TEST DIVE #3

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A: There’s a Storm on the Horizon
A brainstorm. On advice about the ingenuity of multi person parties, and from admitted lack of understanding of many needs of organics, URSULA has selected you and a partner (or partners) to go to one of the observatories with food, beds, and recording devices to have a jam session for ideas about missions.

You are not to leave the room until you have some good ones. So get cracking! Start suggesting to one another what the base needs to do.

Or get horribly, horribly sidetracked and possibly a little crazy at being locked up together with the ocean staring at you. Judging.

B: The Abysmal Sea
You’re stranded.

One of the planet’s troublesome signal-interfering pulses has just made your communication devices 100% nonfunctional. No matter how you try to call URSULA for help, she isn’t able to respond. The database strapped to your wrist is just a useless chunk of metal now, leaving you without a useful library of knowledge to survive off. If you were driving any underwater vehicle prior to this point, it’s broken down. And unless you’re a mechanic, it’ll be pretty hard to get it jumpstarted again.

Don’t fret! The communication systems always come online eventually, so if you stay put, it’ll boot back up and give you directions straight back to base so you can finally get home. But can you really afford to stay put? The sunlight’s slowly streaming out of the sky, leaving the waters darker and darker with each passing second. Soon, you won’t be able to see five feet in front of you, and the only warning you’ll get of any approaching threat is through sound, if they even make any.

You have a few choices: take a daring risk and try swimming back to base, but on the off-chance you don’t remember the directions correctly from before you were cut off, you’re going to get even more lost, in the darkness of the night no less. Or, you could huddle in, with any friends if they were unfortunate enough to be with you, and start focusing on getting warm. Because spending the night out here in the vast oceans with the entire world against you is becoming a very, very real possibility.

C: Test Drive Test Dives
The Robotics section of the laboratory needs your help! Whether you were a poor sap who got dragged into it or love working on robots, this is your time to shine!

A few suits need testing to get the kinks out of them. And you know, figure out how they work in general. So be a dear and get in one so the others can watch you flail around and discover how it works.

If you're not into being a crash test dummy, you can help do repair work, analyze blueprints of various underwater vehicles, bring in scrap metal to work with or maybe just try painting the Seamoth neon pink.

D: Camping Trip
Floater Island is the only real land around so even if it's a longer trip, it's nice to volunteer for an overnight mission there sometimes. Who doesn't want to camp out under the stars when you've been living under the sea this whole time? Attempt to make s'mores out of plants and that chocolate bar you have left! Play with Birdogs! Go for a swim in the lake! Try very hard to get some sort of emotional response from a Light Frog!

Well, sure, you're here on a mission but it's okay to goof off and enjoy yourselves with some campfire stories and freshly cooked Chomper kebobs sometimes. Just grab a few samples from the abandoned farm at least so it looks like you actually worked.

E: THE AURORA
Quiet except for the creaks and rumbles as the ship settles and shifts, the sound of Reapers screaming in the distance every so often, the Aurora is a creepy place to visit for a mission. The remains of those crew members not buried, and the belongings of many others, still litter the ship's halls. It might be nice to remove any skeletons you find.

Of course, their misfortune is your opportunity to catch up on some reading, browse whatever video games they left, get medical supplies and enjoy the comforts they no longer need.

But is it possible the Aurora is haunted? Surely not. Except sometimes you might hear voices from far away. It might just be the people you came on board with, unless they're with you. Or it might be a Cave Crawler knocking over some recording device. You're not too scared to check, right?

F: Farmville
Time to tend to the crops! That's right, the underwater farm needs your help. Some trees and plants rest on the seabed under protective covers that allow them to grow their leaves and fruits while the roots firmly keep them in the sand. Harvest some apples, more apples, oranges, strawberries and other delicious produce that sounds much, much better than a regular diet of fish.

And once you've helped get a basket full of crops for the base, it's time to cook them! But what are you going to make? Apple stuffed fish? Orange stuffed fish? Nah, get creative with what you have! Everyone is counting on you for dinner!

BASED ON CODE BY TESSISAMESS AND SUPERSUITS

Comments

dwyer | fire emblem fates

[naptimed]

b: butler island

[ so. you're stuck on a floating island. the good news is that you are stuck on Butler Island because the population is currently one butler and yourself. and also that broken down vehicle that got you out here to investigate the island. dwyer has sort of glanced over the engine and such but honestly he...does not do mechanical things since he is from fire emblem, aka stuck in the middle ages. he's trying to learn just out of basic self-defense (it'd be stupid not to try when he's apparently Stuck in high-tech landia) but his so far meager skills do not measure up against the whole pulse-breakdown thing. ]

Well, this is a bit of a pain, isn't it? I've spent the night in worse places, though...Luckily for you, I always keep supplies for this sort of thing on me.

Care for some coffee? I can have some brewing shortly.

[ may as well make the most of it, he guesses. ]

e: eh

[ yeah, so. even if it is haunted, it's...whatever? dwyer is methodically checking through the room he's in, and while he hears voices on occasion, he doesn't seem to really react to them. though he does seem to be getting tired...

that last sound was footsteps, though. the butler glances up. ]

Ah...are you getting sleepy, as well? I find the dark and gloom rather calming...though a few people seem to be getting nervous.

[ this isn't the sort of thing that scares him. if anything attacks him, he'll stab it with daggers until it stops the attacking him thing, this is fine? ]

f: fuck this shit

[ how about dwyer takes a nap under one of those trees instead because that's definitely what he seems to be doing...until someone gets close enough to check on him, at which point he'll open one eye. ]

What? [ a sigh. ]

a

[smileyfaced]

[The child doesn't like interacting with humans. The less contact, the better. But this base was crawling with them! No matter where they turned, there was bound to be another human being. It made them homesick for life underground. And now? It seems like they're gonna have to deal with being stranded. Together. With another person.

Ah, Butlerby! Ah, humanity!

They kept a distance as they watched Dwyer tinker with the engine, fists tucked beneath their armpits. When posed with the question of coffee, they grunted.]

... black.

[They want it dark and bitter, like their tiny little heart is.]

Towa Herschel | Trails of Cold Steel

[overachiefer]

a.

[It's been awhile.

Like.

A really long while, and they're still stuck in here, but they have to remain positive. So if she sees someone getting antsy, Towa just offers a bit of a determined smile, clenching her hands into fists in front of her in a classic DETERMINATION pose.]

Don't worry! I'm sure we'll come up with some good ideas soon, so just keep brainstorming, okay? We'll do it together.

