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ataraxion2012-07-09 01:01 am
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[ Upon arrival, the only thing he could really think about was her. Her. Where did she go? Who was she? How could he get in contact with her again? The jump and whole waking up in your underwear fiasco was enough to send him in a tizzy, but Jake's mind was still focused on one thing and one thing in particular... and that was finding her. Never mind the fact he was in a whole new scenario here and off his island he had grown up on and never even left. He felt exposed and unprepared, and one could say he was actually freaking out right now. Still disoriented from the jump, Jake seems to disregard everything else besides her. She was the very last thing he remembered, and he wasn't sure what was going on. A glimpse of her, then he wakes up here, still feeling sore from a match he had with his sparring partner where he "royally had his ass kicked." He sends out a text to anybody, anything, and makes it sound urgent. ]
Holy cheese and crackers! Where the blue blazes is this??
Ahoy there! Respond asap!! THIS IS AN URGENT MESSAGE TO ANY PERSONS WHO ARE RECEIVING. THOSE WHO HAVE EYES AND CAN SEE AND PROPERLY READ SHOULD CONTACT!! I dont mean to alarm anybody or anything who may read this so i beg of you to not get your knickers in a right bundle at my intense message but rather correspond to my plea!
IN CASE YOU HAVENT NOTICED WEVE BEEN KIDNAPPED! HOODWINKED BAMBOOZLED AND HIJACKED INTO SOME SPIELBURGESQUE VOYAGE INTO THE UNKNOWN!! As bloody ace and invigorating as it sounds forgive my botherations here whilst i send out an SOS to locate a certain person on this spaceship..
Right so here it goes! All im needing to know right now is if shes aboard this craft! The proper cerulean spider-chick undead damsel i was having a conversation with!
Well not exactly a conversation but we exchanged a smoldering glance at one another it couldnt have happened any more romantically than how it did. A picture-esque smashing blockbuster hit. Im near certain we were meant to be together like peas and peaches.
IF YOU ARE HER I WOULD SIMPLY LIKE TO APOLOGIZE GREATLY FOR MY DUMBFOUNDED EXPRESSION AND LACK OF WORDS TO CONVEY. I am typically quite the dashing chatterbox so pardon and excuse my mess!
Phew.
*Gently withdrawals a kerchief to*
Aw jeeze louise. They took my handkerchief too. Dag nabit.
How the devilfucking dickens do you properly operate such a queer device here??
[ As odd as it is, Jake doesn't question where any of his friends are or anything else. He seems rather intent on finding whoever it is he is looking for... even more so than asking where he is and how to get back home.
He's fiddling around with the communicator, turning it on for a moment. We see the carrier appears to be tanned and in his late teens with dark hair, and his face is bruised and swollen in some areas. It especially looks like the side of his mouth is busted. It statics and goes out after he swears a bit, but that's all we see.]
Holy cheese and crackers! Where the blue blazes is this??
Ahoy there! Respond asap!! THIS IS AN URGENT MESSAGE TO ANY PERSONS WHO ARE RECEIVING. THOSE WHO HAVE EYES AND CAN SEE AND PROPERLY READ SHOULD CONTACT!! I dont mean to alarm anybody or anything who may read this so i beg of you to not get your knickers in a right bundle at my intense message but rather correspond to my plea!
IN CASE YOU HAVENT NOTICED WEVE BEEN KIDNAPPED! HOODWINKED BAMBOOZLED AND HIJACKED INTO SOME SPIELBURGESQUE VOYAGE INTO THE UNKNOWN!! As bloody ace and invigorating as it sounds forgive my botherations here whilst i send out an SOS to locate a certain person on this spaceship..
Right so here it goes! All im needing to know right now is if shes aboard this craft! The proper cerulean spider-chick undead damsel i was having a conversation with!
Well not exactly a conversation but we exchanged a smoldering glance at one another it couldnt have happened any more romantically than how it did. A picture-esque smashing blockbuster hit. Im near certain we were meant to be together like peas and peaches.
IF YOU ARE HER I WOULD SIMPLY LIKE TO APOLOGIZE GREATLY FOR MY DUMBFOUNDED EXPRESSION AND LACK OF WORDS TO CONVEY. I am typically quite the dashing chatterbox so pardon and excuse my mess!
Phew.
*Gently withdrawals a kerchief to*
Aw jeeze louise. They took my handkerchief too. Dag nabit.
How the devilfucking dickens do you properly operate such a queer device here??
[ As odd as it is, Jake doesn't question where any of his friends are or anything else. He seems rather intent on finding whoever it is he is looking for... even more so than asking where he is and how to get back home.
He's fiddling around with the communicator, turning it on for a moment. We see the carrier appears to be tanned and in his late teens with dark hair, and his face is bruised and swollen in some areas. It especially looks like the side of his mouth is busted. It statics and goes out after he swears a bit, but that's all we see.]
