AND THEY APPEAR!
[THE FOLLOWING IS IC. I REPEAT, THE FOLLOWING IS IC.]
[The screen is blank, but there's the unmistakable tapping at a microphone, and there's the unmistakable sound of squeaking.]
Excuse me? Is this thing on? Oh! Good!
[Cue squeaky throat clearance]
Ladies, gentlemen, and everything in between! These are your captains speaking, in regards to that little incident over at the Vogon Embassy. I'll have you know they're right mad with us. Furious even! Do you KNOW how many forms we had to sign in order to avoid lawsuits and grievance claims! I swear the line must have been a m--
…Right. Back to business.
We've decided to, just this once, acquiesce to your demands. I hope you're happy! We, the captains of the S.S. Thor are always dedicated to your well being and comfortableness… yes that is a word. Shut. Up.
Now, a little backstory on us, so you may understand us better! You see, we've inherited this job from our ancestors-- the job of taking care of refugees ousted from their respective planets. You may have heard of them, but our ancestors were the mighty Picarious the Foul! Wendlwi the Smart! Mayfair the Defender! And of course Carsonian the Strong!
Don't let our appearance fool y…
[There's some whispering…]
…What? What do you mean the camera isn't on? FIX IT!!!!
[And there's a sudden flood of light and color…
…and just behind the microphones, almost completely obscured from view are three mice and a mole. That's right. If you guys didn't figure it out already, THEY'RE RODENTS.
And there's a loudspeaker blaring with a really cheesy trumpet intro, and an even cheesier announcer voice...]
CITIZENS, PLEASE WELCOME CAPTAINS BEETLEBOB, SMUDGY, CUDDLES AND FLUFFUMS!
THEY WILL NOW TAKE ANY QUESTIONS YOU MAY HAVE!
[ETA: Don't hesitate to tag in if you haven't already! We'll be backtagging this post for a while yet, so if your character has questions, ask 'em!]
[The screen is blank, but there's the unmistakable tapping at a microphone, and there's the unmistakable sound of squeaking.]
Excuse me? Is this thing on? Oh! Good!
[Cue squeaky throat clearance]
Ladies, gentlemen, and everything in between! These are your captains speaking, in regards to that little incident over at the Vogon Embassy. I'll have you know they're right mad with us. Furious even! Do you KNOW how many forms we had to sign in order to avoid lawsuits and grievance claims! I swear the line must have been a m--
…Right. Back to business.
We've decided to, just this once, acquiesce to your demands. I hope you're happy! We, the captains of the S.S. Thor are always dedicated to your well being and comfortableness… yes that is a word. Shut. Up.
Now, a little backstory on us, so you may understand us better! You see, we've inherited this job from our ancestors-- the job of taking care of refugees ousted from their respective planets. You may have heard of them, but our ancestors were the mighty Picarious the Foul! Wendlwi the Smart! Mayfair the Defender! And of course Carsonian the Strong!
Don't let our appearance fool y…
[There's some whispering…]
…What? What do you mean the camera isn't on? FIX IT!!!!
[And there's a sudden flood of light and color…
…and just behind the microphones, almost completely obscured from view are three mice and a mole. That's right. If you guys didn't figure it out already, THEY'RE RODENTS.
And there's a loudspeaker blaring with a really cheesy trumpet intro, and an even cheesier announcer voice...]
CITIZENS, PLEASE WELCOME CAPTAINS BEETLEBOB, SMUDGY, CUDDLES AND FLUFFUMS!
THEY WILL NOW TAKE ANY QUESTIONS YOU MAY HAVE!
[ETA: Don't hesitate to tag in if you haven't already! We'll be backtagging this post for a while yet, so if your character has questions, ask 'em!]