[POSITIVITY.]

c

[This is kind of pitiful.

Towa's willing to volunteer; she'll never shirk from hard work. But... well, the suit is way too big for her no matter how you slice it. She's tiny, and it's big, and she's trying to reach for the arms and it's just not working. She's dwarfed by it and also...she's kind of stuck.

Oops.]

Um... I don't think this is how it was supposed to work.

[A pause, and she tries to get out.

And tries. And tries again. THIS ISN'T WORKING, SHE CAN'T ESCAPE. help........]

a!!

[memlost]

That's the spirit! We just gotta think positive.

[ Easy for Morgan to say. He's had a cheerful smile on his face this entire time. Because this is just such a neat room?? So much interesting life and pretty atmosphere around them. But he'll stop staring out the glass for a moment to get back on task. ]

Hey, I have an idea. Let's try thinking big first. We can start with a broad topic, then pick some practical tasks out of it. Stuff like defense, food, supplies, you know. Anything strike your fancy?

The Fallen Child | Undertale | SPOILER-HEAVY

[smileyfaced]

( UNDERTALE SPOILERS AHEAD. If you want to avoid spoilers, let me know and I'll accommodate you the best I can! )

D

[Land, after countless weeks spent underwater. There was technically nothing wrong with the base. The architecture was sound, all their needs were catered to. But there was something about the ocean's weight squeezing against base that chilled them. On some nights, it felt like a coffin.

Claustrophobia is one hell of a fear.

But here they are, toes digging deep into the sand, water lapping at their ankles. They've caught themselves a small crab, have rendered it immobile by grasping it by the shell with both hands.]

Look. [They don't like talking much to humans. Towards those who look inhuman, there's a smile accompanying their words to offset their deadpan. With the crab sandwiched between their hands, they flip it upside down, then right side up.] A crabby patty.

E

[The child shines their light right at a skeleton. There's no reaction on their face, not a hint of horror or fear. Eventually, a small giggle escapes them.]

Looks like someone was tired to the bone.

F

[Are you enjoying your well-tended crops? Got a nice basket of good fruits? Well, worry not! This awful gremlin is helping themselves to whatever they can find from whatever's lying around! In fact, they may even be sneaking up to shove a couple of fruits down their shirt to run off with!]

F

[splinten]

[Dirk flashsteps RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS LITTLE GREMLIN wearing a total lack of expression and a pair of shades.]

Hey.

Stealing isn't cool.

Also, the concept's pretty absurd when you consider we're dealing with a commune totally lacking in any kind of economic structure, so it's nonsensical for you to try to take that when you could just get one off a tree. Yes, the situation's pretty resource-scarce in certain departments. But the fact that everything we rely on is relatively renewable negates the pressure.

[Did you want to be a shit in peace? WELL TOO BAD! IT'S TIME FOR A LECTURE ON SOCIAL STRUCTURES AND THE ECONOMY!]

Basically, you're not stealing anything, since there's no true structure of ownership to allow any person to lay particular claims to an object legally.

You're just being an ass.

karkat vantas | homestuck

[alienates]

b

[ well, this can't get any worse.

the whole idea of swimming around in the ocean isn't that thrilling, really, for karkat. he isn't a sea dweller, and while he does not give a fuck about troll hierarchy or whatever, it's still kind of weird to be out in the ocean like this. it's not like he makes going swimming a regular thing, and his time here has probably been the most he's been in any body of water.

so this whole getting cut off from URSULA thing? he isn't happy about this. in fact, he's kind of starting to panic a little, and by little i mean he is freaking the fuck out. they are going to DIE or DROWN, which is technically the same as dying but. karkat does not care about those details right this second.

hopefully whoever he is with is taking things a little more calmly. ]

d

[ karkat isn't exactly big on goofing off when there's work to be done. he usually takes things like this seriously, even though he does have a terrible tendency of getting horribly, horribly sidetracked because his attention span can be shit sometimes but not this time!! this time, he is definitely actually trying to do his job.

... while yelling at everyone who isn't because. that's a thing he does. ]

No I do not want to eat a goddamn s'more, oh my fuck. What even is that? I do not believe for a single moment that is actually appetizing in any way.

e

[ ok so, karkat is tired of creepy atmospheres where it feels like he might die at any second so he is done with the aurora. after he heard about what the crew had got up to in here beforehand he was even more done with the aurora, which didn't seem physically possible yet here he is. wanting to leave. right now. ]

Can we go now? I think we have already established that this hunk of metal is shitty and useless now, so shouldn't we be dedicating our time and energy on something better? Like leaving? This whole endea-- jegus what the fuck was that.

[ it was probably just a reaper before horrifying out in the distance but no. nope. karkat is done. ]

d

[parodeity]

You say that about literally every human food thing before you try it, man.

[ dave doesn't seem remotely bothered by the shouting because. he is used to it. he continues to try to press the makeshift s'more half into karkat's hands. ]

Look just take a fuckin' bite and if you hate it you can proceed to rant at me for however long you like about how terrible it was, you know you'd like that.

elise | fire emblem fates

[demoiselled]

a: a slumber party!!!!

[ wow okay this is the best job ever???? elise is pretty sure???? she gets to HANG OUT with someone (new friend or old, does it even matter?) and there's SNACKS and BEDS and it's basically a slumber party, right? she's pretty sure it qualifies. the princess is bouncing on "her" bed a little, gleeful. ]

Ooooh my gosh, okay! I've got this! What if we did a team bonding game thingy? I think that could be fun! We could make up a whoooooole new version of tag. Like, a special underwater tag! It could be training for the people who are like "no way, I don't have time to play!" and playing for the people who don't like training, we can trick both groups and have a great time while we're at it! And people can get to know one another a lot better! Wouldn't that be great???

[ all her ideas are being pitched in an uber cheery tone and with great enthusiasm. good luck, sour and dour types. ]

d: camping expedition!!!

[ elise is all about volunteering, so of course she ends up on an overnight camping mission eventually. it's not like she hasn't camped before, even if she's fond of being at the base where it's like an all the time slumber party without private rooms. it's not quite night yet, though, and she's...

trying to teach a horde of birdogs to play fetch. okay, elise. ]

No, no, see, whoever brings back the stick gets a treat! Okay, wanna give it another try?!

[ elise, they can't understand you. ]

f: farmville i think you mean tree climbing

[ so maybe you're actually trying to harvest things! elise has done some of that, if the baskets by the base of the orange tree she's by are anything to go by, but. she points dramatically your way. ]

Hey!! I challenge you to a tree-climbing race!

