HOW'S MY DRIVING?!

Any feedback on my characterization of Tormod can go here. Don't hesitate to tell me- I really do want to hear it. All I ask is that you stay civil, and offer examples and/or solutions, rather then just voice the problem and do nothing to help ( Read more... )

( Hey, chunky! Apparently we didn't kill you enough last time! )

Woaaah, it's just like the Grann-- [Pffft, sand in his mouth. He shoots it a sour look, before turning back to face his sphere.] --Desert. How did all this stuff get in here, huh? First it was the dresses, then those creepy hallways, and now it's like some sorta big city all squished onto this one level!

[Squints at something in the distance.] It ( Read more... )

[Thanks a lot, holographs. Tormod appears, seemly wearing this and feeling more than a little ridiculous about it, even in spite of the fact that it isn't real.]

Now this whole thing's gettin' out of hand! [grumblegrumble, trying to kick off shoes that aren't actually there] I'm no girl!

[Notices that the sphere is on, and it shuts off briefly ( Read more... )

I guess it's good that we're back on the ship now, but-- what happened to Eos? And since when does a planet fall to pieces anyway, huh? [Tormod looks so bored that it's painful. LOOK TALKING TO HIMSELF, he doesn't realize that the sphere is on.

Then he abruptly jumps to his feet.]

That must've been what his fault was!

[After managing to stumble through the wreckage, Tormod honestly has no idea where to start. So many doors, so many doors--

He turns down a hall, pausing at the entrance to one. It's in the Kepler Cabins, Iapetus Hall, Unit 8. A long pause follows, before he abruptly reaches for the door.]

Pfft... What am I waiting for?

[And pulls it open!]

[ ( Read more... )

All the animals are gone... It's been ages since I saw any. [He's staring straight up into the sky, eyes wide. After a moment, he notices that the sphere is on.]

There's absolutely no way that thing's gonna get us! Just think--just think-- [Looks away for a second. One fist is clenched, though out of fear or determination is debatable.] Fixing all ( Read more... )

Only twelve? How is that fair!? They could've fit us all into the ones they sent back, easy!

[Grumbles, kicking up some sand-- a few rocks tumble into... a hole?]

Huh? [Squints, getting to his knees to peer more closely, just as a pouch he was carrying on his waist spills, the contents rolling into it.] Wha-- Gah--! That was my last-- [Scrambles ( Read more... )

[As the sphere clicks on, there is the sight of Tormod stretched out on a rock. After the paranoia incident, he hadn't slept in days. So why not catch up now ( Read more... )

Hey, Sothe? [A glance behind him-- seems to be a reflex he's now accustomed to.]

I think you'd better tell me where you buried that tome. Long and creepy back there keeps following me, an'-- [Blink. Okay, so there doesn't LOOK like anything's back there... for now.]

It's, uh, gettin' weird! [Deeeep breath, great mages do not panic. They do not. ( Read more... )