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Hola, fellow captives of the USS Gigantitude. How's everybody feelin' tonight?
[Wichita, clearly, is feeling a little drunk. Except for the part where she's not actually that drunk at all, but there are some benefits to acting like she is. Mostly having to do with being underestimated, that sometimes people took pity on the girl that's just so distraught by her plight that she felt the need to run to the bottle. And people were less likely to take her too seriously, even when asking questions she actually wants answers to. Easier to appear a little vulnerable, too. Whatever.
Not the most creative way to introduce herself on this cellphone network thing, and getting drunk is likely not the smartest course of action when she has no freaking clue where she is or where her sister is or how she got here, but, what the hell. A drink is a drink, and she couldn't get her hands on anything better, so.]
I know it's called the Tranquility or whatever, but I like Gigantitude better. It's more fun to say. Also because it's giant. Anyway!
I'm looking for my sister. She's about yay tall and has long hair and she's really cute and I'm kind of lost without her? Soo. If anyone wants to help me find her I'd be forever grateful and all that.
By the way, I'm Wichita. Her name's Little Rock. Or she might be going by the name Hannah Montana. Could go either way. --she's twelve, don't you judge.
Also hey, listen, is anybody else from a time when Earth is completely shot to hell because of a virus? Call it Zombieland because it's all full of zombies? Not undead! Just sick. But everything kinda sucks because of it? I'm getting way over being the only jerk that's had to deal with zombies. CauseImean. How's that even fair? Lemme know, please. This is important mostly just for the sake of my own sanity which, ahaha, I'm already questioning since I'm here on a spaceship.
[She makes a face at the camera, takes another sip of booze, then cuts off the feed.]
[Wichita, clearly, is feeling a little drunk. Except for the part where she's not actually that drunk at all, but there are some benefits to acting like she is. Mostly having to do with being underestimated, that sometimes people took pity on the girl that's just so distraught by her plight that she felt the need to run to the bottle. And people were less likely to take her too seriously, even when asking questions she actually wants answers to. Easier to appear a little vulnerable, too. Whatever.
Not the most creative way to introduce herself on this cellphone network thing, and getting drunk is likely not the smartest course of action when she has no freaking clue where she is or where her sister is or how she got here, but, what the hell. A drink is a drink, and she couldn't get her hands on anything better, so.]
I know it's called the Tranquility or whatever, but I like Gigantitude better. It's more fun to say. Also because it's giant. Anyway!
I'm looking for my sister. She's about yay tall and has long hair and she's really cute and I'm kind of lost without her? Soo. If anyone wants to help me find her I'd be forever grateful and all that.
By the way, I'm Wichita. Her name's Little Rock. Or she might be going by the name Hannah Montana. Could go either way. --she's twelve, don't you judge.
Also hey, listen, is anybody else from a time when Earth is completely shot to hell because of a virus? Call it Zombieland because it's all full of zombies? Not undead! Just sick. But everything kinda sucks because of it? I'm getting way over being the only jerk that's had to deal with zombies. CauseImean. How's that even fair? Lemme know, please. This is important mostly just for the sake of my own sanity which, ahaha, I'm already questioning since I'm here on a spaceship.
[She makes a face at the camera, takes another sip of booze, then cuts off the feed.]
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everything was gone!! D:
my friends and i were playing a game to make a new universe and we were close to the end, but then we got sent here instead