RETURN

[heavenonthemind]

Who: Survivors of the Port!
Where: Everywhere on the Barge!
What: Naked time. And PTSD.
When: Various times during the day.
Warnings: Potential mentions of gore, character death, and nudity

Comments

11:59 PM (aka the latest time possible) - SUBTLE BADASSERY

[heavenonthemind]

SPAM [For Iago and whoever!]

[heavenonthemind]

[Judas didn't know up from down when he appeared on the seventh level, completely stark naked and much cleaner than he'd been the entire weekend. The blood that had been caked to every nook of his body was gone; Paddy's blood, zombie blood, his own blood, his skin was now a fresh, blank slate. What he noticed before that, though, was his distinct lack of weaponry. Where had his shotgun gone? And his satchel full of gauze and supplies. His blue eyes grew bright with fear, the red-rimmed and bloodshot quality making them stand out even more from his face than usual.]

Re: SPAM [For Iago and whoever!]

[inhumandog]

Iago had managed to escape his own entry point free of too much awkwardness. He had been roaming the ship, going from the infirmary to the various corridors, just trying to find word of the Marquis or Judas. Not that he'd admit to the former.

But it was Judas he first saw. Standing naked there. Wonderful. He reached over, grabbing his arm gently.

"Judas..."

Re: SPAM [For Iago and whoever!]

[heavenonthemind]

Judas at first didn't notice the approach of Iago before he felt the touch of the soldier's hand on his arm. He jumped first, clearly startled by it, before he just threw his arms around him, holding him like he had feared the other man wouldn't return. It was only now that the Apostle noticed his lack of clothing when he felt the fabric of Iago's against his own bare skin.

"I didn't think I would," he mumbled into the side of Iago's neck, not even beginning to let go or form a coherent thought. "You were... I thought..."

idk 7 PM ish. For everyone. MAN I JUST WANT TO LOG THIS

[captain_jtkirk]

[Well, he supposed there were worse ways to end the weekend. He could've died and ended up naked back on the Barge, rather than just plain naked and covered in bruises and mysteriously cleaned up cuts. Oh yeah and his glorious stab wound to the shoulder from Kahlan earlier in the week, which looks like it's healing over quick nicely.]

"Awesome." [Yeah that's sarcasm and 'what the fuck is wrong with you, Admiral' tone.]

[gotgreenmagic]

[Sudden chill. Downward glance. Sigh.]

"Yeah, I was just thinking I was wearing too much."

[captain_jtkirk]

"Oh god, my eyes." [Kirk cried, covering said eyes instead of you know, his junk. Because making jokes is an excellent way to deal with traumatic stress.] "The Admiral is a sick, sick man."

[naughtbutlife]

[Angelica, on the other hand, was merely just ambling back to her own room. She was too tired to dash - and did not particularly care who spotted her pale backside. It was not as though it was her choice to be bare.

She was about to start on the stairs when she spotted a wild man hurrying towar-

Oh.]

Sexby!

[naughtbutlife]

[No bullet in his brain, and he was in one piece too. Well. He was the same amount of person he had been when they first went to port.]

Thus far....all. Aye. [She would have shrugged softly, but that was not the most flattering gesture to make for a nude woman of her age.]

You....oh, you survived. Glory Be.

TEAM WHISPERING OAKS (well, Rex's own little detour from it)

[stopthat_destro]

[When in public, Rex liked being the opposite of naked. And so, as soon as he gathered his wits, he made a break for his room. Stupid Admiral, dropping them off on the deck. Not that there were many people there, but he felt so exposed. To the stairwell! He took a look behind him as he opened the door.]

Re: TEAM WHISPERING OAKS (well, Rex's own little detour from it)

[deusexmechanic]

[By a happy coincidence, at exactly that time, Harper was heading out of the stairwell. He had other places to be, clothes to acquire, and most importantly, naked people to see before they all got back to their rooms. Probably the last person who he wanted to nakedly collide with was his inmate.

