Mr. Panuchi's
Lex's sweep will reveal the surface thoughts of the many other patrons. A lot of these thoughts are directed at them, though not in any negative sense - curiosity, as many of these people have likely never seen anyone other than humans, as other species don't tend to visit this place as often as some of the other stations.
"Oh yeah, there are at least fifty spread out across the galaxy. A good deal of them are relatively small - small outposts for Cells, places where the downtrodden can live, though mostly humans are drawn to G.R.A.H.A.M. Alexander is actually one of the larger stations," then, to Izzie, "And yeah, I suppose so. There are lots of organizations out there that utilize roaming agents, as I've heard it. What were they called...Phantom? Poltergeist? Can't really remember."
It's at about this moment that a young woman walks up to the table with a small device in hand, smiling pleasantly.
"Hi, welcome to Panuchi's. Can we start you off with anything to drink? Soda, water, tea?"
"Water, for me."
"You know what I like, sweetie," Ricardo answers, giving the woman a sly wink that tints her cheeks just a little.
Alexander -> Science
The shuttle ride is rather uneventful for Dom - the only other people with him are a few men and women (predominantly the latter) in white overcoats. They give him passing glances but otherwise seem more interested in their own agendas. The same can be said once he actually reaches the Science area, though many of the places he could go are restricted areas. Not that that would necessarily stop him.
Alexander -> Commerce
Val will have a similar experience, and reach Commerce without much trouble.
Alexander - Restricted Access
Though it was quite the ways away, David has managed to take two shuttles and reach his old offices. He is greeted by one or two people as he proceeds, and nods at them in a friendly manner, until he comes to his own office. Papers and various devices are strewn about, just as he had left them, and he sits at his desk with a weary sigh before plugging his arm into the console of his computer.
There's been a log-in within the last week.
Oh. That's not supposed to be.
Everyday's great at your Junes
"Apologies for delays.
Crew Deck Storage Room
"I don't think he's that simple minded to have thought that, really..." Amos responds to the first part of Peter's response, idly scratching his cheek. "And yeah, I do..."
Bridge
Greg taps on his gamepad furiously. "Honestly, I've lost track. But if you wanna join too, feel free. The more, the merrier!" Greg answers Aur. He jumps and attempts to divekick the Smash Ball, but ends up whiffing. Unfortunately, he's right at the edge of the stage when he does this. "GAAAAAH!"
"Player 1: Defeated!" is announced as he loses his last life.
"...Aww...that's what I get for being a showoff and only using two lives..." Having lost, he shrugs and looks over as Zevai plugs in. "Well, really, the main point is to either get the most kills it be the last one standing. You fight the other characters to try and blow them off the stage. Weapons and other useful things pop up from time to time, which help you do that. It's pretty basic."
"Games. Hmm...I always preferred books, personally. But, to each their own."
edited 3rd Aug '16 5:30:28 AM by BaronGreen
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
Trans Terminus Homo
Troperia, Bridge
Sha'Koro also looked, having lost his last life before while Aicha still was using her yellow mouse to the fullest... although now getting kicked off stage "Aww... aaand next life~"
Mireille all the while waited wha the others she came on the bridge with would do.
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Troperia
Crew Deck Storage Room
"Cooties..? I-I did... Oh yeah..." Russell rubs his neck a little bit nervously with a exposed and deep frown, pushing himself up from the ground."I-uh... I don't get how you can be so trusting when we've only just met but... T-thanks and i'm sorry." He continues though his stance was far less confident than before doing tricks on his board, holding his arm close a little bit nervously and skittishly.
"..and yeah I wouldn't have thought you would do tha- wait, Amos? ' That simple minded?" ', so I am still simple minded is what i'm hearing then. Your pretty rude, you know that? First grabbing me when you know I don't like it, then calling me that!" Russell responds seemingly or at least trying look cheerful, with his frown changing to a joking smile, sticking out his tongue very slightly before playfully turning his head away from him.
The Bridge
The insectoid look puzzled at seeing the captains character go over the edge. Figuring he knew the best, his character also walked over the edge in a graceful leap ignoring everyone and plummeting to it's death for his last life. GAME OVER"Oh, I can't play games on these. They just turn off and shock people..." He responds to the explanation with a slightly sad tone before shaking his head.
Kyerine turning his attention towards the Captain waving. "Hey me and Tor and Merrick and Amos and... wait that was it. We had a weird dream. Can we go to a place?" Kyerine bluntly asks in his more chidlike demeanour, far more cheerful.
