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[personal profile] flunkingspanish
[Posted before the Fauxbellion begins]

anyone interested in playing capture-the-hub with me? it'd be a worthwhile point of conflict for some of us squishier types. only three rules: nothing lethal, let the medics through, and don't do stupid crap that gets you killed!
[identity profile] cabbage-butt.livejournal.com
This is Brainiac 5 speaking.

This is a notice to those who have spent the last few weeks searching for myself and my fellow captive.

I simply want to inform you that your services are no longer required.
[identity profile] flunkingspanish.livejournal.com
[[OOC: Bendytimed to post-Melting Clock]]

In honor of the following events:

People are back to being the ages they should be,
People have succeeded in getting other people back to the ages they should be,
People succeeding in various other missions,
Stacy gaining some self-control (insert rimshot sound effect here),
And the fact that we’re still alive (or at least undead in the case of some people)

The Have Some Freakin’ Fun Department is proud to present: A Party!

Whenever you’re free from whatever you’re currently doing, come on down to the City. Cover charge is currently “Helping Kang Carry Stuff From The Tavern” and will continue to be until all the stuff has been brought to the Party Location (please see the map included in this message that shows both places). Alternate cover charge is “Willing To Chaperone”, as per the captain’s ruling – downside is “no drinking”, upside is that partiers have to Respect Your Authority. Also, if you helped make the movie projector or the sound system, that can be your cover charge as well.

We’ve got movies, music, drinks, and opportunity, so let’s get this party started!

[map.jpg]

[Locked to Claire and Sherry]
P.S. you two are excused from the other cover charges if you promise to try and get the captain to come play.

[Open]

Feb. 5th, 2011 10:47 am
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[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord
Okay, will of the ship in general is obvious and stupid: peace and love, even with the Ohm.

Anyone who actually cares about beating the Ohm and getting their world back, drop me a line. We're gonna have to figure out how to do it by ourselves.
[identity profile] puny-parker.livejournal.com
Ladies and Gentlemen I, Peter Parker...

Am not running for office. Actually, I'm just starting a Nerf War in the Sensoriums. Who else wants in?
[identity profile] purep4zaak.livejournal.com
So, what's there to actually do around here? Aside from the creepy imagination rooms. I'd rather not have this thing poking around in my head. Makes me feel like a lab animal.
[identity profile] killsfengshui.livejournal.com
Right. This is Mei-Xing, kids. I've got some important news.

I was in the middle of exorcising a pretty nasty spirit from one of our crewmembers when Wondernuts, the self-proclaimed Son of Satan, decided to try and set me on fire.

So now we have a malicious spirit on board, and it's probably gonna try to kill me through a few of you guys.

Just figured you'd like to know.
[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com
Tana Moon's here. My old girlfriend. She's alive. She's here.

So I need to ask a favor, and one she'll kick me in the nards for if she finds out I'm being this protective, so don't tell her. If I'm not around, can you guys just help keep an eye out for her? The ship can be dangerous sometimes.

I'm trying to give her some space, since she'll find a way to clock me one if I don't, but I'm still fighting the urge to hover around her protectively 24/7.
[identity profile] supersonicracer.livejournal.com
Okay, guys, quick question.

What's a hedgehog gotta do for some excitement around here? Seriously, it's like most of the ship is locked out, I've already raced across most of the City and half of the stuff offered here is either not my cuppa or locked out.

I'm always up for an adventure, but I don't like it when the adventure stalls!
[identity profile] ghost-bait.livejournal.com
«AAAAaaaaaaaaaHAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!»

[OOC:As per this thread, Miku has been badtouched by BZ. As it 'night' on the ship at that time, it has probably woken you up. GOOD MORNING, MEATSHIP. :D]
[identity profile] belongstoydna.livejournal.com
This is a bit hard for me to say. Mainly, 'cause I'm pretty sure half you people will think it's ridiculous, but I've been found out, and I don't really think there's going back now after breaking the rules so badly.

A little while ago, after I...woke up, so to speak, I introduced myself on this here network by the name of Bob McPlayskool. That was on a stolen comm-thingy--and I confess now that I did steal it, rather than find it. (It's been left for its owner in the hallway outside Obs Deck, by the way. My apologies, Mr. Helstrom). I always intended to give it back, but I couldn't reach the new ones without getting seen.

The truth is, Bob McPlayskool isn't my name. I made that up, which was pretty obvious to some of you.

See the thing is, I'm not human. Or an alien. Or a robot. Or anything it makes any sense that it can think and talk. I'm hoping by now everyone's just used to weirdness on the ship, but even if you are, this might still be a little strange for some of you, which is why I didn't just introduce myself before.

The fact of the matter is I'm a toy.

