Panicked Video. WELCOME TO STEVEN UNIVERSE.

[throwsdown]

Who: Takeshi and any concerned citizens
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A unless you're visiting afterward! (He'll have a mingle thread on the fusion log. You can reply re: network there as well!)
When: TODAY!!!

[There's a static-filled and alarmed transmission before the SS Golden and the SS Pathstone speed off towards each other — the voice is that of Takeshi's sitting at the pilot seat, trying in vain to alter the courses and not let the ships move on their own accord.]


All the ▓▓▓▓▓ controls not working!! Ship▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ can't stop ▓▓▓▓▓▓!!!

Every▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ seatbelts ▓▓▓▓▓▓ gonna crash!

[There's a rolling, anbd the screen is fuzzy and nothing is immediately distinguishable as there's a great big CRASH!!! It seems the crews of the ships have been lost — Or, well, it seemed that way until suddenly the camera, abandoned on the floor, shows... confetti...?]



[Takeshi stands, panting and in a fighting pose, his gun drawn and ready for battle, likely members of the two crews standing around him as well. Slowly... he picks up his feed device and puts away the gun, looking puzzled as he walks around the new bridge, toward the controls.]

Is... everyone okay...?



[He wanders over to the captain's ship, stares down at the cake. Reads what's on it:]

"Congratulations... SS... Goldstone. Happy... Fusion..."

....

....

[After a long and thoughtful pause, he blows out the candle.]

Comments

[hollystrike]

...well, at least you got cake.

[Important things in life.]

[throwsdown]

I know, right? Cake's pretty good!

[Takeshi's already making the most of this weird situation. okay.]

I wish they coulda' gave us cake without scarying the heck outta us!

[hollystrike]

Maybe the cake should have had an apology written into the icing. [Being alive to eat the cake is a good thing, though. That was uh. Some impressive feat, Atroma.]

[throwsdown]

They're not gonna 'pologize if they don't feel sorry.

[NUGGET OF WISDOM, THIS CHILD.]

[hollystrike]

They could be lying. People pretend they're sorry all the time.

[throwsdown]

... I dunno if that's any worse or better...

[hollystrike]

Usually worse. People who lie when they say they're sorry are politicians, and they can't be trusted. But it makes people feel better sometimes if they're trusting enough to believe it.

[throwsdown]

[He looks truly flummoxed, ma'am.]

How do you tell if they're lying or not?

[hollystrike]

Hmm...

It's very hard to tell with some. And not everyone is as honest as I am. Go with your instincts!

But I can tell you that if anyone offers you an apology and then doesn't stick around to hear a response, they're not really all that sorry.

[throwsdown]

Instincts.... That's like when a monster tries to bite you, and you kick em' right in the head without thinking about it!! Right?

[hollystrike]

Exactly right. If someone apologises and you think they deserve a kick in the head, you shouldn't be shy about it.

[throwsdown]

But only if they don't mean it, right?

'Cus I dunno if it's a good way to accept it...

[hollystrike]

Well, if you think they meant it, do you think your instincts would be saying to kick them in the head?

[throwsdown]

That's true.

... I guess I should follow my heart...

[hollystrike]

There are worse things to follow in life.

Like dirty men in trenchcoats. Don't ever follow one of those.

[Paging Cas]

[throwsdown]

.... Oh! I know someone like that.

He's not that bad, though. He was real nice; we played board games.

[

.......... But yeah it was Cas.]

[hollystrike]

Well, I suppose there are exceptions to every rule. Rules would be very annoying, otherwise. Was he terribly dirty?

[Coulda just been a homeless guy. Or an angel. Same diff.]

[throwsdown]

Hmmmm.... Nahhh... Cas was pretty clean.

He was a little weird, but weird's okay. He gave me Hungry Hungry Hippos.

[hollystrike]

[Well see, now she's paying attention. And so amused and intrigued.]

Did your Cas wear a suit under his coat? [She lowers her voice as much as possible in a fair imitation.] Did he sound like he was trying to out-deep everyone else?

gently dips finger in the waters of playercest oops

[throwsdown]

Oh...! Y-yeah! He did, you got it just right!

[Omigosh, a friend of Cas?? Small world! Small universes!!]

He's Dean and Sam's friend. Was he yours, too?

I sense the potential for much careful dancing

[hollystrike]

Yes! He gave me a piggyback once and found my cat for me. And fixed my arm!

[She's delighted. Of course how the hell does she not mention that Sam is also here whoops let's delay it a bit--] Did you know Dean and Sam well, too?

[throwsdown]

Oh, yeah!! I knew Sam when he had lots more bangs in his face.

Dean and me were real close, though. I threw him on the ground once, but he wasn't mad....!

And Cas and me played a lot of board games. And he let me pray to him!

[hollystrike]

[Oh they've already met again then. How convenient]

Well, that's because Dean likes being thrown on the ground. You should do so at every opportunity. Was Cas any good at board games?

[throwsdown]

I don't know, he sure wasn't good at handling it...

[He looked pretty miserable tbh.]

And of course Cas is good! He's an angel. Angels're hard to beat.

[hollystrike]

You haven't challenged him to hopscotch, then. I recommend it.

[Hee.]

Why wasn't Dean good at handling it?