Reactor Room
UPLOAD COMPLETE was written upon the holographic interface before Michael, removing the datastick from the console. With this oddly sharp smile, almost wicked smile. Walking out of the room and pocketing the datastick, The computer console having a few strange distortions appearing on it, as well as a large green spiralled insignia appearing before the console closes and returns to seemingly normal again.edited 3rd Aug '16 6:34:55 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Alexander - Restricted Access
The drone hovers silently behind David as it watches.
Alexander - Commerce
Val walks around for a bit on his way to the pizza place the others are at, sightseeing. The others may spot him from out the windows some distance away.
Alexander - Mr. Panuchi's
"So how big is GRAHAM exactly?" Izzie asks Ricardo.
"Peach iced tea for me." She says to the waitress, before reading through the menu.
Alexander - Science
Dominic looks around at the various projects going on behind the main hallways, cataloging them in his mind.
Bridge
"Oh, really? What do you like to read?" Mitch asks Tor while still not taking his eyes off the screen.
He chuckles as he sees the insectoid cluelessly kills its own character. "What dream?"
-Beat-
"Wait, all of you had a dream together?" He asks Kyerine and Tor.
Crew Deck - Storage Room
Peter chuckles at Amos and Russell's interaction. Chris may find the phrase 'Class 6 psion' flying through his mind right now. "Like I said, we're both crew of this ship. It's easier if everyone just trust each other. That's what I'm taught, at least."
The Eccentric Electric
Troperia Bridge:
Torvahk had merely been observing what had been happening in the background, while also trying to take note of how everyone used the controls so he wouldn't be completely lost upon finally joining. He was about to man one of the Troperia's turret controls until he overheard someone mention something about dreams. "Dreams bad, people other have had too?" He asked as he claimed a chair.
Living The Fever Dream
Storage Room
Chris nods to Amos, "I'm glad we're fixing this, too. I really am sorry, Russell..what we did is wrong." he takes Peter's hand. He chuckles at Russell's teasing. "We're much stronger fighting alongside each other than fighting amongst each other, yes."Bridge
Captain! Fire! Controls! Not a good combo!Troperia then smiles as more and more people take part in playing the game, not much minding as the psychic blue fox gets blasted offscreen, resulting in their loss.
Merrick looks on in confusion. "Kyerine, Kyerine, relax. It's a game of sorts. I prefer dancing games to fighting ones, personally." He then nods to Mitch in affirmation.
Panuchi's
Lex waves to Val as he enters. Her sweep done, she keeps her telepathy open, but on a surface level. Just in case, "Can I have tea as well, please?""Oh, wow... I thought Alexander was the only one. Prism?" she offers.
edited 4th Aug '16 9:18:31 AM by GhostElm
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
Everyday's great at your Junes
Crew Deck Storage Room
Amos's jaw nearly drops. "Wh-what!? But I wasn't...wait...! Ack, I'm sorry!" he says, and bows on his hands and knees. "I'll buy you ice cream or something to make amends." he says, trying to offer in apology.
Bridge
Tor scratches his head. "Well, in my youth, it was all manner of books and tomes on Essence and mages and such. Now, it's often medical texts and research reports. Or the occasional...romance, I suppose." He answers Mitch before continuing. "A nightmare is probably more accurate, but yes...Merrick, Kyerine, Amos, and myself all seem to have experienced a shared dream of some sort."
At hearing this, Greg turns his chair around and looks over to them. "A shared dream...? Wow. But, uh...what's this about us going somewhere?" he says, referring to what Kyerine had said prior.
"Yes, that's right. I was getting to that...a moment please, to gather my thoughts." he answers, a thoughtful expression on his face now.
edited 5th Aug '16 2:29:21 PM by BaronGreen
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
The Troperia
The Bridge
Kyerine looking to Mitch. "Yep as Tor said, it was really bad and odd. There was fire and everything, I even felt tired using my essence with it." He responds in a excited yet cautious tone.He looks down at Tor from his shoulders, them to Greg again. "I can start for you, we found number things, what did you call them? Co-c-co-rdiants?" He eagerly continues.
The insectoid makes a low almost sad-rumble at having lost and just goes back to the open space it had claimed near one of the doors to sit down, to avoid getting in anyone way with its tremendous bulk.
Crew Deck Storage Room
Russell chuckles a little bit holding out his arm for his board to come over into reach, which it does. "I'll take you up on the icecream but I was just kidding, I know what you meant." He had this wide smile, clearly amused with the successful teasing. "After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Fifth most hated man in America
-Kord's character has lost a second life, after carelessly missing PK thunder.-
THE FITNESSGRAM PACER TEST IS A MULTISTAGE AEROBIC CAPACITY TEST THAT PROGRESSIVELY GETS MORE DIFFICULT AS IT CONTINUES
Mr. Panuchi's
Ricardo, who had been sporting a smile before, frowns a bit before going neutral.