As in, yes, a child's plaything. A cowboy doll, to be specific. I am, in fact, the toy that Komali's been playing with for a while. I think like you big people do, I can move, I can talk--it's just usually I only do those things when people aren't looking. It's something of a rule with my kind, mainly 'cause of the possible consequences of big people finding out we're alive.

Except I got caught. I'm not exactly used to being on the lookout for cameras and motion sensors.

I suppose the rest is up to you folks. I honestly don't know what's next. Not a one of my kind has talked to people before like this and just acted like a person. I really don't know what I'm even doing here, other than breaking pretty much the most important rules toys even have, but I don't think I can get away with hiding anymore. People on the ship are too sharp. And I'm tired of being on the edges, not knowing what's going on.

So, now all I really can do now is just introduce myself right and proper.

Howdy, folks. My name is Woody.

movies

Aug. 14th, 2010 04:32 pm
[identity profile] runnerwithagun.livejournal.com
Does anyone have any good action movie suggestions for me to watch? Nothing like "Blades of Glory," please. Dancing on ice as a sport is stupid.
[identity profile] enter-aeneas.livejournal.com
Hello. I have a project for anyone that is capable.

While searching through some of my possessions, I found a package of rain locust eggs. Rain locusts were a type of large insect native to Walrum. Their adult form is mostly fat and complex sugars stored in the abdomen; they have no digestive systems, so they die several hours after emerging. The adults can be harvested and used for many different foods, but their eggs only hatch during a certain lunar cycle in wet loam, and their larvae are notorious for eating plant roots, especially ones that grow in moist soil (or following a heavy rain). The eggs, however, can be stored almost indefinitely until conditions are right, and only a small starting colony is required to establish the species in an area.

I would like to put these eggs to good use. If someone could figure out how to simulate the conditions required for the rain locusts to continue their cycle in a controlled manner, I would be very grateful.

Many thanks,

Aeneas
[identity profile] crysteel-future.livejournal.com

Hey, ho, you two.

I was thinking that with all the serious business happening, we could use something light and fun. Which is why I propose that we play a rousing set of vid-games.

What do you two think?

[identity profile] mynameis-jake.livejournal.com
My name is Jake. I'm here to tell you that there is a Yeerk among you. His name is Iniss 335, and his host is Tom Berenson. My brother.

I'm new to this ship, but not to the war against the Yeerk invasion. I'm told that some of you are sympathetic to the Yeerks, that you pity them, and I understand.

I'm not going to tell you that you're wrong. I can't make that call for you. But you know what the Yeerks are. You know how they control a host so completely, so perfectly, that you can't tell who around you is free and who's helpless in his own mind. The one you don't know is Tom, who has been imprisoned for more than three years. Imagine being unable to move a single muscle, voice a single thought, imagine your body a tool for your captor, used to enslave everyone you care about. Imagine that your thoughts are no longer your own, that someone else can rifle through them at will, and does: uses your knowledge to fool your friends, find their weaknesses, and your every fantasy to shame you.

I know that my brother is strong, but I also know that he is suffering, and I would like that suffering to stop. If you still feel that all creatures have a right to live as they choose, then so be it. But I hope you won't mistake Iniss for the victim here.

If you see Tom, I would appreciate any information.
[identity profile] shes-intense.livejournal.com
Hey there guys!

So Jaime and I appear to have achieved freedom from the clutches of GLaDoS. We are sadly without cake, but I'm all about pie anyway so no big loss. Unless we're counting time in which case I'm pretty sure we've lost a ton.

Paco, if you're there, this duo needs to be a trio, pronto. Either you come to us or we'll come to you, but either way there had better be hugs.
[identity profile] sithhavecooties.livejournal.com
Quick, if you don’t respond to this message, the whole ship will explode!















Okay, just kidding, but this is still important. I’m looking to put together some information on the crew, and I can’t do it without you pitching in.



Your answers are critical! Yes, even the last one.
[identity profile] flunkingspanish.livejournal.com
now that i have napped and eaten, it is time for fun!

i'm in the sensoriums. come one, come all!
[identity profile] flunkingspanish.livejournal.com
i haaaaaaaaaaaaate glados. hate hate hate hate hate.

also, now that i'm back, who wants to join me and the rest of the Have Some Freaking Fun team in having some freaking fun?

p.s. allen? the arm rox0rs my boxers. 2 thumbs way, way up.
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[personal profile] withanethel
I've been hearing a few people throwing around the word "election". What exactly is that supposed to mean?

Oh, and... anyone I talked to the other day when I first woke up? Sorry about that. I guess it takes a while to adjust to all of this.


((OOC: Œthel cheats the lying system online. Okay, everyone in her world does it, really. Half of it's due to threaded commenting and half of it's due to being able to just mutter lies out loud when you get to that point in your cycle.

Which does mean that if anyone wanders across her while she's using the Omnicomm, she can be heard muttering things like "Two plus two is five" under her breath.))

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