[ play with her a little! everyone could use a break, right? ]

F

[hopefragment]

[Why's it gotta be climbing. Hajime is trying his very best to keep on top of things, be a responsible protag, etc. But climbing things is a weakness of his tbh, and there's been a sad lack of thing-climbing in his life recently. Trees, statues, castles, whatever.]

Don't you think you should pick some more stuff first...?

[Okay, no, focus. Be Responsible.]

We can climb the trees later as, uh. A reward.

MOMO | xenosaga

[etherealian]

b: stranded

[ hmmm. momo is over by the engine of the vehicle, concentrating, but... ]

My sensors indicate the issue isn't entirely mechanical...before the failure, there was a strange energy reading that didn't match anything I've seen before. I'm sorry, but...I don't think I have any useful data to offer here...

[ she sounds entirely apologetic about the matter. it's one of those moments where the observational realian programming is more apparent than that of a girl lost to her parents, although the sad expression is probably admittedly more of the latter than the former. ]

Um...we should probably stay with the vehicle, right? [ she'll go with whatever you want, even though momo is uncertain of the wise nature of like. leaving the vehicle in the middle of darkening night. ]

c: helping out

[ momo doesn't mind being a crash test dummy, and she's used to piloting mecha stuff anyway! so she signs on to this easily enough. it's probably less interesting to watch her do it since there's little flailing, but after she takes off the suit she's more than willing to discuss things. ]

I'm not sure, but...I think there are probably a few improvements that could be made. Um, that's just based on the things I've driven back home, though. None of those suits were quite like these, but if some of the same things were implemented...it might help out?

f: farmville after

[ cooking? sure, she'll give it a go. momo seems to be trying to make some sort of fruit salad. it's mostly just a matter of cutting them up and mixing them together, right? ]

Oh, hi! I'm sorry, I'll be done making this in a minute if you wanted the kitchen. Or did you want some fruit salad, too? I don't mind sharing.

B

[hopefragment]

Yeah, I agree. Going out into the ocean just sounds like trouble.

[Not that Hajime is exactly excited to be stuck like this, but going out when it's this close to nightfall just sounds like Bad News.

She'd probably have done better with a more useful partner, but unfortunately, Hajime is the one she's stuck with.]

Do your, uh, sensors? Detect any sea creatures headed our way?

[Can she even sense stuff like that?]

Iskierka | Temeraire Novels

[bajkaiskierki]

b.

[Iskierka has no truck with technology as advanced as the database hooked onto her front leg, and does not give a single fig about the lost communications. But she is upset: she's used to being large enough to carry hundreds of men and fly through the night, and finding herself so small she might only be able to carry one a little way is just infuriating. And while she doesn't ordinarily mind water, no one really likes huddling up on a sandbar. Especially not one already crowded with fellow strandees.

. . . so of course the useful thing to do is to fling herself down on the little strip of land in a complete sulk, her scaly, spiky coils sprawling every which way and hissing hot, damp steam, taking up an obscene amount of room for her size. She may or may not have just tripped you doing that, or flopped a loop of her body right over you if you were already sitting down.]

This is entirely miserable, and I do not like it at all. At least on a ship we would be moving.

[At least she's very warm?]

d.

[GUESS WHO'S A FIERCE AND MIGHTY HUNTER

IT'S ISKIERKA, THAT'S WHO!

If you're on the beach on Floater Island you'll see a heck of a sight: a scaly, serpentine red dragon barreling straight through the Birddog flock in a clumsy dive, hot on a hapless Chomper's heels, ignoring the shrieking barks and frantically flapping wings all around her.]

Oh! Oh! You are not getting away! I am so very tired of fish!

[Help? Cheer? Catcall? Rescue the Chomper? Find yourself inconveniently in the way? Your call.]

D

[smileyfaced]

[OH. IS THAT A CHOMPER COMING THEIR WAY? WAIT, IS THAT A DRAGON??

The child isn't sure what the proper protocol is in this situation. Are they going to be the next prey??

Quickly, they come to a decision. They step aside and cup their hands around their mouth.]

Chase it to the right!

[The dragon was yelling in human earlier. They should understand that much. Chara doesn't waste any time running after the chomper, snatching up a stick from the ground as they do.]

setsuna meiou / sailor pluto // sailor moon (90's anime mostly)

[adjourning]

A: brainstorming

[Setsuna's not sure how she's going to fit in here. She's not sure how she's ever going to fit in anywhere, really, but a place like this in particular with so few places to achieve any kind of privacy... it's simultaneously disconcerting and appealing. It's clear life as a well-kept secret is long behind her. Time to set forth into the strange new world of forced socialization.

That doesn't mean she's going to be especially good at it, though. For now she's seated, long legs crossed under her on one of the observatory's beds, and her pen is resting lightly against a still unmarked sheet of paper.]

What about drafting some kind of star chart? I know there aren't many tools but something rudimentary could prove useful.

---

C: SUIT UP

[While she's not the natural in the water Michiru is, Setsuna's more than willing to try swimming, especially if it means getting out of the cramped space inside for a little bit while also contributing to research here. She never expected to get to try a suit that turned her into some kind of technological mermaid but she's doing her best. Unfortunately, for all that they look flashy, the fins aren't the best for generating speed, or so she's finding.]

Am I doing something wrong? If there's no other way to propel yourself in this then I think maybe some more materials research might be in order.

[Her voice sounds tinny to her own ears as she uses the suit's communicator to speak to the team in the laboratory. If it's feedback they want, she'll offer it as best as she can. Otherwise, she's happy to have some time to really stretch her legs... in a manner of speaking.]

---

E: AURORA

I'm not sure I believe in ghosts.

[After all, a ghost would be some kind of being displaced from time and space and if that were to happen, surely she'd know something about it. This may not be her solar system or even her universe but some things should remain constant. That means something else is making that noise on the other side of the door, though, and she's not sure if the remains of the Aurora would survive her attack if whatever it is turns out to be hostile.]

We could just check another room. Whatever is in there will probably not survive till the next mission out here anyway.

a

[parodeity]

Aw man fuck yes I was kinda considerin' it anyway? A bunch of us made up some star constellations and myths when we found Floater Island.

[ dave is sprawled on his own claimed bed, legs crossed at the ankle and arms crossed behind his head. he's pretty casual about being locked in to brainstorm. this is not his first time, apparently, but then...he's been around for a little bit now. ]

But, uh, we never like. Actually actively charted anything. You into stars?