2.2
I'm not ready for extraterrestrial life to lay eggs in my stomach!!
SHIT. I ain't ready for this!
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The 008 is the jump group you came in with. And we have a jump once a month, so. Yeah, about eight months. The other numbers, though, I'm pretty sure they're ran--
[ oh boy he's yelling oh he's freaking out uh um-! ]
No, no, nono! It's nothing like that! There's no eggs or anything, I think it's just an ID of sorts! It matches your room number and your locker number. I'm pretty sure it's as simple as that.
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Well, when I first arrived here I had just got my caboose royally whipped by--
[ A pause. ]
--I had nothing but a session of the fisticuffs with that pitiful hunk of metal and served his ass on a silver plate. When I passed out, I got a glimpse of this beautiful alien girl who sort of looked like she had arachnid like features but she also looked rather lifeless in the eyes.
[ Visibly swooning here. He touches the side of his face. ]
What a girl.
But! When I woke up, I found myself on this spaceship. I don't know if it happened that day or the captors have been saving my body in the condition it was in for years and YEARS or anything. And now I'm rather bumfuzzled as fuck over all of this, pardon my Français, m'lady.
I just figured these bruises were caused by Brobot. But I could be mistaken.
If so, to Brobot: Good show my fine chap. I tip my hat to you and your stealth mode that practically causes me to piss when I hear the slightest rustle in that damn jungle.
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... Consider your French pardoned.
[ there's a good start. ]
Could have been the ..Brobot, definitely. People show up with bumps and bruises all the time.
-- Fisticuffs, though. That's a fun word.
[ YES LET'S FOCUS ON THAT ]
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Brobot is a robot I received on my 13th birthday from my bestest friend! I think you mentioned that you know Dirk. He sent it to me through a transporter so I would have somebody to wrestle with considering there was nobody else I could ... fisticuff with on the island I grew up on. Hehehe.
Especially after Grandma died. We'd arm wrestle a lot.
Boy, she was rad.
I like fighting for sport. And movies. and movies with skulls in them.
And movies that are action packed with skulls in them?
Phew nelly.
But perhaps you are correct, Miss Raven. It could be caused from merely showing up here. I haven't the faintest.
Speaking of, do you know if there is any way off the spaceship?
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[ she's even rubbing her knuckles just from thinking about it. punching the bag hurts enough, she can't even-- ow. ]
And we don't have too many movies with skulls in them either. Rear Window! That was scary. Hitchcock? [ shiver ] I like Marilyn Monroe movies. That genre, y'know? It's silly, but. [ shrug ]
As for getting off the ship... There was one time a few people took a shuttle off the ship, but otherwise we don't-- really know how to get home. [ her voice gets quieter as she says it, because that's pretty heavy news, when she thinks about it. maybe something a friend should explain. but. well. she's willing to. ] I think it's being sorted out though, as best as they can anyway. The ship- I don't think the ship is in the best shape? It's safe to travel on and all that, but we can't contact anyone outside of the ship, and we can't control who stays and who leaves.
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Sure it did! It hurt like hell. But damn, aahhhh. The feeling of bloody knuckles is just so wonderful. Granted, it would have been better to have somebody else I could physically wrassle with opposed to a somebody programmed on the novice setting, but beggars cannot be choosers. Dirk was quite the ninnytwatter for putting him on novice setting when his pieces arrived.
[ Yeah. Jake isn't taking the blame for that.
His smile grows as he lets out a sigh. ]
Hearing you talk about all of those movies. Crikey. I really need my handkerchief.
[ He wiped at his brow a little. ]
How is it they were able to do that, though?
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[ hm. asking someone she just met to fight maybe isn't the best idea, if she hopes to become friends with him in the future, but it feels right to ask. he did mention he wanted to fight someone worth fighting, and she likes to think she's getting better at it. better than a novice, anyway. ]
And you would have to ask Captain Kirk about that, I didn't go with them. It was a while ago. But. Which shuttle they took, I'm really not sure, and how they got it to work I know even less about.
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S..Sparring--!? With you? Oh my god. I don't think I could do that, Miss Darkholme. You'd probably properly kick my ass. I wouldn't want to scar that beautiful blue complexion of yours either considering I can be quite the ruffian.
Oh, I'd feel awful. But, erm.
[ He clears his throat a little. ]
Don't completely think I am one hundred percent declining your suggestion.
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No, no, c'mon, it'll be fun. I heal up fast, there won't be any scars. And it's just sparring, so we can tape-up beforehand. Nothing to feel awful about. Just some training. Plus it'll be way easier for me to come up with a codename for you once i see how you fight.
I'm too curious now, ruffian. I wanna see what you got.