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sailmods ([personal profile] sailmods) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2022-06-10 02:13 am

JUNE OPEN LOG

[but, hey: you shouldn't be left out of the camping fun just because you didn't think to sign up, or you only got here yesterday, or actually you only got here today and you have no idea what's going on! because the camp can come to YOU!

meaning, shortly after seeing the others off, Friday returns to the atrium and begins setting up a few items she's brought from... somewhere, one assumes? a pup tent. two sleeping bags. a tent stove. s'mores accoutrements. there's a fake potted plant that she decided looked enough like a tree. all pushed together in the middle of the atrium.

at her spot behind the desk, she looks visibly pleased with herself. she's doing her best.]
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[personal profile] theweakhavepurpose 2022-06-16 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"That a fancy way of saying everyone started fighting?" Because while he's not that upset about being here what with the all you can eat food and him being dead, he could see where others are pissed as hell and want to kick the shit out of the guy who did it.

"I dunno why anyone would leave when there's a free buffet. Though maybe there's an even better one offship. Like in Vegas." Sure the novelty of free food will wear off eventually...but it'll be a long while for this guy who hasn't had a decent meal in months. Or steady access to real food.

"How long you think they'll be gone?"
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[personal profile] businessorlibation 2022-06-17 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Everyone was told to fight--they all had collars that would kill them if no one was killed within the first 24 hours. And so they did. They fought and killed one another. Every television on the ship showed it, all day and all night. In full detail."

Johnny shakes his head slightly. "Anyway. Uh. This current excursion is supposed to be for a week."
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[personal profile] theweakhavepurpose 2022-06-20 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
"At the party? Some dinner. Was there even food?" He has his priorities very straight. "Sounds just like home."

Hopefully with less questionable meat chunks. He digs another marshmallow out of the bag to start roasting, he's someone who used to subsist on junk food and energy drinks, and oh how he's missed sugar.

"Huh, that's longer than I expected." furrowing his brow as he wonders why it would take them a week to all kill each other. Unless they're somewhere really huge and spread out.