Josuke Higashikata | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

[pomaid]

A
[You mean this wasn't meant to be a slumber party? Because Josuke's come prepared for such a thing. Some choice CDs, snacks, magazines, hair product. He breaks them out at the first lull in discussion, one by one. First it's "maybe some food'll make it easier to think", then it's "I always study better when I'm listening to music", and then, "sometimes these mags have good articles..." and finally, "why don't we take a break, we've been working pretty hard and all..." A whole lot of not working definitely deserves a break. Just like his partner definitely wants to listen to his early 90s music.

Just like they definitely want to get a new hairdo.]

E
[He doesn't get why they don't just clean the place up once and for all, it seems like an accident waiting to happen. And like more of a hassle to keep sending people out all the time to it.

On the other hand, there can be some pretty good finds that might not be available otherwise.]

I call dibs on baseball games!

[Very important things to look for. But apparently his partner isn't too happy with that, judging by the angry noise Josuke hears in response. Do they want to fight over a game?? If it's that important they can have it, but it gets to be a little much when it just keeps going on.]

Hey, knock it off already, I don't care that much.

A

[mythbuster]

Hey. Get serious, will you?

[ Yes, this small child is scolding you. Normally, Loki would be happy to brainstorm ideas on his own. This guy fussing and slacking and being an overall good-for-nothing isn't doing Loki's focus any favors, though. ]

hikari sakishima | nagi no asukara

[sealight]

b. don't worry he's got this

[Because when you already do live underwater naturally, it can't be that hard to navigate through it, right?! Unaffected by the dropping ocean temperature and able to breathe underwater no problem, Hikari doesn't think he'll have that much of a problem. It might be harder for people not used to being down here in the ocean, sure, but not for him! He'll get back to the base no problem!

Except this doesn't actually mean he can see in the dark or anything.

(He doesn't got this.)

If you're also stranded with him, looking unsure or lost, he'll look over to you and gesture for you to follow him to the water.]

Come on, let's get going. [On one hand, he seems so confident! Like he knows what he's actually doing! On the other hand, do you really trust the confidence of a fourteen-year-old...]

e. the ghost screamed not him

[Hikari is not scared. Sure this ship is creepy, what with the skeletons and creaking and distant screaming, but there's no way there are any actual ghosts here. He doesn't believe it. The sooner he gets this mission over with and gets off this boat, the happier he'll be though. Not because he's scared of any ghosts! But this isn't exactly a nice place to stay long for anyone, that's all.

Until he hears a loud banging noise.]

... Something probably just fell over, right? [Right?]

E

[fishfoodie]

[Because a 12-year-old is great company for this mission. At least she's good in the water.]

The whole ship is falling over. Very slowly.

[Is that better or worse comfort than ghosts though.]

marta lualdi | tales of symphonia: dawn of the new world

[lightspins]

c. marta the mechanical mermaid

[While the idea of flailing around and making a big fool of herself isn't exactly appealing, Marta can't deny that some of the suits actually look pretty cool. This level of technology is way beyond anything she's ever seen, and she can't help but be at least somewhat interested because of that. Besides, it's for the good of the team, right? Someone's gotta do it, so she might as well.

But when she picks out her suit to test out, it's not just because of team motivation. The mermaid-like shape honestly reminds her of some of the monsters she's befriended back home. Although if actual mermaids were supposed to be lithe, graceful creatures, this suit doesn't exactly match up.]

It feels kinda... clunky? And slow. [After swimming around for a bit, that's what she's gathered so far. It doesn't help swimming like this doesn't exactly come naturally.]

f. you're about to die

[The next time anyone comes to the kitchen, the first thing they'll find is a brightly smiling girl quickly shoving a plate of.... questionable........ looking food towards them.]

Hey! You must be hungry, right? Why don't you try this?

[It doesn't look BAD exactly but not exactly great either. Can you really turn down such a winning smile though? Just look at the hope and eagerness in her eyes!!]

f

[alienates]

[ karkat eyes the offered food warily. it... does not look appetizing, but at the same time it's not like he's an expert on human food. he has no way of actually knowing if this is what it's supposed to look like or not? his opinions on everything human made is already pretty low, so. this might just be par for the course?

that doesn't mean he wants to accept it though. ]

What is this. [ that's actually pretty polite coming from him. ]

Hajime Hinata | Danganronpa 2

[hopefragment]

A.

Let's try to stay on topic this time, alright? The sooner we come up with something, the sooner we can get out here.

[He's not an idiot, he knows how these "brainstorming sessions" usually go. Metaphorically derailed straight into the ocean because some people don't seem able to focus. Hajime just sighs and shakes his head, turning to a fresh piece of paper as if that somehow might help.]

We were talking about what kind of supplies we needed to expand the base, right?

[It's hard to remember since that was probably at least ten minutes ago.]

B.

Definitely not!

[Just... going to shoot down any suggestion that someone try swimming back to base, whether it was an offer for his partner to go, or an order for him to go.]

It's too close to nightfall, and we have no way of telling which way the base is from here.

[He will start rummaging through the sub looking for some warmer clothes, though. He'd have thought these would be more heated, but, well, it is a literal submarine under who knows how many pounds of water pressure. While night is falling.]

It won't be too long until morning. We'll be fine.

B

[medioambiente]

Right, right.

[ Crowe knew the other male had a point -- earlier on he had cracked a few jokes and seemed pretty much lighthearted, but when things went south that changed for a bit. He was used to sending himself first onto the frontlines, so he volunteered to swim back.

In this scenario, he wanted to see if the communications and engine would come on eventually before trying to jumpstart it -- the pulse could have caused some damage and fried something. It'd be a different story if they had been stranded on land and it would be easier to check in the morning anyway with more daylight on their side.

Let it never be said that Crowe was never the type to go into situations unprepared. He had brought along a small pack of things -- two spare blankets. Unfortunately, no pillows, but it'd have to do. He'll hold one out to Hinata. ]

You know, now's a good time to share some stories. Embarrassing ones, happy ones, or even scary ones. Got a good one?

[napstablook]

A: oh no...

[ Technically speaking, there wasn't much that could keep Napstablook in a room if they didn't want to be there. URSULA, somehow, had found a way. They couldn't fade out even if they'd tried.

What were they supposed to do? They didn't have any good ideas. Nothing they said would be really worthwhile. It seemed like a bad joke to thrust their company on people they'd only bother. The one thing they could do was space out, though...

So Napstablook lay on the floor, feeling like garbage.]

If you want to join in... just do this... it might help us think.

C: wrong cousin

[ Napstablook wasn't the dummy of the family - or one of the many dummies, as a matter of fact. They were slightly confused over the idea of being one for this 'crash test', and hoped it didn't mean they would have to go corporeal for the mission.

