?

[parkinglotangel]

[He smirks]

'fraid not.

[proteusmoon]

What are you exactly?

If you don't mind me asking, that is...

[parkinglotangel]

Hard for me to mind when everyone's gonna know eventually. [He shrugs slightly, entirely untroubled]

I'm an angel.

[proteusmoon]

An... angel?

[ She's shocked-- and worried. ]

...I-I see. Oh.

[parkinglotangel]

[That earns her a lazy eyebrow raise, but he doesn't react much otherwise]

That mean something different to you where you're from?

[proteusmoon]

Angels don't exist where I'm from. But I have a known a few.

[ And she liked them, yes, but... ]

Are you a... high-ranking one?

[ She mostly wants to make sure Barakiel isn't going to be bothered. ]

[parkinglotangel]

[He smiles a bit]

You could say that...

[proteusmoon]

[ She looks a bit doubtfully at him. He doesn't look like a general to her, but then again neither did Kevin. ]

Are you being intentionally cagey or...?

[parkinglotangel]

[He snorts, but then smiles] I don't like to discuss politics much. But alright, the answer is yes. One of the highest.

[proteusmoon]

[ She brightens a bit. ]

Does that mean you're no longer... ah, on active duty?

[parkinglotangel]

[He makes a humming sound and nods in answer] This isn't an official visit. I'm not sure I was meant to be here, so all I can do is wait and see.