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Mar. 26th, 2023 10:30 pm
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[personal profile] catchable
WHO: A Blackbeard and a black cat
WHERE: Near the Towers
WHAT: Aaah! Monsters!
WHEN: End of March
WARNINGS: Ed has no problem kicking a cat, so watch out for that if you're sensitive.

too fat and pampered )
[personal profile] butterfly_kiss
[It took her a while of observation and consideration before her decision to do this, but really, this seems the most effective method of going about what needs to happen. So hey, here's a nice video posted to the network by a woman in a labcoat, clearly in one of the rooms of the hospital, sitting in a chair and with all those lovely background noises of hospital equipment.

So sue her, it's the ambient noise she enjoys the best when she can't have her music.]


Good afternoon all. I have at this point only been able to meet a small number of you, but I feel it is important to have the word out as soon as possible given what I have learned. So here it is, on this forum thing.

My name is Tae Takemi, and I'm your new primary care physician.

[Actually, she has to stop and smirk at that fact, because yes, that's a weird thing to declare herself for an entire community, but it's not like they have any other choices.]

While I doubt people always look into the credentials for their new GPs, I'm content to provide some here. I graduated third in my year at the University of Tokyo, and while my specializations are in medical research and compounding Pharmaceuticals, I have spent the last while as a GP in the Yongen-Jaya district of Tokyo. My hand compounded drugs have been sold at multiple hospitals around the city.

All of this is to say I'm a highly trained and qualified medical professional, and I've been told I'm the first dedicated doctor that you've had. Possibly in years. Which means you're all due for check-ups. I would expect to see people in for initial consultations and wellness exams over the next month, and I will be asking for medical history.

[With that she sighs and shakes her head.]

Listen, I know this isn't ideal for anyone, but what it comes down to is that I'm now responsible for your health, so anything you can do to make that easier on us both will be appreciated. My bedside manner isn't always the best, but I'm what you've got right now. I will of course be happy to respect those people who wish to continue to see the medics you've had until this point, but I will also be seeking to work with them to ensure people receive the best medical care we can.

Payment will be accepted in the form of medical supplies. This is accepted as things noted to be medicinally useful from the greenhouses as well as written instructions on what they are used for and how to prepare them, or in the form of one of your replicator rations so that I can replicate other needed items. If you are non-human, then payment is expected in the form of me picking your brain for anything I can glean about your biology to better treat you.

Or payment can be running errands because I'll take any excuse not to walk across these ruins to pick up lunch. And if you're one of those people with this 'communications' or 'engineering' specalizations, well, we'll talk. I've got some things I need set up.

Finally, in any emergency situation, please reach out to my comm directly. Any hour acceptable, just make sure it's a legit emergency.

[She doesn't seem to have a good way to end this, so she just turns off the video, posts the message to the network, and waits for any comments or visitors. What else can a woman do?]

Paranoia

Feb. 10th, 2023 09:18 pm
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[personal profile] in_extremis
WHO: Ed'n'Tony
WHERE: The Forge
WHAT: Surviving the blizzard
WHEN: During the storm
WARNINGS: CW: Blood, amputation, alcoholism, parental abuse, the horrors

acid of guilt )
[personal profile] saltnpepperbeard
This machine has other all sorts of funny little functions I haven't learned yet, can one of them read? All the fucking things it seems to do, and I can't find a way to make it fucking useful apart from this.

[There's a crash as something or other is thrown, and a beat while Ed composes himself again.]

...Or I 'spose I could hire a boy? I don't suppose there's anyone here looking for that sort of work, mm? Don't have a lot to pay with round here, not that a bit of gold would do anyone much good, huh? Lots of fish to spare, and those annoying lobster lookin' things.
[personal profile] trpmods

At last it is here, the day An Nu and Ga Re told you about has arrived. While the last few days may have been a bit of a trial with the whole replicator going a bit wonky thing, but that’s no reason not to celebrate, right? Right! Good thing too, because the Whale Comb Sent Her is absolutely awash with what must be seasonal good cheer. The whole outside of the building is wrapped in vines, though thankfully this time they seem to be made primarily of a thick sort of cloth, and the fall colors to them are also painted on. There’s no doubt that the decorations come from your friendly Agrii either, because apparently they feel that pink and purple are also very valid color choices for fall foliage, so enjoy those splashes of color too.

Inside the decorations continue, the fabric vines ringing the room at a height that would clearly be natural for the Agrii. Amid them are painted cloth banners announcing things like WHALE COMB and EAT MUCH and GREAT FULL and of course the ever present THANK YOU. Around all of these are cloth and paper pictures that wouldn’t look out of place in an elementary school classroom around Thanksgiving. You’ve got your handprint animals, foam shape plants, and vividly painted pictures of tables full of food with Agrii around it as a group. And sometimes in those last ones there are little drawings that… wait, He Row, is that you? Well, they did say you were celebrating together, so maybe that’s what they meant.