They stared doubtfully at the exosuit. It didn't look like something someone would want them to possess. Get inside... maybe. But possess?

Well that was a bit better... maybe... if they'd got it right.

Rather than ask, they floated anxiously in place, looking at. ]

f: it's a living

[ Farming? They could do farming. Granted they'd always handled livestock, and snails at that, but crops couldn't be too much different.

So there was a little ghost with their little farming tools held in the nubby arm of their (superfluous, really) diving suit, reaching up to knock apples off of a tree with their pole. For once, they seemed contented, and in a good mood! In fact, since they thought no one was around, they were actually singing one of their favourite tunes. ]

ooo ooo oooo
ooo ooo oooo
oo oo ooo oo ooo

a

[alienates]

[ karkat doesn't really question the fact that napstablook is obviously, you know, a ghost since he's more or less used to hanging around dead people by now.

he doesn't really have any ideas either, but karkat's fairly decent at bullshitting things so he can probably make stuff up if they get really desperate. right now, though, he is more concerned about the whole getting locked in here thing because a) this is stupid and b) this is still stupid. ]

How the fuck is that going to help us with anything? You probably can't tell, but that looks like it'd be uncomfortable? When was the last time this floor was washed? Look, dust is piling all up on this dirty as shit floor.

[ he pauses for a moment and even though he's ranting, karkat does actually... goes and settles next to napstablook on the ground because he likes to be contrary, even to himself. ]

ADALINE/EVELINE ASILEINARKE | ORIGINAL CHARACTER

[intranslatability]

OPTION A / THE BRAINSTORM SESSION
[ logistics isn't her expertise. that was kyoko's job but kyoko isn't here with her, now is she?

adaline has spent the last ten minutes in complete silence, keeping far from the others as she leans against one of the walls with her arms crossed and her eyes closed. to the world it looks like she's ignoring the attempts being made in the room and they'll be… half-right.

and half-wrong too since she is currently engaged in a current situation. just with someone that the others couldn't see.

in the past, her sister's voice was nothing more but a murmur. she's glad eveline has managed to gather more strength for herself, her baby sister's voice now louder and much firmer as she insists on her sister doing something that adaline didn't think was necessary.

there's no real need for it. / wouldn't hurt to try. it'll better to be safe than sorry.

eveline had a point there. ]

-Do you know what has already been done here? [ at long last adaline joins the conversation, opening her eyes to look up. ]

It'll be easier to figure out what's been accomplished so we don't end up planning something that's already been taken care of.

OPTION B / THE LEARNING CURVE
[ this really isn't her expertise.

adaline stares at the assorted ingredients in front of her like they were strange and foreign to her. in a sense they were. as a cyborg she had no need or desire to eat food and couldn't have anything organic in any case.

the twitches she felt in her arms and hands didn't help her pondering. they weren't new, the twitches. it simply meant eveline had an idea what she wanted to do with the fresh foods in front of them but adaline's confusion overrode the confidence of eveline's actions. her body was in a rare moment of indecision, trying to figure out which impulse it should follow.

for now it followed adaline's. picking up an apple, she turned it around to examine it carefully and wrinkled her nose in obvious distaste. ]

… What am I supposed to do with this? [ she knew she spoke aloud. the question was aimed both to someone nearby if they heard her and her sister in hopes she'll have enough strength to speak up. an answer from either would be sufficient. ]

b

[alienates]

[ admittedly, karkat is probably not the best person to teach anyone how to cook? especially cooking with human ingredients, which is definitely not a thing he is particularly used to even if he has been eating a lot of human food lately. but eating something is completely different from actually making it.

he does know what an apple is. he is more familiar with the idea of apple juice, because of certain people, but that sure is. an apple. ]

I don't know. [ a beat. ] What the fuck are you trying to make anyway? Because I am pretty sure you can just eat an apple without doing anything to it. If you want to turn it into juice you probably need to like... pound it into the juice comes out?

[ he has no idea how to make apple juice. ]

Nell Machen | OC | Lovecraft + Victorian

[fishfoodie]

[A]
[This is a perfect job for her. She likes to think she's very inventive and creative.

But right now she's arranging their snacks in neat piles.]

We'll each take half. That should be fair.


[C]
[She wants to help out, she really does, but she's more confused by the mermaid suit than anything. Nell lightly taps on the head.]

Sir? Sir...? Are you all right, sir?


[F]
[A girl roughly twelve years old is trying to catch fruit in her very poofy dress. That's cute. And she's singing!]

Lady Bird, Lady Bird,
Fly away home,
Your house is on fire,
Your children will burn

[That's... cute...]

a

[demoiselled]

Oh, wow!! That's so smart and responsible of you!

[ elise...approves? of course she approves. sighs. ]

BB-8 | STAR WARS

[astromechanical]

I. WHAT'S THAT LASSIE?
[ uh oh.

in the aurora, bb-8 had gone ahead to scout for their assigned team. it was in order to see if there was anything of use in the sector they had been assigned to search or if there was some obstacles they had to get rid of or avoid. it seemed like a good idea at the time. bb-8 was small, relatively, and speedy, in a way, and they were willing to do the job.

and then some debris fell down on them thanks to an explosion from a hall down.

they aren't hurt. a brief scan of their systems reveals everything is still functional. they're dinged up but it can be buffered out later. perhaps the most they can say is that they now sport bruised pride from getting caught off like this but they're safe and sound and… stuck.

some minutes were spent squirming around, trying in vain to get out by themselves but bb-8 knew when to throw in the towel and ask for assistance. ]

( bweooo! ) [ if someone heard them.

a little help, please? anyone? ]

II. COOKING MAMA!
( chirp! ) [ as the astromech droid for poe dameron, bb-8 knew the importance of eating healthy and maintaining a balanced diet to ensure the being had enjoyed maximum benefits from their every meal.

hence why they're trying to guide the person they've been paired with to some healthier ingredients. they're doing their best to gently bump up against them to ensure they used the ones bb-8 had determined was the best ones to cook and prepare for the group meal.

it's for your own good, partner. a healthy crew member is a good crew member. ]

LASSIE

[splinten]

[Dirk did hear that. His eyes widen in alarm behind his shades. In a flashstep, he's over where the noise is, but a quick scan of the area isn't showing him where the droid has gone.]

If you're still operating, let me know where you are.

[Dirk does not want anything to happen to BB-8. He can probably do a bit of repair work if it comes to it but they're not exactly living in a cornucopia and if BB-8 gets lost without being able to communicate, Dirk isn't sure he'll be able to track the lil guy down.]

