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[When the camera turns on, Marty's adjusting it before plopping down in a seat clumsily (grumbling 'fuckin' jelly legs' or something to that effect); he's got dust and oil on him, a little toil and trouble with the clean-up assistance he's been performing on the Tranquility (after pilfering a gun from the Scylla, of course). He's bone-tired and there's a bit of sweat on his brow, but in that weariness he finds temporary redirection from the shitty stuff. He's noticed, of course, people fighting plenty. People looking very tense and unhappy. The halls are even quieter, somehow. And he doesn't fuckin' like it, not one bit. Now, he's not particularly attached to this ship--duh, he's only been here a month and it's a horrible place on top of it--but like hell does he enjoy misery as company. That saying can just go shove it.

I mean, he's barely even smoking it up, lately. In fact, he's stone cold normal right now and empty-handed. They're just clasped in front of him as he leans into his knees.]

You know what I need? A break. A cigarette break, but with more words 'n shit. We've been working our asses off. Keep up the fantastic work, and all that jazz, but how about something else for a second? Juuust a second. I know we've all been stressed out, what with the pirates and the freaky-ass murdering specter captains and the--uh--ship clamped on us like a tumor. So just... Hey, I haven't--really indulged in the fact that we're all from every corner of time and space and universes and all that cool sci-fi stuff.

[He licks his lips as he considers what to say, hands motioning in front of him like he's trying to catch his own thoughts.]

You guys, we have all kinds of worlds on board! Tell me some cool shit about your world. Or about you. Whatever. Can I get some cool facts? Some jokes? Stories? Hell, it doesn't even have to be anything outside of good ol' planet Earth. Or even directed at me. No serious or traumatic stuff needed, just... stuff. Hell, if you're a connoisseur of movies or you have a thing for panda facts or you wanna tell a story about your crazy family reunions.

[He suddenly seems a little more excited, a little less tired, shifting in his seat.]

This entry is now Marty's Share Fair. I'm stuck on a funky space ship and all, so I might as well know more than the bleak stuff.

....

Just don't pull a TMI, okay? I'm sure everyone sees enough floppy nethers after each jump. We don't need to know anything about them other that the promise that you'll find a towel posthaste. Thank you in advance.

(ooc: threadjacking heavily encouraged! it'd be fun to have people find common interests or things to relate to, and I just wanted a kinda free-for-all for the S.S. Solemn Worrywarts)

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There's unrest on this ship, a lot of unhappy people. I'd say anyone of them could.

Worst case scenario they blow the ship in order to save us from ourselves.

You think I wouldn't do the exact same thing?

You wouldn't need anyone's help to blow up this ship, Pete.

[ He asked him about his nuclear ability before. This is just another way to try and get it out of him.

Of course it'd be true even without it. ]

[ He's not denying it. Even publicly. Not anymore. ] What's your point? Whole crowd of people trying to blow it up versus just me taking of it on my own.

Doesn't matter. Doesn't have any bearing on who the hell they'll listen to.

I'd say it matters. You haven't done it, after all.

Because there wouldn't be any point.

Come on. Like that's the only reason? Some part of you would feel guilty over the possibility that you were wrong.

Trust me, I know all about that guilt. 'Shall I blow up all these innocent people? Is that the right thing to do?'

[ Also a sore subject. ]

You're not the only one who knows what that feels like. And you managed to keep everyone else out of the crosshairs.

I was all packed up ready to leave, Pete.

[ What subjects aren't? ]

And it was never your decision. You couldn't have known that was how it happened.

But you didn't. Not that i'm about to absolve you of your guilt, you can hold on to that one for as long as you want.

[ Even so. ] You still don't have any idea what i'm talking about. That's not the only explosion i've ever taken part in, not that it even matters anymore.

[ Okay what. ]

It matters to me, but I still don't think it's such a great plan to talk about it here.

[ Protective mode, finally. But protecting whom? ]

You brought it up. Don't see how it's any worse than convincing me I need to start a revolution in public.

[ Because really, how is one any worse than the other. Ish. Not really. ]

no uh

[what is an infomercial]

we were at the forefront of cube and button-based testing

very advanced artificial intelligence etc etc

... Do they go through a crap ton of soldiers or what??

Oh--what, is it super top secret stuff?

I wanna learn about my neurotopography!!

... Huh.

At least it's probably good for fertilizer or something.

You're the earthy garden guy, right?

... That sounds decidedly less delicious than actual jerky.

But--maybe I can magic up some spices, make that crap taste less like crap. I know jack shit about 'em, but we all gotta start somewhere in the kitchen, right?

Yeah? Well, I'm not totally surprised, I guess...

I've seen zombies and werewolves and witches before I got here, so... super prepared for whatever crops up.

...

Thhhhat is a good step in the right direction. But it feels like it's missing some serious meat in the conversation. More about yourself would be a pretty good start?

yeah??

you didn't stop, did you??

[It sounds like you did, but that's depressing.]

that is confusing, tell her that Shit's confusing with a capital S

but no, i'm from earth, just normal old earth.

and 100% sober from any alcohol, marijuana, or any other substance that would royally fuck with you.

[Well he was high for some of it, but that's just his Obligatory Status. Thinking back on it leaves a sour taste in his mouth, and the next reply takes a minute longer than it probably should've.]

it's kinda too fucked up to believe but there were monsters under the ground, any monster you can think of probably.

I just said I can wait.

[His frown isn't particularly mean; it's just disapproving. He sets down the chess set and crosses his arms and gives a small nod - a clear signal of go.]

You have all those in your world, but not wizards? Are you any of those?

Yeah, I'm - [wait what] - Earthy?

That possible? Here I thought this ship was all bad. I think I'd feel a little less pissed about space pirates with that guy fightin' for our team.

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