25 -- Mass Entry/Action Spam

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To everyone that's come in to port: Inmates Pair of with your Wardens for now, try to stay in groups of four or more, and explore. We're convening in the main common area on deck one in an hour. Do not leave the compound, and if you see anything suspicious, make note of it but don't touch or disturb anything. Bring your findings to the meeting in an hour and we'll sort things there.

Sound off here if you came down.

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[An hour later, as directed Morgan is waiting with West and a few others that straggled in early. They didn't see much -- burns in the floors that melted all the way through, but the place is dead.]

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[surething-boss.livejournal.com]

...That drop sucked.

The Master's with me, by the way.

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[And so, while they're waiting, West figures he might as well start some conversation]

This is too close to home.

[After a moment]

If home were in outer space.

[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

Evy and I have arrived.

[tadwizard.livejournal.com]

Here.

[vampish_aleera]

Aleera was not wearing any of the armour or carrying the firearms, which so many others were. She thought them rather pointless. Not that she had exactly been responsible. The moment she had gained freedom, the vampiress had literally taken flight with a somewhat manic laugh of liberation, relishing the sensation of finally having both a much more expansive playground and one which was dark and oppressive enough to remind her of home. Needless to say, she was fascinated by such a tragic place and, soon enough, came to land for the eventual search.

And she liked it.

"Blood was here," she announced with unsubtle smile, upon entering the room. "A great deal of it..."

Sound off now, Action spam later!

[notninjastyle.livejournal.com]

Here with Ivy.

[acid_rayne]

This was not the first time Rayne had been dressed like a one-woman apocalypse. With a thunk of pulse rifle down on the nearest table, she rose an eyebrow at the other redhead speaking of scented blood in the air.

"She's not wrong," spoke the dhampir. "Looks like we missed the big show... I'm seeing half-eaten food, too. Whatever happened, happened fast."

A pause and look over to debris scattered on the ground.

"Found something which looked like an ad hoc baricade. Last stand..."

[q-uery.livejournal.com]

Q was an unhappy bunny. Not that he particularly cared about the wellfare of his compatriots, so much as the hallmarks of the entire situation being so very clearly... Wrong.

For similar reasons, actual weapons were considered beneath the pretence of a station he was still attempting to hold up, although a handgun had been begrudgingly accepted. What need had he for combat, considering his incorporeal state?

"Well, this particular 'whatever' seems to have a talent for melting its way through large sections of wall and flooring, if what I've noticed is anything to go by. The results of seismic survey charges and a modicum of small arms fire, I'd wager... Well, job done - let's get back to somewhere only slightly less depressing, shall we?"

[sheis-stilllost.livejournal.com]

Rose looked around with her gun strapped to her shoulder. It wasn't anything new to her being on an alien planet, however not seeing any signs of life thus far worried her.

"...I wonder what happened here," she said with a frown.

[q-uery.livejournal.com]

"Death," Q suggested to the blonde. "And a great deal of agony. That's usually how these things go down, isn't it?"

As Kaylee voiced her concerns, Q replied with a, "Yes, well, now you know." Sarcastic smile immediately being forced upon face. Fear played no factor in his wanting to get back to the barge. The appaling decor, however, did. That and the weather, which seemed to blow through in gale-like howls, wherever exposed to the outside world.

"Operations might be a good place to start... Which may or may not be what we're standing in now. It's rather difficult to tell, considering the state of the place... I presume the settlers had some sort of tracking devices, for work schedules, if not the potential of crime. If we really must persist in locating their cadavars, then I suggest we start with whatever antiquated technology passes for a central database, around here."

Internally, however, the entity was moderately impressed with Kaylee's suggestion, although had little incentive to externalise it.

HAY BILLY!

[autistic-genius.livejournal.com]

Billy and I are here. What's been determined?

[Reid hadn't yet returned his inmate's door or electricity. In fact, he had simply shown up at Dr. Horrible's room, demanded the man come with him, and here they wound up.]

Sound off // Action (for Jacen & Adam)

[gota-badfeeling.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is great. A real welcoming atmosphere. Anyway, I'm here, with Adam and Jacen.

[onderhaus.livejournal.com]

Rube's here with Charlie.

Edit.

[mistermonk.livejournal.com]

I-I'm here with Loki.

Where is here? Oh, my God, is that acid?! [Panicked tone.] Oh, GOD. WIPE, LOKI - WIPE! For God's sake, give me a wipe!

Gabriel takes control of announcements so he's not considered Daisy's inmate

[notquitedivine.livejournal.com]

Daisy and I are here.

[He glances at her with a self satisfied smirk. He's not wearing any of the armor (as it's not exactly his thing), but he is decked out in his white outfit and has a gun over his shoulder]

[swiss-gear.livejournal.com]

...my "warden" for the time and I are here as well.

[He glares at Gene] Though I'd appreciate it if he would call me by my name and not a woman's.

[evy-carnahan.livejournal.com]

Everything was just foreign. What she was wearing was foreign, what she was holding was foreign.

"Goodness..." she said in a low tone, inspecting the area. This didn't look good.

[dreaming-dex.livejournal.com]

I'm here with By'ni Brian.

((OOC: these two are absent an hour later however, so shall not be part of the action spam))

[starofbethlehem.livejournal.com]

Miss Bathory and I are here, ma'am!