EVENT; LIFTS & CORRIDORS

[ataraxites]

CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: The Corridors.
WARNINGS: Space crazy, violence, etc.
SUMMARY: You may have simply been taking the lift with passerbys, but now you're hopelessly lost.
NOTES: Notes on the corridors.

Those on their way to meet a friend at dinner, or heading to their department, may never reach their intended destination. Instead, characters will find themselves in an unfamiliar part of the ship, abruptly stranded. All attempts to access the elevator will prove fruitless, as the doors cannot be pried open and the lift will not respond when called. It looks like you have no where to go but forward. Hallways will connect only to other hallways, giving you the impression that you're always on your way somewhere- but can't quite manage to arrive. Time spent in the hallways will seem endless, but with luck you may find a break in the monotony. It is possible for characters to find one another, which would be preferable, as it's probably safer traveling in groups. Those that spend an excessive amount of time in their own company will find themselves feeling increasingly hostile and paranoid, until even the walls seem to be watching. That may not be such an exaggeration, with those murals that continually appear...

Comments

[supfirehawk]

"You won't be?" She was getting the impression she wanted the guy out of the way just as much as she did.

[testgasm]

"Me?"

He laughed, awkwardly, waving his hands in a decidedly negatory motion.

"Ohhhh, no no nono, I don't really--I'm not into the murder thing."

The anymore went unsaid.

[supfirehawk]

She gave him an odd look and motioned to his ASHPD.

"Then what's that gun for?"

[testgasm]

"This?"

He hefted the device in question into his arms, as if to give Lillith a better look.

"Oh, uh. This isn't a projectile weapon per se. It's a portal device."

how did I miss this tag

[supfirehawk]

"So you fire portals at people when they attack you?" Because that sounded incredibly useless, unless he meant something else by portal.

[testgasm]

"Not...exactly."

It was a bit strange to explain, after all.

"It makes tunnels. Through...space."

[supfirehawk]

"...Are you staying here just for fun and those can get us out of here?" She could hope, right?

[testgasm]

"Well, uh."

And the bad news.

"If I had placed one end of it in the populated part of the ship, sure. As it stands, however, I did not plan on getting lost, when I took the lift today. I did--I put one back when I first started wandering, in the event I need to backtrack. Not sure how much good it'll do, though."

[supfirehawk]

"Someone might get the lifts working. Have you been checking?"

[testgasm]

"Who?" He scoffed. "Engineering?"

[supfirehawk]

"Or whoever broke the thing in the first place."

[testgasm]

"Which could be a great number of people, if we really want to stop and think about it."

His shrug sort of indicated that he was beyond the point of wanting to stop and think about it.

"And then, of course, there's the running theory that the ship wants us dead, so."

[supfirehawk]

She glanced around them and sighed. "If it wants us out so bad, it should just send us home."

[testgasm]

"I said dead, not gone. Death as the ultimate goal. Bringing us here to toy with us, kill us when it gets bored. See how much creepy space idiocy we can survive."

[supfirehawk]

"Have you thought about this a lot?"

[testgasm]

He pulled back his sleeve and offers his left forearm--showing off the zero-zero-one tattooed there.

"First jump, mate."

[supfirehawk]

Well, that was unexpected. She frowned slightly as she eyed the tattoo.

"You've seen it all, then. Things haven't changed much, have they?"

[testgasm]

"Not really, no." He shook his head. "Every so often the ship throws something like this at us, we make it through, and then something else happens. We're no closer to figuring any of this out than when we first started showing up."

[supfirehawk]

"Great, a mysterious, murderous ship." She rubs her temples. "So, has security been a pain since the beginning?"

[testgasm]

"Always," he replies without hesitation. "Never punishing the people who need to be punished, blaming the people who get hurt for getting hurt in the first place, refusing to investigate anything--and they wonder why nobody wants to report anything to them."

[supfirehawk]

At least she knew that now. "I don't plan to put up with them for much longer. I'm not going to get thrown in the brig every time I don't play by their rules. Has it been the same people in power?"

[testgasm]

"So, mutiny, then?"

He says it with the slightest bit of a cringe, as if he isn't quite sure he likes where this is going. As much as he would love to see Kirk and his ridiculous company of space heroes taken down, he isn't sure he wants to be the one doing it.

"But, uh, yeah. Took charge right from the start, most of them. Edgeworth is a relatively new addition."

[supfirehawk]

"He's my least favorite of the batch. He doesn't act qualified to even be on a security force." Not that she cared if he did, she'd still dislike him out of principle.

[testgasm]

"Maddening, is what he is." Wheatley obviously had a lot of opinions on the matter. "You look up hypocrite in the dictionary and he's the first thing you see."

[supfirehawk]

"Why is he even trusted within security?"