"Yes, them. Still can't believe Brindle went so far as to contact that organization. The things they do to people..." he trails off here, maybe to show emphasis, or (more likely) because he isn't entirely sure on what exactly they do. Either way, he doesn't approve. The girl taking their order seems to pick up on the tension and nods when she has everyone's drink.
"We'll have those to you in a couple of minutes," she says, before stepping away from the table. Ricardo takes a moment, then looks up to Izzie.
"G.R.A.H.A.M. is small time, or huge, considering who you're talking to. Our research sometimes falls behind that of some of the more advanced peoples in the universe, but the important thing is that we are developing it as a species. We are driving humans forward, technologically and, in some cases, genetically. With mixed results of course, but nothing purely unethical."
Alexander - Science
Dom can't really gain all that much information from just looking around, especially given that most people that see him are both stricken and then obstinate that he doesn't interfere with their work, or get to close to some of them. One such experiment in particular seems to be several men and women speaking casually with computer screens, though what they are doing exactly remains unseen by him.
Alexander - Restricted Access
David sits at his computer and types in quick commands, eventually pulling up the log for the usage. He also presses a button on the bottom of his desk with a careful eye backward, hoping no one enters. The button press clicks open a small terminal, which he then plugs into instead of the main console.
This port hasn't been accessed, and the files seem safe. They can't take your...
"Can't take your notes? Oh don't worry, I've seen to it already," comes a voice from behind him, and he turns slowly to see a much older, balding man with wire frame glasses standing in the doorway. He taps his foot slowly, and David stands.
"Doctor Brindle, I..."
"Stow it. You're in plenty of trouble now without grovelling. My office," the man says, and then steps out the door. To David's curiosity, he is followed by a small boy, maybe only six years old by the look of him, with shiny blonde hair and eyes that gl....
There is a flash, unexpected, and Izzie's drone should suffer for a moment from horrible static. The last image she might see is David's shoes as he passes, and the door closing behind him.
edited 5th Aug '16 4:25:22 PM by MrJikoui
The Flamebringer
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Bridge
Aur searches around for an available controller. Upon finding one he enters the game as a dragonesque looking character with greyish hair. He quickly switches to the blue alt costume, though.
"You shared a dream? Like a mass hallucination or something?"
off the shits
Alexander - Mr. Panuchi's
"Hm, I guess not everyone in here follows GRAHAM as blindly as I thought." Izzie remarks. "We have two boys from Prism on our ship. Brothers with a different brand of psionics than I'm used to seeing. Perhaps you've heard of them?"
"Hey." Val greets the group as he enters. "Mind if I sit?" He asks. Ricardo might note that Val appears to be from the same species as Izzie, but older.
Alexander - Science
Dominic starts using his telepathy towards the people with the computers, not to read their inner thoughts, but rather to try to pick up on what they're seeing and saying.
Alexander - Restricted Access
The drone becomes momentarily uncloaked as it's disoriented. It then recloaks as it scans its surroundings to try to find some way out, like a vent, seeing as it might have been detected.
Bridge
"Coordinates? You guys found a specific location in that dream? Are you guys sure this isn't just some freak accident?" Mitch asks, forfeiting and getting up from his chair.
Crew Deck - Storage Room
Peter chuckles at Amos' flustered reaction. "Speaking of which, maybe we should take a while to see the space station we arrived in." He says to the others.
The Eccentric Electric
Troperia Bridge:
Torvahk couldn't help but feel intrigued by the shared dream experienced by Kyerine, Tor, Merrick, and Amos. "Hmm...dream of getting beaten to death almost by user psychic, have no one else did?" Torvahk couldn't help but ask as he selected his character. It would probably surprise nobody that he ended up selecting an anthropomorphic bird person with a scouter and outfit somewhat similar to the anthro fox. Despite being unfamiliar with the controls, Torvahk was able to change his character's appearance so that the bird person would have green feathers.
Living The Fever Dream
Trans Terminus Homo
Troperia, Bridge
Sha'Koro watched as Aicha continued to play the game, his own lives spend by now.
Mireille all the while noticed that she kinda had spaced out a bit... only now noticing the giant as hell insectoid alien creature. Her eyes sparkled a bit as she carefully walked towards the creature, already making first measurements in her mind "What or who is this?" She asked nobody in particular. As she reached the creature she looked at it fascinated "I've never seena species like yours... do you understand me?"
