Today, amidst the turmoil that was the meatship and its wayward crew, three of its members found themselves released from GLaDOS's clutches in three separate corners of their domain. Following is an objective analysis of their respective predicaments, cool and unbiased as per usual:

( In this corner, the Observation Deck, one amnesiac alien. )

Amaterasu could feel her heart sink upon seeing the “Plant Temple”. It had brightened her spirit thinking that there was some life on this meat ship. This was not what she was picturing at all when she heard ‘temple’! She imagined it to be a shine of lush green foliage with little song birds and colorful flowers, a refuge of untouched nature, but ( Read more... )

This ship... was huge. And 'huge' didn't even seem to be a big enough word. Gargantuan. Cavernous. Ratchet's logical mind was struggling to understand how something on this scale was possible, but then again, common sense pointed out, they were dealing with interdenominational world eaters and planets full of people sleeping in pods. Logic didn't ( Read more... )

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home ( Read more... )

Javert, after casting his votes, had decided not to remain with the others who were milling about. He had instead headed for the City, intent on familiarizing himself even further with its twists and turns. What use was a policeman who didn't know his beat? None at all. Therefore, Javert took it upon himself to learn ( Read more... )

Aeneas stood back and regarded his new home.

What an odd thing to think-‘new home’. Never had the alien thought he would be making a house on what he previously considered a ‘transportation vessel’; Stacy was just another transitory location, a means of getting from point A to point B with a few stops on the way. But then again, hadn’t he thought ( Read more... )

By this point, the Ohm had spread all across the planet.

Destruction spread throughout the cities of Zokez II. There were evacuees that still needed to escape. People that needed saving.

It was time for the crew to do what they did best.

[ooc: Sub-plots! Check here before tagging.]

Rei had taken the phrase 'Shore Leave' a bit literally. After a quick shopping trip to pick up some real clothes and a pair of swim trunks, he'd made his way down to a beach. Like usual, he was smiling like mad, though this time it was different. This time the smile actually made it to his eyes. He was actually happy now, instead of just faking ( Read more... )

The first thing Katara would do once she got her shore leave and money would be to head to a shop a buy a bathing suit: it nothing too bare, she preferred one pieces to bikinis anyway, and she got one with a pretty interesting design decked in blue. When that was done, she purchased some suntan lotion and made straight away for the water, laughing ( Read more... )

There were some things Aeneas had to attend to before he could continue with his project. Mainly it was contacting the Command Crew and seeing if said project could even begin to be contemplated, much less be carried out; but there was also that matter of knowing his tools, figuring out what he had available to work with and how he could better use ( Read more... )