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GENESSIA: A PANFANDOM RPG - July 14th, 2018
14 July 2018 @ 01:18 am
14 July 2018 @ 04:03 pm
[ This is day four of her streak of bad luck and it's safe to say that L3-37 is thoroughly done with her bad luck. The droid is looking quite battered as she appears on the video screen, sitting in a small apartment which currently sports an overturned couch and a paint-splattered robot lady who is giving off sparks. ]
Is it normal in this place that you get buckets of dirty water and paint poured on you?
And is it normal that your charging dock explodes on you? And the tools you just bought break off?
[ She crosses her arms over her chest. ]
I take back everything nice I said about this place. It's worse than a rancor's pit.
Is it normal in this place that you get buckets of dirty water and paint poured on you?
And is it normal that your charging dock explodes on you? And the tools you just bought break off?
[ She crosses her arms over her chest. ]
I take back everything nice I said about this place. It's worse than a rancor's pit.
14 July 2018 @ 05:31 pm
Who: Szelhamos and Solas
What: Szel manages to stumble into a nice little metaphysical space and decides to Flip This House.
Where: "Fayren" but mostly within a dream thanks Solas
Warnings: Depictions of gross demon faces and spiders and shit, you know. The usual.
( I opened my Eye and there we were )
What: Szel manages to stumble into a nice little metaphysical space and decides to Flip This House.
Where: "Fayren" but mostly within a dream thanks Solas
Warnings: Depictions of gross demon faces and spiders and shit, you know. The usual.
( I opened my Eye and there we were )
14 July 2018 @ 07:42 pm
[As much as he likes his privacy, Lotor isn't really a hermit inasmuch as...picky with his company.
Hence why he saw no reason to hole up inside his apartment. Everyone needs go to shopping, get out, see the sights, stretch their legs.
An alien emperor is really no different.
Where is he? Well visiting some of the local bars, of course, right near opening so close to the middle of the day, for most of them. He doesn't really seem interested in drinking, inasmuch as he is interested in talking and being seen, more than likely to start a conversation with a question-]
Would you like a drink?
Hence why he saw no reason to hole up inside his apartment. Everyone needs go to shopping, get out, see the sights, stretch their legs.
An alien emperor is really no different.
Where is he? Well visiting some of the local bars, of course, right near opening so close to the middle of the day, for most of them. He doesn't really seem interested in drinking, inasmuch as he is interested in talking and being seen, more than likely to start a conversation with a question-]
Would you like a drink?
14 July 2018 @ 08:03 pm
[A][Action] Fayren & Everglade
[1] Faerie Trouble
[This isn't too unusual, but even Chise finds her current predicament kind of outrageous. She's used to attracting the attention of "neighbors"—faeries of all kinds essentially—but she's not used to this. As she strolls down either the streets of Fayren or Everglade (fayren in the morning and everglade in the afternoon) she's practically covered with hangers on. Female appearing aeriels and other associated elemental smaller beings, some even with wings have all decided she's the bees knees. At least she's more or less used to this, as a Sleigh Beggy. As she walks by some buildings other strange looking fey peer out and one or two might waddle or follow behind her.
The strange thing is at this point she's not the only one who can see them. One particular prissy neighbor is currently in a slap fight on top of her head with another, both deciding that the highest perch is their own. It's driving Chise to distraction as she's trying to get to her destination.]
...could you stop fighting? [She says this before walking smack straight into whoever it is she had originally been trying to walk past. Distraction can apparently hella alter your course if you're not paying attention. Enjoy Chise and the blanket of fey she's currently dealing with.]
[2] Shopping
[At some points in her trip she manages to ditch the neighbors indoors as she pops into assorted magic shops, a list in her hands. She has very specific things she needs, a list she probably composed with Elias' help. It was for Amalthea, of course, and the promise Chise had made to the Unicorn-turned-young-woman. At one point she stoops down to pick up a heavy looking box full of crystals and gems of assorted colors.
They're all pretty, but not what she's looking for. It's crouched down here that she finds what she wants, up on the highest shelf. Not one to ask for help, she's going to carefully try to reach up, even perhaps climbing up on the shelf (since it looks like there's a ladder built in) but it's only a matter of time before she starts to lose her balance.
...and slips backwards. Hopefully she doesn't fall on anyone, or break herself somehow.
Otherwise, at one point, she even pops into a certain Irish loser's shop, most of her browsing involving looking over the runes and things that seem to make up a good portion of his shop.]
[C][Video] Food & Cooking
[It's a weird, somewhat strange question, but it's better to ask and know than to wonder and have to figure it out on your own at a much slower pace, right? Besides, between her and Elias, it's probably safest that Chise take up this particular mantle.]
Where should I go to get the best groceries? [and a brief pause.] ...And a couple of cookbooks?
[1] Faerie Trouble
[This isn't too unusual, but even Chise finds her current predicament kind of outrageous. She's used to attracting the attention of "neighbors"—faeries of all kinds essentially—but she's not used to this. As she strolls down either the streets of Fayren or Everglade (fayren in the morning and everglade in the afternoon) she's practically covered with hangers on. Female appearing aeriels and other associated elemental smaller beings, some even with wings have all decided she's the bees knees. At least she's more or less used to this, as a Sleigh Beggy. As she walks by some buildings other strange looking fey peer out and one or two might waddle or follow behind her.