There was a reason why Harper had a theory about the Universe being sentient and full of hatred, and as the skinny, naked body of his inmate sent him staggering backwards and down the stairs behind them, Harper felt more certain than ever of that theory.]

Re: TEAM WHISPERING OAKS (well, Rex's own little detour from it)

[stopthat_destro]

[After a brief tumble down the stairs where nobody, miraculously, got injured, Rex found himself on top of his warden. Naked, on top of his warden. Also, his arm hurt from the burns where the Spitter had gotten him, and his ribs were in a great deal of pain, both from the bruising where the Charger had grabbed him, as well as the other damage dealt. He winced and sat up, rubbing at his ribs a little, then looked down at Harper again and let out a manly scream and jumped off of his warden.]

Why-- YOU-- OF ALL--!

Re: TEAM WHISPERING OAKS (well, Rex's own little detour from it)

[deusexmechanic]

[Harper scowled. This was just great, he'd been hoping for an eyeful of naked chicks (and maybe a little bit of Ms Parker, if she happened to be around), and what did he get? A trip down the stairs, with Rex of all people. Letting out a little groan, he elbowed his way into a sitting position, and glared at his inmate.]

Hey, you think you're my first choice of partner for post flood cuddling?

TEAM MINIVAN

[painhumbles]

Murphy wouldn't leave, which was bad enough on its own, but did she really have to use her kung-fu on him when it actually hurt? Luckily for the both of them, the fact that she was trying to avoid hitting him in his infected area and some general limb finagling that can't accurately be described.... They managed to both land in the safehouse and get teleported back to the Barge.

....Into the CES.

Rather, a lake in the CES.

Gabriel immediately grabs onto Murphy in case she's disoriented or something and begins swimming upwards, breaking the surface of the water with a gasp. The first thing he notices is the fact that his angel radio is working again, which means DEAR GOD, FRODO, THE ARCHANGEL IS ALIVE.

The second thing he notices is that he's clinging to Murphy.

Who is naked.

On closer examination.... So is he.

...Huh.

TEAM MINIVAN

[notarrowette]

Cissie is completely disoriented by the sudden transport back to the Barge; the only thing more disorienting is that then she's dumped into a large body of water. She swallows about half the lake and flails, making the mistake of instinctively trying to swim with both arms. Landing in water at least makes a better landing than anything else would have, but it's still more pressure on her broken arm than she wants. She makes her way to the surface, sputtering and coughing.

She keeps herself afloat by kicking and shoves her hair out of her eyes, looking around for the others... which is about when she notices that she is naked.

If she could duck all the way underwater without drowning, she totally would.

TEAM MINIVAN

[bythe_books]

Sam, meanwhile, is mildly concussed from the slab of concrete the big ugly bloke had thrown at him. Luckily, the water wakes him up some, and he sputters and flails for a moment, before regaining his senses.

Well.

Sort of. Kind of. His head's spinning and he's sure he's got a knot the size of an egg. The water, at least, fends off the desire to fall down and sleep.

He looks around at the others, his vision spotty for a moment, and he rubs at his eyes. "Are we-- is this..." Looking down now. "Why are we naked? What the hell is going on here?"

[whateverthemess]

Murphy takes a second to wheeze the water out of her lungs, treading water despite the rapidly returning pain in her leg. She stares at Gabriel, torn between confusion and the fact that he's naked and they're in a lake which is not the barge and he is naked and Harry might be stuck back on that crapshack world or a zombie and they're both naked and this sucks.

So, of course, she starts laughing. Because sometimes you hit a certain point and there's nothing else left to do. She just treads water and laughs until the slightly hysterical edge turns into a mostly hysterical whole. "Where the hell are we. Where the hell are we, and where are our clothes.She pushes away from Gabriel and strikes out toward Sam, trying to ignore the fact that they are now naked in the middle of the woods God only knows where. "Relax, Tyler. I don't trust you not to drown yourself right now