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driftfleet2015-04-01 09:00 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-04-01 09:00 am
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[according to the scanners, the fleet is hitting some kind of anomaly today... or is it? the electronics have all been acting very strangely today. it's hard to tell which readings are real, and which are errors.
like this reading here that says the temperature is plummeting into the negatives. it doesn't feel cold, does it? and this one saying that life-forms are popping up all over the ship is very strange.
though, then again, maybe you're seeing things. if there is something going on with the electronics, maybe it's affecting the augments as well... because some of these things that you're seeing just can't be real.
or maybe you're feeling fine (you're sure of it) and that crewmate of yours--the one who is sitting in the corner and meticulously wadding up an entire roll of toilet paper--he is the one obviously having problems.
either way, between the electronics malfunctioning and the crews' questionable grasp on reality, it's impossible to tell if the strange broadcast crackling through waves of static is even really happening.]
TEN. NINE. [--the voice is digital. robotic. nothing like the boisterous man's voice that follows]
Am I calibrated? I don't feel calibrated... [more static. hissing and buzzing.]
EIGHT. --No, I can't do that. Just get it done, and-- SEVEN. SIX.
Ha! [he laughs. and a woman laughs along with, somewhere deeper in the interference.] Like that would ever happen. FIVE. ...Yeah, get a load of this guy, right? Classic.
Don't forget to smile, darlin'. FOUR. ...Okay, okay. I got it.
[the buzzing rises. and he suddenly sounds much more serious.] Sure. Whatever you say.
THREE. TWO.
--I hate this part--
(ooc: happy april first, floots. these effects only last ICly for today, but feel free to backtag and whatnot if you come to the party late. feel free to use this post for all reactions, hallucinations, confused broadcasts, checking on your crew, or any other related hijinks. have fun!)
like this reading here that says the temperature is plummeting into the negatives. it doesn't feel cold, does it? and this one saying that life-forms are popping up all over the ship is very strange.
though, then again, maybe you're seeing things. if there is something going on with the electronics, maybe it's affecting the augments as well... because some of these things that you're seeing just can't be real.
or maybe you're feeling fine (you're sure of it) and that crewmate of yours--the one who is sitting in the corner and meticulously wadding up an entire roll of toilet paper--he is the one obviously having problems.
either way, between the electronics malfunctioning and the crews' questionable grasp on reality, it's impossible to tell if the strange broadcast crackling through waves of static is even really happening.]
TEN. NINE. [--the voice is digital. robotic. nothing like the boisterous man's voice that follows]
Am I calibrated? I don't feel calibrated... [more static. hissing and buzzing.]
EIGHT. --No, I can't do that. Just get it done, and-- SEVEN. SIX.
Ha! [he laughs. and a woman laughs along with, somewhere deeper in the interference.] Like that would ever happen. FIVE. ...Yeah, get a load of this guy, right? Classic.
Don't forget to smile, darlin'. FOUR. ...Okay, okay. I got it.
[the buzzing rises. and he suddenly sounds much more serious.] Sure. Whatever you say.
THREE. TWO.
--I hate this part--
(ooc: happy april first, floots. these effects only last ICly for today, but feel free to backtag and whatnot if you come to the party late. feel free to use this post for all reactions, hallucinations, confused broadcasts, checking on your crew, or any other related hijinks. have fun!)
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Belth sniffles pathetically and wipes his face on his big sleeve. Hiro is trying so hard but Belth resists. It's not because he never wanted those things, but because he's never thought he could have them.]
I've always been alone, [he manages, his voice very small.] I don't think you want to know someone like me.
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[his voice is a little more lighthearted there.]
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When I said I have always been alone, I mean I have never had a friend. Not a one.
[Belth tries to look as strong as he can despite his tear-streaked cheeks and the clinging to Hiro's sleeve just a minute ago. He does a pretty good impression of aloof regardless-- tilting his head back, his lips making a haughty thin line-- even if it quivers at the edges.]
How do you know I won't just set you on fire?
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[in other words, he doesn't know, but it won't end the friendship if you do.]
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You are persistent, aren't you?
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[shoulderpat.]