The strange thing is at this point she's not the only one who can see them. One particular prissy neighbor is currently in a slap fight on top of her head with another, both deciding that the highest perch is their own. It's driving Chise to distraction as she's trying to get to her destination.]
...could you stop fighting? [She says this before walking smack straight into whoever it is she had originally been trying to walk past. Distraction can apparently hella alter your course if you're not paying attention. Enjoy Chise and the blanket of fey she's currently dealing with.]
[2] Shopping
[At some points in her trip she manages to ditch the neighbors indoors as she pops into assorted magic shops, a list in her hands. She has very specific things she needs, a list she probably composed with Elias' help. It was for Amalthea, of course, and the promise Chise had made to the Unicorn-turned-young-woman. At one point she stoops down to pick up a heavy looking box full of crystals and gems of assorted colors.
They're all pretty, but not what she's looking for. It's crouched down here that she finds what she wants, up on the highest shelf. Not one to ask for help, she's going to carefully try to reach up, even perhaps climbing up on the shelf (since it looks like there's a ladder built in) but it's only a matter of time before she starts to lose her balance.
...and slips backwards. Hopefully she doesn't fall on anyone, or break herself somehow.
Otherwise, at one point, she even pops into a certain Irish loser's shop, most of her browsing involving looking over the runes and things that seem to make up a good portion of his shop.]
[C][Video] Food & Cooking
[It's a weird, somewhat strange question, but it's better to ask and know than to wonder and have to figure it out on your own at a much slower pace, right? Besides, between her and Elias, it's probably safest that Chise take up this particular mantle.]
Where should I go to get the best groceries? [and a brief pause.] ...And a couple of cookbooks?
14 July 2018 @ 08:21 pm
Action
What the ever-loving fuck was this? It certainly wasn't the Razorback or the Rocinante, that much was certain. Not with the water there. Even on Earth, she spent very little time near water - it simply didn't hold the fascination that it had for Martians and the Belters. But now? She wished that it was nowhere near her.
Brushing herself off, she began to move out of the cave, towards what looked like civilisation. It felt odd to back in full gravity, though she was glad to be rid of the mag boots, heavy, ugly things they were.
It didn't take her long to find the hologram, though she was unimpressed at the sheer lack of information which she was receiving from it. How the hell could she work out what was going on from that? Anyone passing would see a somewhat older woman, giving the hologram a very sour look in the hope of decent answers. "Motherfucking piece of shit."
Video
[Fucking primitive piece of shit technology. Even as a child, which was longer ago than she cared to admit these days, technology was further on.
However, she composes herself as the true politician she is, before sending a general message. Any sign of inner concern was certainly not showing in any way. Instead there was someone who had given more speeches than she care to remember.]
Greetings, citizens of Genessia. My name is Chrisjen Avasarala [and if anyone was from Earth, Mars or the Belt, they would know damn well who she was], and I have just arrived in this charming place. I have received the basic information as I'm sure everyone did, but as I am still finding my feet, I would appreciate any information that fills in anything after the rather scant introduction.
[And there was not a single curse in there. Arjun would be proud of her.]
What the ever-loving fuck was this? It certainly wasn't the Razorback or the Rocinante, that much was certain. Not with the water there. Even on Earth, she spent very little time near water - it simply didn't hold the fascination that it had for Martians and the Belters. But now? She wished that it was nowhere near her.
Brushing herself off, she began to move out of the cave, towards what looked like civilisation. It felt odd to back in full gravity, though she was glad to be rid of the mag boots, heavy, ugly things they were.
It didn't take her long to find the hologram, though she was unimpressed at the sheer lack of information which she was receiving from it. How the hell could she work out what was going on from that? Anyone passing would see a somewhat older woman, giving the hologram a very sour look in the hope of decent answers. "Motherfucking piece of shit."
Video
[Fucking primitive piece of shit technology. Even as a child, which was longer ago than she cared to admit these days, technology was further on.
However, she composes herself as the true politician she is, before sending a general message. Any sign of inner concern was certainly not showing in any way. Instead there was someone who had given more speeches than she care to remember.]
Greetings, citizens of Genessia. My name is Chrisjen Avasarala [and if anyone was from Earth, Mars or the Belt, they would know damn well who she was], and I have just arrived in this charming place. I have received the basic information as I'm sure everyone did, but as I am still finding my feet, I would appreciate any information that fills in anything after the rather scant introduction.
[And there was not a single curse in there. Arjun would be proud of her.]
Who: 10th Doctor and Tardis occupants (Rose, Jack, Martha, Gwen, Cheshire Cat; Doctor Brown, Koishi, Matt, Sarah Jane, L3 and Belle)
What: Random interactions
When: All though July
Where: The Tardis
Warnings: labeled as need
Notes:
( All the connective threads that they seem to weave )
(Feel free to make up any room; just let me know on plurk please. The only sort of room that you will not find in 10's Tardis is a room full of weapons.)
What: Random interactions
When: All though July
Where: The Tardis
Warnings: labeled as need
Notes:
( All the connective threads that they seem to weave )
(Feel free to make up any room; just let me know on plurk please. The only sort of room that you will not find in 10's Tardis is a room full of weapons.)