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[The feed turns on to show Knives Chau (18 years old) staring right into the camera lens with those big ole brown eyes of hers. Judging by wide her eyes are and how strained her smile is, she's trying her best to look like she's not a total panicking mess right now. Because she's not. She's calm, collected, and totally cool like Envy Adams would be if she found herself in a freaky situation like this.

Totally.

Oh man....This is even more nerve-wracking than her first day of college. ]

HI! I'M KNIVES CHAU!

[Oh god, has her voice always sounded this high-pitched and loud? At she thinks it sounds pretty high-pitched and loud. What do other people think? Oh god. She must sound like one of those cartoon chipmunks to them. Oh god. Oh god. People are going to think she's totally lame and annoying now. Oh god. Gotta fix this and stay cool. AHHHHHHHH.

It's nice to meet you all. You all seem really...cool? [CRAP. THAT WASN'T SUPPOSE TO SOUND LIKE A QUESTION.]

I mean, even though I haven't met all of you guys, I bet most of you are pretty cool and not blood-thirsty aliens who want to probe my brain and eat my skin and whatever! Ha ha ha ha....

Um. So anyways, can someone explain to me what's going on here exactly? I, like, already know the basics, but it still doesn't really make sense to me. This is the kind of stuff that only happens in movies, not real life. Like I don't know how I got here or why I'm even here in the first place. I don't even know. And—

OH. MY. GOD! [Cover your ears, Facility. She did just scream that. Very loudly. Cue the hair grabbing and freaking out-ing.]

I haven't even taken my finals at UBC yet! What if I flunk out?! My parents are totally going to kill me!!!

...My life is officially over....

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I'll eat your brains.

[Evil grin.

Libby you are the worst.]

Edited 2012-07-12 02:05 (UTC)

[OMG.]

Dude.

[EW.]

That's, like, super gross.

Oh, come on.

Not actually.

[ my, what an energetic young lady. ]

Good evening, Miss Chau. [ interesting name, too. ] I'm sure you've already heard the basic premise of the Tranquility, traveling through space, so on and so forth?

[Oh. Duh.]

Pfft. I totally knew that. [She totally didn't.]

You don't really look like a brain eater. Not that I actually know any personally. Just from movies and T.V. shows.

Yeah, someone has already filled me in on that stuff. I still don't understand any of it though!

Why are all of us even here? How did we even get here in the first place?

Excellent questions, but I'm afraid the answers aren't known for sure. Theories go that we were brought aboard to replace the crew that previously went missing, if I remember correctly.

Dumbass.

[Libby flashes teeth.]

Anyone would eat brains. Zombies, obvious?

Jerk.

[She glares at her. No need to throw that shade on her, man. That's totes rude. :| ]

I know about zombies and their totally nasty eating habits. And if there's a dude who likes to eat brains but who isn't a zombie, then that would be one way messed up dude.

[...] There's no one like that on the ship, right?

[ what in the world. ]

Take a deep breath.

On the morbid flipside, there's a chance we'll all die up here so your parents won't get a chance to kill you.

Dude.

Calm down.

[Someone get this girl something.]

That's...totally creepy.

[She shudders.]

I'm guessing that no one knows what happen to the previous crew either, huh?

[ Brendan winces at the level of her voice--practically no one in his world has that same volume level--but he turns the audio on. ]

Panicking isn't going to make this any better, dollface. Try to calm down, and then we can actually shoot the shat.

[Knives Chau. that's what.

after a few more seconds of spazzing out, she finally takes a deep breath.]

Okay. I think I'm okay-ish now.

Things just totally suck, you know?

[Knives Chau? Sure does sound like a codename from her word, though she - wouldn't know what the hell the Chau part is for.]

So you specialize in fighting with knives? Eeheehee?

[She tilts her head sideways, trying to imagine the girl as some knife fiend. Well, she had seen more unlikely looking soldiers, she supposed.

Shrugging it off, she then gives a small smile as she attempts a joke.]

At the very least, I'm not a blood-thirsty alien until I get into my Octopus suit, heheh! But - ah - I don't have it right now.

[A really awkward joke, that is.]

I don't know. Probably, this place is fucked.

[Gee, what an optimist.]

And I am a jerk. Top marks.

Wow. That's, like, totally depressing way of looking at things.

[a beat] But considering how my dad's brain was replaced by purely mechanical engine of revenge, maybe dying here won't be that sucky.

[Yeah, like a college degree. That way her parents won't kill her and not think she's wasting her life like no good delinquent.

Or a paper bag she could breathe into. That would work to.]

I'm trying! Sorry, I can't help but totally freak out right now.

Whoa, whoa, hold on there! Calm down. I'm sure there are more concerning things at the moment. [A small chuckle. Ahah, calm down, young thing.]

I know! I know! I just——I just...Give me a sec.

[she takes a deep breath. think calm and cool. think like Envy Adams. she wouldn't be scared. she'd be totally zen instead.]

Okay. I'm calm now. Sorry for freaking out and stuff.

...This really sucks.

[this ship is a whole mess of suck. full of debbie downers and cannibals. why couldn't she just wake up in a nice strange place instead? Like her dorm room or Sneaky Dee's?]

At least you're aware of it, dude. [She rolls her eyes.]

So jerky-jerk, do you know what's going on?

[LOLNOPE. That's her real name. Blame her weapon-obsessed dad.]

Yeah, I'm pretty good with them. I learned how when I was a little kid.

[oh. that joke. awk.]

Um, hahaha? That's funny?

[not going to lie, but she's kinda freaked out right now.]

[DON'T TELL HER WHAT TO DO!!!]

UGH. Everyone is telling me to calm down and I'm trying. But this is, like, my future we're talking about here!

It's really hard to calm down!

Uh, yeah, heehee...

[She tries to shrug off the awkwardness of it all, moving on to the more interesting topic.]

So are you some sort of soldier? [She leans her head over, nesting it on a hand.] I don't think I've heard of any UBC group though.

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