[posting from his laptop in the Center of Camp]

Aug 18, 2011 20:35

Okay, so now seems like as good a time as any to get organised. There's that countdown clock and all of those cryptic notes of doom and lots of mysterious beautiful strangers. Speaking of which, if anyone has the phone number for that engineer? Hook me up. I've thought of a few more questions I'd like to ask him ( Read more... )

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[JACKKKKK] bitchgineer August 19 2011, 04:35:15 UTC
You called?

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inthemoodnow August 19 2011, 05:15:57 UTC
............oh hey, it worked.

I mean. Hey.

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bitchgineer August 19 2011, 05:32:44 UTC
Hello.

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inthemoodnow August 19 2011, 07:05:44 UTC
So. Were the mini-doughnuts your idea?

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bitchgineer August 19 2011, 07:06:36 UTC
I'm not sure. Perhaps it was the ship indulging me.

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inthemoodnow August 19 2011, 21:04:09 UTC
With fried food? I like the sound of this ship.

Can world-eaters get indigestion...?

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bitchgineer August 20 2011, 07:02:32 UTC
We're not even sure if this thing has a stomach.

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inthemoodnow August 20 2011, 21:17:50 UTC
What do you know about it?

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bitchgineer August 21 2011, 04:59:09 UTC
It eats planets.

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inthemoodnow August 21 2011, 05:10:52 UTC
Is that just hearsay or have you ever actually had a run-in with it before?

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bitchgineer August 21 2011, 05:16:33 UTC
...You know our medical officer?

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inthemoodnow August 21 2011, 05:34:06 UTC
The guy who's been doing the super-subtle drop-offs?

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bitchgineer August 21 2011, 05:36:50 UTC
Yes. His planet was eaten.

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inthemoodnow August 21 2011, 05:53:29 UTC
*expression serious underneath his words*

Well, that's no fun.

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