Jake English | Homestuck

[potentite]

[B]
[Well. Technically, this isn't his fault, but he feels bad anyway. He's stuck and you're stuck and if he knew more about technology he could pop the hood - does this thing have a hood? - and check for what's wrong. Maybe he could fix it instead of sitting here uselessly. Ugh.]

My apologies for being unable to sort this contraption out. My mechanical know-how is... lacking.


[D]
[At least this camping trip has been a success. He even made a new friend! Specifically a Birdog that he's just sitting next to, talking up a storm as if they're best friends.]

So then the voodoo priestess sends her minions after Lomax's corpse, not knowing our hapless rapscallions will soon rejoin the story as the bumbling heroes once more when—

[Oh! The birdog is barking! At you. But Jake doesn't realise it.]

Hm? Not a fan of that plot twist? I assure you there is a good reason they're coming at loggerheads again over his corpse!


[F]
[Okay Jake feels way more at home here than he does on the base. Plus, less people! A huge, huge bonus. Possibly the entire reason he's here actually. Look you're all very nice but there's just too many of you and you're mostly strangers.

So he's here taking a nap. Yes, on the farm. He hasn't slept well and it's probably the only protected area nearby for a nap. At least the basket he's draped over has fruit in it, so he tried being helpful.

But he wakes when he thinks someone is nearby, jolting up and knocking over his basket. Person can wait. Apples need to be picked up.]

Fiddlesticks and tarnation, how is anyone supposed to rest around here?

[He's cranky and apologetic. Mood combos!]

d

[parodeity]

Y'know, I'm pretty sure we could like, watch that flick if you want instead of livin' out the entire plot for the birdogs?

[ dave...forgets to make a ton of noise when he approaches sorry jake but at least he's just casually amused rather than like, rearing to attack jake or something? not that dave often attacks people out of nowhere, but striders randomly showing up is probably a thing they should like, collectively work on stopping doing.

it's too bad they're too busy collectively working on trying not to fuck up their fraternal relationship and also trying to get their counterpart to stop doing dumb shit.

#competence ]

I'm going to hazard a guess here and say it's Weekend at Bernie's, and since that doesn't have Nick Cage in it, I think it survived the purge. The purge being complete stupidity that I put a block against for any future attempts so we'll see how that goes. I'm just waitin', bidin' my time until I'm the older one again. It's gonna happen, man.

[ dave, jake doesn't even know what the fuck you're talking about. ]

horō | toukiden: kiwami

[mistimed]

a.

[Horō doesn't seem to think about problems the way nearly anyone else does. For once, this URSULA-imposed brainstorming session might just work out well for her - and for you, her hapless partner. Sitting alone with her can't be easy - she is definitely strange in the way she comes at problem solving, and she's surely said at least a few improperly-rendered idioms, but with enough data she'll quickly offer a possible solution.

Satisfied with the results this particular session has yielded, Horō sits back and places one hand on either of her thighs. She smiles, but wanly.]

Well done. We have nearly solved the structural deficiency increasing our chances for complete obliteration. I think, with this, we can avoid complete obliteration. [There's a long pause where it seems like she might go back to work, except she's still looking ahead, her jade eyes unblinking, instead of bowing her head back over the recording device. She's gone and made it awkward.]

May we please celebrate with a break? I am positively famished.

c.

[She's here to help with the testing, whatever shape that takes. The finned suit seems most problematic to her as a Slayer who needs a substantial base to set up and trigger her attacks.

For now, though, Horō is sidetracked by the blueprints themselves. The helmet to Suit B sits at her right elbow while she marks down a list of materials, mostly alloys and natural resources. A second column hosts a much sparser list of living organism body parts, and is much shorter.]

Some of this feels very familiar to me. [She sounds perplexed and even a little distressed by the revelation, as if she's scratching the itch of a memory that won't completely manifest. The science feels familiar to her, but not intimately so. After all, she knows that she is a warrior, not technologically inclined. So why...?

How strange.]

Excuse me. You spend a lot of time in this place, correct? [Whether this person does or not, she's making that assumption. They're both in the lab, together, so she's drawing what seems to be an obvious conclusion.] Can you tell me: Where do I recognize this from?

f.

Everything looks delicious. I can't wait to eat it.

[The Farmville maintenance has been carried out dutifully. Horō's basket is completely loaded, but she doesn't seem to have much trouble carrying it. In fact, she's already lifted an apple from it. The fruit sports a singular, perfectly shaped bite and peeks out from between her knuckles as she drops her parcel unceremoniously down.

Holding the apple to her mouth thoughtfully without taking a bite, Horō stares down at the bounty, blinking at even intervals. She waits, for intervention or some command or some hidden cooking knowledge to helpfully manifest for her.

Then she lets out a small gasp.]

...I have never cooked before.

[What an anticlimax.]

A

[potentite]

[Blue hair is really hot. If only the rest of her was blue. Wait no he needs to calm himself in the presence of such a worldly lady!]

Gee willikers, one less apocalypse is something I am down for!

[He stretches because it's all in a day's work before handing her a plate of orange slices.]

You have an enchanting way with words. I'm stricken by your classy vocabulary.

Wayward Vagabond | Homestuck

[democracies]

D
[What a nice island. Sure there's the whole work thing, WV worked on that, for a time. Until he found some supplies on the old farm that would be just perfect for doing a little construction work.

Specifically of the sandcastle variety. Small hand tools meant for gardening and farming can easily be re-purposed to make a sandcastle village. It's getting pretty elaborate too, already having worked on it for hours. They started off as your average cylindrical sand piles made from tipped over buckets and pots, but this carapace takes pride in his work and intends to give the people of his town a good, safe, beautiful place to live. One by one they get their own little details, maybe designs built in or scratched in, maybe some little rocks, leaves or sticks can help out. It's very delicate work and everything has its proper place that only a true visionary can see.]

F
The farming part, bring that back.

[He was good at that part, he knew what he was doing there. But this human food? Fish? What's going on?? Vegetables are good enough on their own, why can't they be satisfied with that??

Unless-]

What makes cookies?

d

[parodeity]

[ dave 100% just abandons his attempt at working on this mission thing the second he find the mayor setting up a floater island cantown to be honest. as the Official knight of time of can town or...whatever his title is...he obviously has some way more important duties to see to than, like. exploring and gathering supplies and shit.

he's very casually adding in an arts district because the can citizens totally have to go see can movies. maybe he should film some??? he has his phone he could get all indie on this. ]

Shit, we should totally put in some more rec areas. Do you want a park, man? The park should have like a ball pit or something have you ever seen one of those I dunno if you have but we should def put one in because they're great. We can use pebbles for 'em?

[ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ because dave will never chill about his adoration for the mayor he says this all super affectionately

dave stop

(never) ]

selkie | fire emblem fates

[playtimed]

a: we're going to be here forever

[ look, listen. selkie knows it's necessary for someone to think things up. the army has people who think plans up, what to do, where to go, yada yada. selkie is not one of those people and has no desire to be. but ursula ordered her and someone else unfortunate to sit here and think of things.

selkie is. so bored. she is laying on her back with her legs in the air against a wall. ]

We need more missions... about how to play in the sea!

[ you will never get to leave welcome to hell ]

b: let's just swim

Let's just swim back to base, it can't be that far!

[ it is that far she is just. not about being cooped up in broken machine thing that is supposed to be working, but for whatever unknown reason (to her. anyone else probably knows but she doesn't get it and doesn't care enough to try.) it doesn't work now. this is the opposite of fun. ]

Unless you have games to play while we wait.

d: pretends to work

[ it's not unusual to find selkie doing something baffling to some degree, so maybe you're not surprised to find her on her hands and knees growling intensely, bushy fox tail swishing. what'd you find, lassie? is timmy stuck in a well again??

no, it's just a light frog refusing to react. selkie doesn't seem to be angry growling so much as trying to get it to Do Something, Damn It. play with her, stupid frog!!

do you really want to deal with this. ]

f: eating counts as harvesting, right

[ while selkie prefers her food to have at some point been breathing, she is tired enough of fish to be all right with some fruits.

she has an almost half-full basket at her feet but instead of collecting more she seems to just be... eating an apple in the middle of farmville. instead of being concerned with stealing or being rude, she just smiles broadly when someone approaches. ]

Hey, catch! [ throws an apple at you. this is Helping, right. ]

d

[naptimed]

[ no...but what choice does he have, here... ]

...Selkie. I don't think playing with the hallucinogenic frogs is a great idea.

Yuri Lowell | Tales of Vesperia

[vigilantims]

[ B. ]
What a pain in the ass.

[ Yuri's lost. He isn't surprised.

It was only a matter of time before his luck caught up with him. Which really, didn't take long at all. All it took was one wrong turn before the communication device went down. It's getting near dark and Yuri sure as hell doesn't remember the way back in this sea. He could risk trying to swim back, but without knowing where he's going he might as well be a meal for whatever kind of marine life lingers in the night.

Well, on the bright side at least he's not alone? So after a look around and a sigh he turns. ]

You wouldn't happen to know the way back, would you.

[ Please say yes because Yuri would rather not have to find some little cavern and hug for warmth. Think seaweed would make a good blanket? ]

[ E. ]
[ A mission onboard a seemingly haunted ship? Yuri'll take it. It wouldn't be the first haunted ship he's been on, after all. Nothing doesn't seem to make him jump. In fact, the moment he hears something in the distance he starts heading towards it. ]

Sounds like we have company.

[ Let's go check it out what's the worst that can happen. ]

[ F. ]

[ Tending and harvesting the crops all day was a hard day's work (give or take a few naps inbetween), but it's better than trying to help out robotics with their suits. Since Yuri didn't know a damn thing about robots he was normally used a test dummy. At least fruit was a nice change of pace, and in the end he's able to cook with what he's harvested.

That he can do.

It doesn't take him long to wash up the fruit and slice them. There's... not a lot of variety here, but perhaps a fish dinner with a nice fruit dessert will suffice for everyone. It's an odd combination, sure, but he has a few ideas up his sleeve to make it work out. Orange works well with fish, for one.

If anyone comes in he give a quick glance before he turns back to his food. ]

Here to eat? It'll just be a few more moments so you can wait right there.

[ Hopefully this fruit will help after having fish for so long. ]

f

[splinten]

[Dirk smells something. It is a smell he is only just becoming familiar with in its truest, purest form. A citrus tang.

The smell of oranges.]

Sure thing.

[He says that. And his expression and voice are impassive. And yet, somehow, it feels as if the eyes behind those shades are glued on the orange ahead.]

Lymle | Star Ocean: The Last Hope

[lostandhound]

B

[Stranded...maybe she should have listened when they told her not to go too far. Lymle isn't the strongest swimmer, and going out as far as she did just to prove she could probably wasn't the smartest idea...and now she can't even ask for help! Ursie isn't responding, and nobody else seems to be either...

On top of that it's starting to get dark too. She's fancies herself as being very brave! But...being underwater in the dark is kind of scary. She can't use her symbology to defend herself, she's very slow, she can't summon her doggie...what if something big catches her? So she decides to stay put for now. At least while she can't use her symbols under water, they sure come in handy for something like this! Because she can start a fire and keep warm, and maybe someone passing by or stranded too will see it and come join her!

Or, you know...rescue her. She wouldn't mind being rescued either.]

C

This one's kinda weird...

[She's referring to that fabulous third option. You know, the one that looks less like a suit and more like some kind of underwater mecha. And she's talking from inside it, looking around at all the robotic pieces and bits and not really understanding any of it. She's supposed to be testing this suit out right? Someone had to help her get it out into the ocean itself, but now she's supposed to be doing things with it on her own so...let's just...give it a try!! Come on Mr. Suit time to get you moving!]

Wh-whoa...

[Moving apparently meaning tripping after a few steps and falling over backwards. At least the water helps make it a fairly soft landing but...how...does...she get back up? After pointlessly moving the legs and wiggling the arms, she gives up, looking at whoever accompanied her (because she's six so someone better have.)]

Did I break it?

F

[Cooking is probably out of the question with her, but harvesting? That's something she can accomplish! The basket nearby has a few fruits in it already and Lymle is doing her best to pick only the freshest looking ones available. Sometimes, if someone else comes by, she'll hold one up for inspection.]

Is this one okay?

[She also seems to be enjoying the ability to pick fruits out of trees. She can just swim to get them! Out here, she isn't too short to do anything! It's a pretty great freedom and someone doesn't stop her she might just pick all of the tree-grown fruit just because she can...]

c

[parodeity]

Nah, I'm pretty sure that thing is just as hard to maneuver as fuck. [ unfortunately while dave is here to #supervise (who let him do this) the child he is not so great at supervising his own language so. sorry lymle. he will never stop himself swearing around you very regularly since he just kind of is used to that.

he swims closer to try to start getting the mecha up. ]

I think it might be a liiiiiiiittle less useful than the other ones 'cause of it - the mermaid suit might be the easiest to get around? Anyway even if you broke it no one would care too much. Dirk could fix it easy I think.

