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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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I'm the Department Head of Agriculture.

[Not something he usually stresses, or even bothers to mention, but hdu not take the gardens seriously, Marty. h d u]

Not - [hmph] - earthy garden guy. Or whatever.

[mumble grumble grumble grump]

But the second one sounds a lot more friendly and casual for the newbies. Admit it.

It sounds moronic.

Exactly. Which is why I'm officially using it instead of that other less moronic one.

It's how I roll.

You're - gonna sound like a moron on purpose.

[that. doesn't. compute.]

Why not? I'm part moron.

[it's totally logical ned sheesh]

Oh.

[Hear that? It's the sound of 596259608 assumptions clicking into place, and the end result is both something completely wrong and nothing he's going to bother bringing up.

Because thank fuck a moron who is okay with accepting his fate.]

Mm, yeah. I'm the garden - nation - then.

[Legitimate Marty thought: It was all fun and games until the garden nation attacked.]

Alright, garden nation manager. Got anything interesting to add to the sharing-and-caring?

Uh. The cool... shit?

[It's like he's never said the word "cool" before. Also how does a small talk.]

[Oh, Netherlands.

Marty laughs at that, warm and content and completely humored.]

The cool shit! [affirmed] Come on, what is it?

[Paaaause. He can't decide if something is funny or if Marty is just a giddy sort of high. But right, cool shit about his place.]

From home, mm. The Maeslantkering's kinda - [cool] - it's a storm surge barrier, keeps the ocean back. Keeps it from surging up the river, I mean. Flooding Rotterdam an' the port. One-a the biggest moving structures on Earth - [yup he's got that phrase memorized] - closes when a storm surge is supposed to be more than three meters. Computerized and shit, does it automatically. Not like the Oosterscheldekering, that's - another storm surge barrier, doesn't operate the same way, though.

[Let him tell you all about the Delta Works.]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Talk about intensely foreign words to me. Living up to your nether-namesake.

Are storm surges a big problem there? I mean, there's a reason I stay away from the east coast, personally. Things like that sound horrifying. Tornadoes, too.

[it tooootally has nothing to do with the fact that he's not a beach or water guy in general]

[SO INCREDULOUS]

Are storm surges - [huff] - fifth of the country's below sea level.

[He shrugs so hard, I think it probably reaches his voice.]

We didn't learn a lot about the Netherlands in history, geography, or lit class! You'd be surprised how many kids these days have no fucking clue where or what Netherlands even is.

[#SOUL CRUSHING]

Prob'ly because you're American.

[TOTALLY MAKING ASSUMPTIONS HERE it's a problem when everyone you know is literally 50% stereotypes.

And in canon America can't figure out where Europe is on a map. Or was trolling England super hard, one. [mystery ghost] Anyway annoying + geography fail = one of America's.]

Most definitely.

[ASSUMPTION ACCEPTED AMERICANS ARE FUCKING WEIRD ENTITIES]

But hey, I can learn now at least.

While I'm stuck in outer space.

Mm, no. Aren't maps here.

[No maps now that really is soul crushing.]

[wow really]

Not a single one?

[what kind of super-tech ship is this]

Don't think - [ah] Part of one, I guess. Creepy girl drew somethin' from the ship, got killed before she could finish.

... That's... not creepy at all.

So — what's the map of? Anybody been trying to figure it out?

Dunno.

[To... literally all of that.]

Dude, when a creepy girl draws you a map in a place like this? It's probably important enough to decipher it. Or at least figure out why it's there. Because there's always a reason why it's there.

It's basic Scary Shit 101!

[The actual most drawled most ridiculously accented English ever:]

Scary Shit One-Oh-One.

Well. Yeah. Like Economics 101, but for horrible creepy shit. Listening to little children with some crazy ass skill or power? That's important to do. They know their crap.

Huh. An' how do you know that.

... not something they teach where you're from, is it.

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