Thomas McNair
11 February 2013 @ 11:53 am
[Allison had shown him a few tricks with cellphones back home, so Tom had a basic idea on how this communicator might work, but he's far from proficient.

He leans in close and his voice is raised while he speaks slowly]


Hello. I am Tom McNair. I am new an--

[The communicator falls from his hands and for a moment there's a dizzying sight of legs and then feet as it lands on the floor]

Oi! Sorry! Sorry!

[He picks it back up and looks a bit worried that maybe he hurt the thing, or those watching. This time he's speaking more like normal Tom, but he's still slightly nervous]

I wanted to talk to people. I don't have a lot to say but I figured if we all have to be together then we should try and be friends. So, if you wanna talk and be friends we can do that. Or if you don't wanna talk, but still be friends we can do that too.

Okay. Bye.
 
 
Mordred
11 February 2013 @ 12:02 pm
[The feed flickers on and there is a rather nasty sound from the other end, as the cell phone is dropped. Mordred picks it up, turns it about and examines it closely, uncertain of the way it looks and the strange things it does.]

I’ve been told I may use this as a form of communication, but I fear I may have been tricked. I just talk into it?

[It wouldn’t be anything new after all, Mordred was teased by the Knights back in Camelot frequently! Unfortunately, he doesn’t pick up this technology like he should, and instead continues to look at it strangely, even as he speaks into the little object. He looks around, letting out a sigh as he stops moving.]

I'm told we're rather stuck in this place, I've accepted that, but I keep finding myself unable to get back to where I started. I turn one corner and it leads somewhere I've never been before. How does one manage a place like this?

[ This means that Mordred is lost. He doesn't like to admit it, but he's been wandering for a while now and all of it starts to look the same to someone used to Camelot. ]

I suppose I must be missing something. Perhaps someone else has insights?
 
 
weѕley gooвer
11 February 2013 @ 08:03 pm
shooting lessons. i've offered them up before, but now they're a more permanent deal

every third day (ship-wide disasters aside) at the range. turn up if you want to learn. fuck off if you're planning to screw around


[locked to stilinski's&mccall;]

[edit: locked individually to each person following the talk with stiles]

the offer goes out to the three of you first. complete with hand to hand training

take it if you want


[locked to hale, d;]

think your uncle would be up for getting involved?
 
 
ʀᴇɢɪɴᴀ ᴍɪʟʟs ♕ ᴛʜᴇ (ᴇᴠɪʟ) ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ
11 February 2013 @ 08:10 pm
Once upon a time in a faraway spaceship.

Do continue the tale according to your own imagination and while you think, however long that will take -

What do you know of magic? aside for fairy dust and happily ever after.


[ this post is 95% sarcasm. ]
 
 
grandpa egbert juniordad
11 February 2013 @ 08:17 pm
Attention everybody ever!!!! I have some of the most exciting news.
Well its pretty gosh damned exciting to me.
This jump around i not only found two solid gold berettas and a computer coat but i found some things that are even more important.
Thats right when i opened up my locker a small collection of classic movies fell out.
:D 
Hot diggity shits this is precisely what i have been having a hankering for since i dont actually recall when but its sure been a good while since ive settled myself down to watch some real movies.

I figure since the ship is at a lull atm and no shipwide horrors are occurring we could take this moment to get acquainted over watching some cinemaflicks. I would like more friends.
The videos found are the following:
Gone with the wind.
E.t.
Frankenstein.
Casablanca.
The wizard of oz.
A fine collection if i can say so myself. All these items can fit in my puzzle modus so i will bring them all.

Anywhoo if you are interested in watching a movie you can meet up with me i will be in the rec room nearest to floor 8 in approximately thirty minutes.

locked to raven darkholme )