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Troperia
Bridge
The giant insectoid creature takes a brief moment to adjust its posture so its upper torso was turned towards the plant creature that approached it. Muscles moving to adjust its pair of long wide slits which are proberbly its equivalent of eyes. Its quad-mandibles slowing in there aimless motions. then curiously opening them wide and back again.Making a low seeming rumble towards her in response. Also good news for anyone in the room, its previous smell of ammonia would certainly be pretty much gone. Unless you are as close as Mireille where it would faintly linger still.
The Brig
Michael has made his way towards the Brig, heading towards Matthew's cell with that still keen and out of character glint in his eye and a overly confident walk. The glint of a shiny metallic object sticks out of his jeans back pocket. "After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
Troperia, Bridge
Mireille indeed notied the smell of Ammonium, noting that mentally. She tilted her head "If you can understand me... could you maybe tap on the floor with your legs 2 times?" She asked, her eyes still sparkling with fascination
edited 6th Aug '16 8:45:33 AM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Troperia
Bridge
The creature made another similar noise as before, raising its body to retrieve one of its legs that it had curled under itself and rested upon to conserve space, lowing the rest of its body back to resting position.Its second-left leg, with its serrated chitinous plating that it had retrieved lightly taps the floor of the room besides itself twice.
edited 6th Aug '16 8:52:10 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
Troperia, Bridge
Mireille heard the tapping "Good, very good~" She looked at the creature "Do you come from the station we are currently docked at? If so, could you tap with your leg one time... if not two times."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Flamebringer
Everyday's great at your Junes
Crew Deck Storage Room
"Ah...s-sorry..." Amos answers, slightly embarrassed of his display just now. "Anyway, yeah, that's fine. I was thinking of going into the compounds anyway. I'm thinking of getting a trim..." he says, idly flicking a lock of his rather unruly hair.
Bridge
Tor shakes his head, addressing everyone. "Believe me, I tried to pass it off as nothing more than a coincidence, but...how often do four people experience the same dream? And retain important information from it. All of us wrote the same specific string of coordinates." He looks over at Torvahk, shaking his head in response. "Fighting a psychic? I don't think any of use experienced such a thing, sorry..."
Greg pauses for a moment, taking this information in. "Whoa, ok...so, uh...do you know what's here at these coordinates?"
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
The Troepria
Crew Deck Storage Room
"Heh, don't wanna look like a girl?" Russell teasingly says sticking his tongue out a little."Ahh this sounds fun!" He let out in his chidlish glee, having this clear looking of wondrous curiosity at this idea in mind. He hadn't been on a spacestation before, atleast within memory and he wasn't hiding such giddy excitement.
Bridge
"Whats a psychic..?" Kyerine asks with a little bit of clear confusion looking around."Dream was really really scary though... Tor was on fire and Merrick was all different and... well yeah it was scary." Kyerine continues to respond, informing people of how the experience was using wide arm gestures to aid in his speaking... before wobbling a little on Tor's shoulders and quickly leaning forward and grabbing onto him before to avoid falling.
"Oh oh oh Gregooorry, there was some kind of weapon or something, right Tor!" A final comment let out trying to be helpful further.
The insectoid taps the same leg, the second left one again twice before gesturing with it towards Zevai making a higher pitched screeching noise.
The Brig
Michael walks up to the barrier and looks inside Matt's cell the same odd look upon his face, placing a hand upon the panel besides the cell that had the keypad to unlock it. A slight spark ran between his fingers, first green then deep purple. The screen crazily running through dozens of numbers per second.edited 7th Aug '16 1:08:08 PM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Crew Deck Storage Room
Chris giggles at the display, then turns his middle and index fingers into a pair of scissors, "I can take care of that for you, if you want, Amos.""Yeah, that should be fun." he tells Peter.
Mr. Panuchi's
Lex glances over to Kijo, I dunno, Brindle sounds like he fits in with PRISM quite well to me...She nods with Izzie's sentiment, Yeah, aside from one of them trying to kidnap Kijo, they've been rather well behaved."
"By all means, please." she says to Val, one of the chairs pushing itself out for him to sit.
Bridge
Did that creature just expel gas from the stomach through the mouth at you, doctor? Troperia asks Mireille.Merrick shudders a bit as Kyerine mentions the fire.
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
She turned and walked swiftly towards the sensor station, muttering something under her breath about the space not being optimized for something or other, or some such thing. She punched in a few buttons, and started the sensor sweep. It'd be a while or so for any results, though. Light-speed delay and all that. "Well, now that that business is out of the way, and out of mind, for a while at least," she pulls out a device and plugs it into the sensor console. A few button presses and some finagling of technology to render it compatible later, and her stuff can talk to the Troperia's computers. "Alright, how is this game of yours played?"
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.