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Who: Rick Grimes and You. (OTA).
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: All around (the ships, Iskaulit etc).
When: Now and onward! Basically, catch all for July.

A. Exploring/Investigation.

[ Given there are now more places to roam around and with his job as security, Rick will be doing just that. No matter where he might be, Rick will have paper and pen in hand, making notes that might appear to not make any sense given they'll be in morse code. He'll also ask questions to anyone who wanders by him, especially about the augments and job details.

When it comes to being on the Iskaulit, Rick will be trying to be find edible food and working out. He needs to run off excess nerves and energy. Also, trying to find a decent drink. So, bother him. ]

B. Glitch!

[ A slight augment glitch will make it so Rick sounds British for a little while but still with hints of his country twang and speech patterns. It'll be a mess and completely frustrating for him. ]

C. Video.

[ Another sudden change left Rick more frustrated than ever but the loss of Daryl and Maggie just twisted a knife worse in him. What happened? Did they return home or had something far worse happened to them? He wanted to believe the former but experience led him to always holding onto the latter.

With a deep sigh, he grabbed for the device to see what the network had to say about things. ]

Everyone is in different places now? [ He paused with a frown. ] Do people leave a lot? Just without warnin'? [ Now, he shook his head, looking sad for a moment. ]

If anybody needs any help with target practice, let me know. [ It would make things feel a little more level for him. Almost like how things were in Alexandria. ]

D. Wild Card.

[ anything else not listed above! if anyone wants to plot or want a starter, hit me up at

snowflakecrowns. also, the glitch will basically be Rick with Andrew Lincoln's accent. can be listened to here and Rick's accent here! ]

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I kinda upset him when he got here. That was my fault.

[ Not much he could have done about it, but somehow things were okay. ]

No. They're not stuck anywhere. They're back home. [ It's said with more conviction than he really feels, but they need to be home. They have jobs they need to do. ]

Oh-- [ Carl looks around, motioning with a tilt of his head to the side. ] My ship. I'm on the Red Fish.

Upset him how? [ The more he figured out, the less he seemed to actually know. It kept him from making too much progress and he found it endlessly frustrating. ]

[ With a nod of his head, a faint smile filled his face. ] Course, Carl. They're back home, takin' care of things till we get back there.

[ The Red Fish. Bishop. How many ships were there? IF they were actually ships and not warehouses designed to look like other things. ] Don't like us not bein' in the same place.

Edited 2017-07-13 04:23 (UTC)

You could always transfer. There's room over here, anyway.

[ Studiously moving on to the better subject matter with a half smile. ]

Just take one of the shuttles over.

[ He contemplated the words for a moment. ]

Is it really that easy to just change ships? [ Nothing ever came easily for them, after all. ]

Yeah. You just have to file the paperwork.

It doesn't matter how long you've been on a ship? How short rather.

Probably not.