All right, boys and girls... and Tex ( Read more... )

Though, hey, before you guys all show up to poker or whatever we're doing now, we need to have a quick meeting. Tex and I found something really weird on Morpheus, and I think you're all going to want to know about it. Maybe one of you will have some idea what it's about.

You beat me to it, kid, I was thinking a movie night would be great, myself. But hey, I'd be up for anything, really ( Read more... )

"Hey Tex, didja get that flashlight thing the kid made?"

Uh, no thanks, Carter. Not a big fan of cake. Or parties. Well... Not that kind of party.

... If any of you managed to bring a bunch of booze with you when you came here, you'd tell the rest of us, right? Or, more importantly, you'd tell me. I'm pretty sure that's critical operations intelligence, you know. Key to survival and all that.

Robin- ha, ha, very funny.

Tex- coming from you? Thank god.

Everyone else- eh, I didn't want any shitty homemade gifts anyway. I've had enough of those over the years to last me a lifetime. Seriously, if I got one more macaroni picture from Caboose I'd have stabbed him to death with pasta. Which has got to be a really painful way to die.

So, what did you guys all get me for my birthday?

Okay, since it doesn't look like Tex feels like joining in on our little conversation here, yeah, she's from my world too, obviously. We were both stationed at some middle-of-fucking-nowhere outpost called Blood Gulch for a while, me because I'm a Blue and she because she's a mercenary and they must've offered her ten bucks to do it. Word of ( Read more... )

Okay, so supposing you guys actually all are from different universes or whatever. However that works. (Which I still think is bullshit, by the way, but it's not the first time this has happened to me.) You all want to tell me a little about yourselves and your worlds? Maybe there's some kind of pattern. I mean, this place is obviously set up so it ( Read more... )