Pods Will Pop

[cityship]

[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. If you would like to play out them talking to the AI, please send an email to the mods making the request--we do this only by request. Then move onto the big Newbie Meeting. Once your character has gotten the rundown from the old crew,

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[greenestlantern]

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY RING?" Guy shouts the second he's capable of it. Naked? Fine. Goo? He can deal. But he needs his goddamn ring. Great purpose, blah, blah, fighting alien insects, nothing new. Seriously, he needs his damn ring. Then he could at least call Kyle and tell him, hey, kidnapped by aliens, mind the bar, would you?

Wait.

Kyle can't mind the bar. Kyle's dead.

Kyle's dead and Guy's on some damn alien ship where he can't even get revenge or finish what Kyle started.

Shit.

[better_robin]

Damian always knew he was meant for great things. But he'd appreciate it if said great things didn't involve so much nudity and slime. How stupid. Luckily, he's pretty good at sticking to shadows.

If Grayson has to rescue him from this, Damian will die of shame. Whatever the situation is, he's perfectly capable of handling it himself.

[bestgaujo_ever]

He needed a cigarette. He needed like a thousand cigarettes. He needed to smoke four cigarettes at once.

There was goo EVERYWHERE. It was a bit ridiculous, once it weighed down his hair and it was all slimy in his face, and he coughed and started wiping his eyes a bit uselessly. He'd done his fair share of weird things before, with... clowns and carnivals and pumpkins and even an afternoon spent walking in place on the same stair for about four straight hours that he didn't like to talk about, okay. But he was pretty sure this one took the cake.

He was so very naked. And rather cold. He felt like his nads were going to retract into his body. And who the hell was Stacy?

[greenisnewblack]

There was something to be said about the feeling of blowing yourself up. It felt like you had just been swallowed by a huge monster and spit back up onto the floor. Blowing yourself up was supposed to heroic, not slimy

[greenestlantern]

Guy heard a familiar voice. No, it was impossible. Kyle had blown up. He'd seen it. He'd--

It was Kyle. Live and in way too much of the flesh.

"KYLE!" Guy shouted, storming up to him. "YOU GODDAMN IDIOT!"

[greenisnewblack]

Oh god, here comes the freight train. Usually when you died you didn’t see your angry best friend first thing. You’re supposed to see lovely naked angels… not… “Dude, you’re flopping about there….”

Because, honestly what else was he supposed to say. He really wasn’t that sorry about blowing himself up, it was either he did that or those black lanterns got the Alpha Lantern battery and killed them all.

[greenestlantern]

Hey, Kyle was flopping too, and really beside the point. He stormed up to Kyle and punched him. Hard. "You had me real worried! Don't you know I'm the one who's supposed to take the dumb risks? How'd you even survive that?"

[thunder_ace]

Fate coughed, trying to get the bitter salty taste out of her mouth as she pushed herself into a sitting position. Her cheeks burned when the realization that she was naked set in, and she had to repress a shudder as she attempted to wipe some of the slime off of her. She frantically looked around, trying to remember how she got here. This certainly didn't look like anywhere she had been on Mid-Childa...

She stood shakily, trying her best to cover herself, and cautiously followed the trail of lights upwards, taking in the information given to her as Stacy answered her questions.

"The... Ohm?" Strange. In all her years working for the Time Space Administration Bureau, Fate had never one heard of these strange beings. Surely if they were such a threat, the TSAB would have heard of them... right?