Dr. Alphys | Undertale | oh god plz be gentle

[ex_trashcannot44]

B) Stranded the anime;

[ Oh, dear.

Being a technological genius only goes so far when theres, you know, no power to that technology. There are no other resources to exploit to get it working, either, so she supposes they're just stuck here until someone comes to save them? If someone comes to save them. Alphys wouldn't blame anyone for leaving her out here. She sort of deserves this, especially if this is just some sort of divine punishment for her wrong-doings.

She sweats and wrings her tiny hands together nervously. She's tried to get the vehicle up and running, for your sake at the very least, but to no avail. ]

S-sorry about this. We uhm, might be down a while? If not, uhm. F-for good.

[ Just let the sweet embrace of darkness take you, my friend. She's the worst and she's sorry. ]

D) Camping the anime;

[ Alphys is absolutely off in a dark corner of the campsite somewhere, desperately trying not to get too involved, here. Being around so many people makes her so nervous. If only they were all 2-D characters instead of actual, live people, then she would definitely be able to handle this better.

Alas, they are all very real people who are totally judging her, no doubt. Which is fine, because there is no doubt in her mind that she deserves everything she gets in life.

The guilt is strong with this one. Be her friend? Coax her out of her shell and make her enjoy herself without feeling awful for it, for once?

Or just talk to her about anime, either/or. ]

G) Choose your own adventure the anime in IMAX in 3-D starring Alphys, Miss Nervousaurus Rex herself;

[ Alphys really wishes the human world had giants robots and swords. Maybe they could make this world more like an anime? This world is theirs to conquer and cultivate, is it not?

Let's do this thing. Approach her anytime, anywhere, just be ready to endure her fangirling because hell yeah, she is all kinds of daydreaming about Mew Mews and kssing robots, no matter what she's up to. ]

d and i am so sorry

[alienates]

[ unfortunately for alphys, karkat is not a 2d person (i mean technically he is but that's a little too meta). despite this character flaw, he approaches her because someone sent him over to ask if she wanted anything to eat. it took ten minutes after this request was made for karkat to actually do the whole walking over to alphys part, since he argued with the person over why they couldn't do it instead.

eventually, though, karkat actually makes his way over to the scientist and taps her on the shoulder. ]

Hey you... whatever you are. Why the fuck are you all the way over here?

CAESAR | OZMAFIA!!

[blooddrop]

A. I DON’T KNOW
[ The long-haired man lays on one of the beds, leaning on the bed rest. His yellow eyes look at you, and he lets out an exasperated sigh. ]

Hey, you.

[ Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Caesar abruptly sits up, not breaking away from eye contact. Expectation weighs heavily to his voice, a strong sense of entitlement edging through. ]

Why haven’t you come up with any ideas yet?

B. THE LOST & THE FOUND
[ Needless to say, Caesar is not a dog man with an abundance of affection for water. His stay in Iniidae has so far has been a pain in the ass, and that was a mild assessment of the situation. Even he knew that he’d have to help this planet become something manageable…

Still, he was having a difficult time focusing on the mission at hand, not really being much for ‘teamwork’ that wasn’t the equivalent of him being in charge with no questions asked.

First trying to practice patience by seeking shelter, he gives up on that idea roughly ten minutes in. ]

You can stay here. I’m leaving.

[ Someone stop him. Or, feel free to join Mr. Reckless in being Reckless over here. ]

D. WORST COOKS IN SUBNAUTICA
[ Leaning over a roaring campfire, he’s recently been taught the art of making s’mores.

A novice at the art rather than an automatic master, Caesar’s first attempt at smores have turned out with his substitute marshmellow having a healthy black sear. He won’t admit failure, however. ]

What are you looking at? They're fine.

… I like them cooked this way.

[ Then he takes his bite and his face instantly turns red. ]

d

[demoiselled]

Is it 'cause the inside is super gooey? I like them really smooshy too!

[ whatever, elise isn't going to judge. she's pretty new to the concept of marshmallows too but she is All Aboard the marshmallow express and has tried them pretty much every way.

though she peels off the charred skin when she does what he just did... ]

Buuuuut it tastes even better without the skin like that! You should try just eating the insides. Like a vampire!

Andrew Minyard | All For the Game

[ninepercent]

c;

[Or, instead of doing anything that might be seen by others as useful, Andrew can watch the brave souls testing out the new suits from a distance with seeming apathy. Notepad and pen in hand he scribbles down scores from one to ten and holds them up in view of the suits whenever someone makes a particularly fantastic mistake.

Someone loses control of their suit leading to them smacking up against the side of the base with quite a bit of force. Head first. Andrew holds up a note with the number 6.5 printed on it.

...The .5 because the head shot looked like it hurt.]

d;

[After being at sea for so many weeks it feels good to be back on solid ground that isn't inside the base. The island at least has more room to move around, something Andrew is mutely grateful for. Personal space is important to him and greatly lacking at the base.

What would make this mission even better though is if he didn't have an especially stupid Birdog dogging his every step. It must have a death wish. He's tried shooing it, telling it to fuck off, and even threw some food at it, but it all seems to encourage the animal more.

He stares down at it, staring blankly into its large, dopey eyes.]

You remind me of someone who is as equally stubborn and stupid as you are. [And yet, despite the displeasure of his words they seem to lack any heat whatsoever.]

e;

[The skeletons and overall creepy atmosphere of the Aurora don't seem to have much effect on Andrew. He moves through the rooms, only sparing the remains a glance before moving on.

He locates things of value with quick efficiency, looting the place of whatever useful medical supplies and decent video games he comes across. When he hears an eerie noise coming from a the next room over, he glances over at his mission mates, making sure everyone is accounted for. It's not coming from any of them.

His bored glance falls on the person nearest to him and he gives a slight nod.]

Go check on that.

[Not quite an order but it doesn't leave much room for questions either.]

d

[transited]

[ neil had been walking over to the small, abandoned base when he spotted andrew and his... new friend. he was originally going to immediately walk over, except then andrew began his various attempt on getting the birdog to go away.

a couple of minutes later, neil is now still watching, while trying very hard to stop grinning. it isn't until that comment about the someone equally as stubborn and stupid (well, gee, who the hell can andrew be referring to there?) that neil finally walks down to his teammate.

he's still debating on whether to help or not. ]

Did you find us a new mascot?