PAISLEY MINGLE BRUUUUHHH

[invigorates]

Who: the crew of the SS Paisley + any visitors!
Broadcast: if you want dawg
Action: everywhere on the paisley which isn't a whole lot because this crew sucks at upgrades
When: right meow

[ AYY WELCOME ABOARD JASON. ALSO CONGRATS ON BECOMING FIRST MATE JOEL. PUT ON YOUR SWEET HATS WE PARTYIN. ]



[ jk we suck. ]

Comments

[dadlife]

[you can find joel in the cargo bay this month in addition to hiding in his room, which is a fantastic change to last month. he'll mostly be carving pieces of wood he got into shitty shapes and sharpening his knife since that's something he got on mor last month. this is how he's relaxing after busting his butt every day on jobs. gotta keep in shape somehow, am i right?]

[asinisterkid]

[ And there on the bridge is Jason, complete with the new crew confetti, happy music, and dessert cream. He looks less than impressed with this attempt at merriment, and will just be shaking confetti out of his hair for a minute. ]

...You've got to be kidding me.

[ CONGRATULATIONS, PAISLEY CREW! YOU GET YOUR VERY OWN VIGILANTE WITH ASSASSIN/TERRORIST TRAINING! AND HE'LL BE COOKING YOUR FOOD! ENJOY. ]

[invigorates]

[ because everyone on this ship is so anti-social and lioriley honestly doesn't even know if half of them are still around, or even alive (no offense koltira), she has started doing daily rounds just to check in on her crewmates.

it's as terrible as one might imagine. she - gasp - goes around to wherever everyone has passed out and just sort of... says hi and makes sure they don't need anything before going about her business again. TERRIBLE. ]

[delincuente]

[A seldom-seen creature has emerged from the bunk room, and is currently sitting in the galley, her feet propped daintily up on the table (what a lady). She's got one of her standard issue jumpsuits spread out in front of her, and seems to be holding some kind of stick to the fabric - clearly recognizable as a wand, to anyone familiar with magic. Whatever she's attempting to do to the garment doesn't seem to be working quite right, however. She mutters something, giving the wand a little flick against the jumpsuit, but all that happens is it turns a vague sickly green for a few seconds.]

Stupid space.