Snap, Crackle, and POP

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[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. Tag each other in groups of 2's, 3's, and 4's, to get some interaction to start with. If a thread doesn't already have 2 or 3 people tagged in, tag it with your character's podpop popping near the other people, rather than making a new

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[we_deliver]

The last thing she remembered were the bullets stitching into her cockpit, the toxic atmosphere of Pandora flooding in, the scream of a stinger heading straight for her-

And then she slid out of the pod with a disgusting wet schlorp noise and struggled to climb to her feet. Trudy was no stranger to waking up from stasis - she'd been put in cold sleep on her way to Pandora, and she'd been back and forth to the outposts at Jupiter in cold sleep a few times. The disorientation, the gnawing hunger, the stiffness in her limbs - those were all normal, and she immediately started going through the muscle exercises that would make her limber and fighting-able faster.

At the same time, she was taking stock. No service rifle. No uniform. Not even a goddamn radio- where the hell...?

"Great," she said, getting a better look at herself. "The afterlife is sticky alien glop."

[cattleherding]

If Aftran was disoriented, confused, and completely lost, she was at least lucky enough that Karen felt equally as such. When the Yeerk mentally snapped, Be quiet, the human girl was fearful enough to comply.

Aftran coughed and shook her goop-soaked hair out of her face as she got to her feet. She looked about, trying to keep the fear she herself was feeling off of her host's face. She caught sight of a human woman -- she seemed to be human anyway -- and decided it was best to act the part she looked. For now, anyway.

"Excuse me..."

[we_deliver]

Trudy was slowly beginning to think that she was not, in fact, dead. For one thing, there were other people around her - people she had never seen before, some of which weren't human or Na'vi.

For another, there was the voice... the voice in her head which... Usually when there are voices in your head it's a sign you've either been at the tequila too long or it's time to go on leave for a long time.

As she was taking stock, and trying not to get too annoyed at the naked part, she heard a small voice and looked down.

A kid.

Great.

"Yeah? Are you looking for your mom or something?"

[cattleherding]

This woman seemed as lost as Aftran was. So the Yeerk put on a scared face, nodding in answer to the question. "Where are we? Where's my mommy and daddy?"

And then came the voice. ||You are here.|| It was a voice and not a voice, in her head and yet distinctly different from the thoughtspeak she'd become used to when she'd worked in Visser Three's personal guard. This was not the doing of Yeerks, but the Andalites didn't seem to be behind this either.

And so Aftran would continue to be "Karen" for now. "I'm scared, lady."

[nothefarragut]

Light.

"If you have half a chance of successful negotiation with the Ka'a'lim, you're going to need someone with the linguistic skills I possess.  I can pick apart a new language in less time than it would take you to either talk or shoot your way out of that bar.  I'm going on this mission."  Uhura folded her arms and leaned back against the bulkhead, a PADD dangling from her fingertips as she fixed her eyes on Kirk's face.

He had that look on his face.  The one that said something smartass was coming.  She held up a hand.

"Would you like to explain to the Admiralty exactly how you started a war by not listening to your Communications officer, and do so from the inside of a brig on some alien planet, or would you like actually like to enjoy your next shore leave?" That came with a smile.  Point made.

"Good point," Kirk said.  "You do the talking."

Heat.

"Enterprise, we are on an intercept course with Landria Outpost Seven.  We are picking up unusual electrical activity planetside, please advise," came the voice of Ensign

[sly_knife]

There was a curious clicking noise from behind her. Sly Knife had discovered a human female. She had no weapons. She was no threat. She was not pry. He gave her a passing glance, studying her intently as he prepared to move on. "If none of you are armed, this is going to be boring."

Of course, he had no idea that she could understand him, thanks to the magic of Stacy.

[nothefarragut]

Uhura stiffened, then looked annoyed as she turned to identify the voice. Her immediate reaction was to flinch before she shrugged the decidedly vicious odd looking alien's appearance off. She was still naked, and still disturbed and his statement irritated her.

"You want a fight?" Uhura asked, crossing her arms as if that was going to provide her with some cover. It really didn't.

[sly_knife]

Fortunately, Sly Knife had no interest in human females, aside from the few times he'd hunted them as prey. He blinked slowly, head cocking to one side. Had it just understood him? He spread his mandibles with another click.

"You are not armed and female. No honor in that."

Well, there was honor in killing females, provided they weren't pregnant or sick. And had a weapon.

[hisfathersstaff]

Light. It was the first thing that came to Negi's mind

[fluffyapartheid]

A pod opened near the teenager, and a small red figure poured onto the floor. All eight of its legs twitched slightly, then flailed. The creature opened its large yellow eyes slowly, slime clinging to its eyelids.

Slowly, Zhiai'kahn pulled herself upright, staring around the cavernous space. She was confused. The climate felt very much like her tropical home, but it did not look right in any way. She made an attempt to walk, when a sound crashed through her new world. A pair of hands went to her ears, trying and failing to shut out the sound. A strong gust of wind followed, and she dug her claws into the fleshy ground to keep from being thrown away by the force.

The noise and wind stopped, and she loosened her grip on the ground. "What... what in the holy eight arms of the Gods was that?" She said aloud.

[ermine_flash]

"Sweet Saint Louise Aniki, rage much?" exclaimed Chamo, waving his short little arms around. "You could have hurt someone!"

"Sorry..." muttered the teenager, trying to curl up into a ball, holding back tears.

"Sheesh." Looking over, the small ermine blinked at the fluffy thing near them and waved a forepaw. "Oi! You okay there? Nothing hurt or broken?"

[fluffyapartheid]

Zhiai'kahn turned her head to look at the two... things... near her. They only served to confuse her more, as she'd never really seen anything that had looked like that. The big one was almost like a Hoefeken, but two small and hairless. And the small one looked like the projections she's seen of ancient Sansani, but with too few limbs. But yet they seemed to be able to speak in her language.

"I... am not sure," she slowly said in response to the question. "Though I have suspicions that I am going through a dream, or hallucinating in some form."

[killsfengshui]

Mei-Xing can't quite catch herself as she falls, and shudders in a fetal position. Numbly, she listens to Stacy explain herself. A dragon has kidnapped her. Wonderful

[curiousredsoul]

Mei-Xing's shrieking seems to have attracted some attention, a certain dragon has made her way among the pods towards the source of sound. Stopping a few meters away as she comes across the woman, human? Hmm perhaps not..wincing as she continues to shriek.

If Mei-Xing is still viewing in that same astral view, she may find that amongst the chaos and negative energy, the dragon before her is something of a beacon of life and energy.

Watching her for a moment before finally speaking, a kind enough tone stepping slowly closer "Calm yourself, letting panic take you will do no help.."

[killsfengshui]

Mei-Xing is mostly lost, scrambling back into the relative safety of the physical world.

When she finally looks up, her view of the physical world hasn't improved much. No, there's a dragon right there. She lets out another terrified shriek, and moves on to her rear, skittering backwards until her back touches her newly vacated pod.

No, she's not exactly in the calming zone right now.

[curiousredsoul]

Celena blinked as the other scrambled back and shrieked at her presense. Taking a step back away from the other to give her some room.

"My apologies, I did not wish to startle you, nor do I mean you any harm," She would try explaining calmly and honestly.

[echoofaperson]

The first thing he was activity conscious of was the fact that he was wet and his head hurt terribly. The last thing he remembered was grabbing his backpack to head out of class