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illyria_rpg2016-07-25 01:45 am
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Welcome to the Illyria!
Now that you've all got your room assignments and communicators, it's time to explore this ship. Please check out the deck plans to figure out where you're going. You can read about some of the existing crew members you might run into here.
Even those of you who may feel right at home on a spaceship will find that the Illyria is definitely a bit... different. Mostly because she's kind of a wreck right now. Whatever it was that threw the ship all the way out here to wherever we are, it really did a number on the ship itself. There's a lot of damaged areas, and several of the ship's systems have been compromised. You'll find that the replicators don't always work right (I asked for hasperat and I got pok tar!?), the turbolifts are unusually persnickety (I said bridge, not engineering!), and the environmental controls in your quarters may not do as they're told (why is it snowing in Room 4J?). Several corridors are blocked by debris, and more often than not the lights are flickering if they're on at all.
So what will you do? Help clean up the mess in the hallways? Try some bizarre alien food in the mess hall? Try and infiltrate restricted areas to get a peek at the ship's systems? Feel free to make your own top level comment, and treat this as a big mingle. Get to know your new crewmates, explore your new home, make friends or enemies, and whatever you do, don't try the gagh. If you need the captain or the first officer, please let a mod know, but try and stick to threading with your fellow new recruits!
(Don't worry about the entry tags for the moment, they will be added shortly. Before we throw ourselves into missions on alien planets, we wanted everyone to have a chance to get to know one another, so please use this opening log as an opportunity to kick off some CR with crewmates and bunk buddies, and if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask a mod!)
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When Tony looks, he'll spot Mack almost instantly, peering around him and into the light panel curiously. He only asks because this guy, clearly, isn't a member of the crew. Not with all the swearing coming out from him.
This Starfleet lot were nothing if not PG-13... At the moment.
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Tony grinned up at Mack, a little bit of mad scientist in his eyes, as he fused two ends of wiring together with a satisfying sizzle. It was actually a rather elegant little fix he was doing, truth be told, and already the lighting was stabilizing. Sure, this might all be future space tech, but damn it he could do this.
"I mean, what if nobody else comes to fix this and suddenly all the oxygen disappears? I don't know about you, but hypoxia ain't exactly my cup of sweet tea."
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He waggled his gauntleted hand in Mack's general direction. It really was a marvel of engineering, the kind of thing right out of a science fiction story.
"I got this, don't worry. Gotta fix up our new home, since we're stuck here for the foreseeable."
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He's only asking because he doesn't want blown up because some guy thinks he's smarter than the natives. He's picked up on that madness, Tony, and if there's one thing that makes his skin crawl slightly, its mad scientists.
"I mean, I ain't no engineer, but I know enough not to stick my fancy gloved hand into something weird."
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"Oh, you've been asking questions too, huh? I mean, I did look up some specs after I left sick bay. Just a few. Like how to bypass positronic circuitry faults and reroute secondary power couplings."
In other words, he'd immediately pulled up a detailed analysis of the ship, and started pouring over its tech. The genius was learning, thank you very much. Calm your titties.
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"How are you with the Environmental systems?"
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He grinned again, and waggled his eyebrows. Just because he liked riling up people who tried to tell him what to do.
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And Mack's just going to turn and start to walk away...
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"Hey! Wait. Uh. I didn't get your name, but if you tell me it's Billy Bob I might just fall right the hell over right here. When you say 'in twenty-four hours I'll be frozen' you mean in a specific spot somewhere, huh? I can come take a look at the very least."
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He said it like it was obvious, but still stuck out one hand to introduce himself properly. Although he did pause, and pull his hand back a second later to make the gauntlet slide off, collapse back into its casing. It was one of his better ideas, to be honest, and it was just as fast as he needed it to be, which he'd been struggling with for a while.
"Tell you what, lemme get this done, and then I'll dig into the specs a little more. What's your room number?"
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Yes, that was absolutely Tony making gentle fun of your accent, Mack.
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