Is all this mess over already? I wonder, does the captain let these glitches in his system happen intentionally, or does he have less control of the ship than we believed?

I am looking forward to getting off the ship. I wonder, will our ... possessions be returned to us on the island?

[Locked to Toph / 90% Unhackable]

Toph? Could you make that iron bar for me? I have a pan you can use. You're more than welcome to the remnants; perhaps you could make a bracelet that you could mold into a weapon if you ever need one.

[Locked to Remy / 90% Unhackable]

When was our venture into the unknown going to be?

[Unlocked]

Comfort is

Are the trees in the forest important to anyone? I thought I'd ask the crew first before knocking a few down.

[Samus was up in the forest standing amidst the creek, practicing some staff fighting on her own. Rather than using a wooden staff, she had taken to a barbell, a nice 45 pound (20 kg for you metric folks) beating stick.]

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Redd ... just kill him already. Permanently. Or keep him in the brig till we reach this Shore of yours and then I'll do it for you. He's proven himself unwilling to live with the rest of us. You're only putting us in danger every day you let him walk free.

[Semi-Open Comment Log. Feel free to run into her or just reply to the post. This is in response to a game Kevas and Samus set up.]

[The com turns on in a room devoid of any outside noise.]I hear the trolls like to live under bridges where they can extort tolls from passers by. No wonder our resident troll is so bored on this ship ( Read more... )

If there is one good thing that can be gained from that ... experience, it is that some people have shown their true colors. And their idiocy.

Tell me. How to the people of your worlds look upon vigilantism?

[Locked to Samuel]

I wanted to thank you for being kind to me over this weekend.

[*Sniffle*]

What is this place? Are we on vacation?

[Open Commentlog]

[Samus made her way into Sergei's this evening. She was wearing her traditional blue athletic clothes, but now she had added a blue t-shirt and matching sweat pants to her attire; the better to keep eyes off her. She wasn't a drinker, but after snooping about the comm logs she had decided that someone might have answers for her ( Read more... )

Redd, you are a strange, strange man.

[Samus was sticking in her room that day, at least until the party. She awoke to find a plushy Chozo ... it looked like Old Bird. At least it didn't look like Gray Voice, that would have been worse.]

[Uncharacteristically, she sat on her bed, eating her chocolates, wracked with memories.]

Considering the number of warriors and fighters onboard, I'm looking to spar. I'll hold back for those who need it. Otherwise, consider it catharsis. I'll be in the gym.

[She didn't think she needed to specify who wasn't invited.]