But of course people didn’t just come here for the wonderful decorations. You’re here for the food, for the feast, for the togetherness. Good news is that the Agrii have you covered on that as well. A series of tables have been set up in the Sent Her, much like when He Rows first arrived on Agra-10. Along one wall is a long series of tables covered with pink and purple cloths, and over the majority of these are the foods the Agrii have sent down. There are platters of hamburgers (which taste like peanut butter), and plates of peanut butter sandwiches (which also taste like peanut butter). There are pies that look like they’re apple and taste like iced tea. There are more ‘traditional’ things too, which are things like green bean casseroles, vegetable lasagnas, and even some seventeen layer dip to go with all of the chips. There’s apparently no meat though. Not from the Agrii at least.

The even better news is that this isn’t all there is. A whole two tables of space have been left open for the He Rows to bring their own food offerings, or the results of their replicator experiences. The Agrii have been kind enough to leave out plenty of extra plates and serving utensils as well, so no one should worry about there not being enough. And hopefully what your fellows have brought is very tasty. Or came out in a reasonable size or volume from the replicator.

Then there are the tables laid out in the middle of the room. They are round things with only a few seats at each, and there are name tags? Apparently the Agrii thought they might help you get to know each other this Great Full with random seating. Hope your table mate is fun. At each space there is also a little cloth baggie of… oh wow, is that candy? Yes it is! Those sweets are going to be a great reward for after dinner. Or during it. And surely there’s nothing strange that comes from eating them at all.

Finally, there’s even something for those whose entertainment isn’t to be found in eating. The Agrii have been studying their He Rows for a while now, and they know what you need. One side of the room is dedicated to other forms of entertainment. There’s a big poster drawn of what looks to be a glownie, but lacking a tail. Ah but don’t worry, there are tails made of cloth in a bowl nearby for He Rows to restore to the paper glownie. Don’t worry about injury to the paper glownie, it’s all done with magnets! For those who aren’t about tail pinning there are other fun things to be done. There’s a karaoke machine in the corner, clearly the Agrii remember how much fun that was. Wait… Is that the exact one that He Row Billy loaned to the Deep End? Apparently so. And last but far from least is the most important of celebration games: a booth with a stack of personal peanut butter pies and a sign saying ‘Eat Fast Count Is!’ Which probably means eating contests for those brave enough to face that much peanut butter.

FAQ

Do we need to make our own logs for this?
No. You’re welcome to use this post to make Top Levels for this mingle. Get out there and enjoy your celebration together.

We’re not obligated to that randomized seating are we?
Nope! We just felt it could be a handy way to explain mingling with other He Rows you might not normally talk to.

What if our character would bring food?
Our best suggestion is to note that in your TLs. Who knows, maybe your creativity with cooking or the silliness of your offering (or the results of a poor replicator situation) could be fun for others to enjoy.

Can we still use the replicator here and now?
Absolutely. If that sort of chaos is what you want to have fun with, then have at it. Besides people here can probably help you eat your way through any food you get.

That candy seems sorta suspicious. What’s up with that?
Great question. Each baggie will have a random assortment of little gummy candies that are shaped like Agrii heads, complete with three eyes, smile, and little teeth. Each one even has their own unique flavor. And their own unique side effects.

Yellow - Maple Flavored - Makes eater more energetic and friendly
Green - Sour Apple Flavored - Makes eater feels mischievous and is more likely to play pranks and tell jokes
Blue - Dark Lager Flavored - Makes eater tell the truth for half an hour (is not actually alcoholic
Purple - Chocolate Flavored - Makes eater very affectionate or romantically inclined
Red - Cinnamon Flavored - Makes eater easily angered or quick to challenge other people
[personal profile] saltnpepperbeard
WHO: Edward Teach, OTA
WHERE: Temba, The Beach
WHAT: nature walks, the beach, tattoos
WHEN: Start - mid event
WARNINGS: TBD (mild blood, tattoos)


Running in the shadows )
[personal profile] saltnpepperbeard
Arrival

What should have been wood was now earth. Solid, and still, lacking the sway of the ship, and Edward frowned, blinking at it a moment. The sounds of the English and the struggle crew were gone, and looking to his right- so was Stede.

He'd arrived face down, hands tied behind his back, and still damp from the ocean, though in pushing awkwardly to his knees there was no ocean in sight, and his chest felt tighter still

His eyes scanned the unfamiliar space, looking up at the tall buildings in wonder before the orb caught his attention.

Once he'd spotted it the compulsion had him pushing stiffly to his feet, twisting to try and free his hands with a few annoyed grunts before opting to touch his forehead to the thing instead. All at once he was bombarded with information, in a sensation even more disorienting than all the rest of this.

He stumbled back with wide eyes, giving another violent twist against the rope, and aiming a defense kick towards the orb instead. "The fuck was that??!" he exclaimed, shaking his head and eying the thing warily like it might project more images into his mind if he didn't stare it down.

He held its gaze for a long silent moment before edging away, cursing under his breath.

And then of course he realized he'd been witnessed, features stiffening defensively, knowing he hadn't exactly shown off his most formidable side during that whole...display.

"...you got a knife, Mate?" he inquires hopefully, tilting his head.


Network- Video

[He doesn't seem to be aware he's broadcasting, the video starting abruptly and most consisting of dark blurry shapes as the device is turned about in his hand. Though he pauses to look at his reflection for a moment, scrunching his nose and making making a face. It wasn't quite as clear as a mirror, and Ed frowned, not sure what exactly this thing was.]

Strange bit of junk.

[He sets it aside, the view suddenly showing off the sky.]

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