[HELLO? AGAIN? It’s fine.
Taako is here, he’s in a cute break in outfit, it’s probably tie-dye. That’s all you need to know. He’s brought his associated inventory, but the flamethrower, as always, is kind of an accessory?
He pauses, digging in his fanny pack for a second before unfolding a piece of construction paper. On it, in beautiful glitter pen, is his signature.]
Hold on, I think— I’m a celebrity, they’ll let me in.
[Then he slides the paper under the door.]
Taako is here, he’s in a cute break in outfit, it’s probably tie-dye. That’s all you need to know. He’s brought his associated inventory, but the flamethrower, as always, is kind of an accessory?
He pauses, digging in his fanny pack for a second before unfolding a piece of construction paper. On it, in beautiful glitter pen, is his signature.]
Hold on, I think— I’m a celebrity, they’ll let me in.
[Then he slides the paper under the door.]
I'd be really amazed if the paper thing worked.
[ But Escha does give Magnus plenty of time to work at the lock. That seems like the smartest way in - that seems like the thing that would work!
But then
after a while
she gets bored. And taps Magnus on the shoulder to nudge him out of the way before slamming her staff into the door as hard as she can. ]
[ But Escha does give Magnus plenty of time to work at the lock. That seems like the smartest way in - that seems like the thing that would work!
But then
after a while
she gets bored. And taps Magnus on the shoulder to nudge him out of the way before slamming her staff into the door as hard as she can. ]
[ . . . hm.
Taako will look at a book, yeah - Here’s on that seems familiar? ‘7 Habits For Highly Effective Elves‘? flipping through, but after a second he’ll look at each plaque.]
Horror? Fuck no. Romance. Uh. Sci-fi . . . ?
Taako will look at a book, yeah - Here’s on that seems familiar? ‘7 Habits For Highly Effective Elves‘? flipping through, but after a second he’ll look at each plaque.]
Horror? Fuck no. Romance. Uh. Sci-fi . . . ?
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[ Escha also plucks a book off the shelf. It's... Looks around my room.... Uh, Solaris. That's not a funny joke but sometimes that's just how it be. ]
Sure, I don't mi--hey, wait up at least!
[ And she hurries after Magnus! ]
Sure, I don't mi--hey, wait up at least!
[ And she hurries after Magnus! ]
Starblaster . . . . . 2? Really? No one likes a sequel.
[Taako tilts his head for a second. This is a little hard because he's wearing one of those silly retro space helmets, but it's fine.]
Anyway, this is easy! We just shoot every. Just in case.
[Anyway, Taako will take some initiative! For once. Heading into the coffin cabins, humming as he goes.]
[Taako tilts his head for a second. This is a little hard because he's wearing one of those silly retro space helmets, but it's fine.]
Anyway, this is easy! We just shoot every. Just in case.
[Anyway, Taako will take some initiative! For once. Heading into the coffin cabins, humming as he goes.]
I think it would be way too easy if it were Traitor Dave...
[ She hurries to keep up with them both. ]
Then again, I feel like we'd feel really stupid if we didn't at least check.
[ She hurries to keep up with them both. ]
Then again, I feel like we'd feel really stupid if we didn't at least check.
[Waving back to sweet, sweet, sweaty Traitor Dave. Taako walks up and puts a hand on one of his sweaty, sweaty shoulders.]
It's our good friend and close confidante, Traitor Dave! I love-- I love this guy. Always with the touching the weird plants and stuff, right? You're such a jokester, Traitor Dave. Always with the betraying and the backstabbing and the double-crossing. Except for us three, your favorite people in the galaxy. That's true loyalty. An affliction that even Space Doctors can't cure.
Um, anyway, bud, have you heard of any treacherous action going around the ship here? Any rumors on the downlow you wanna share with us? Maybe it's Rhonda in Space Accounting, I never trusted her.
It's our good friend and close confidante, Traitor Dave! I love-- I love this guy. Always with the touching the weird plants and stuff, right? You're such a jokester, Traitor Dave. Always with the betraying and the backstabbing and the double-crossing. Except for us three, your favorite people in the galaxy. That's true loyalty. An affliction that even Space Doctors can't cure.
Um, anyway, bud, have you heard of any treacherous action going around the ship here? Any rumors on the downlow you wanna share with us? Maybe it's Rhonda in Space Accounting, I never trusted her.
[Yeah, he instantly loves and supports Traitor Dave as well. He doesn't understand Taako is seducing him, so putting a hand on his other sweaty shoulder.]
It's like I've always said, you have the best intuition for traitors in the galaxy, huh? And also, some kind of problem with your sweat glands. Why don't you tell us who you think the traitor is, in your heart?
It's like I've always said, you have the best intuition for traitors in the galaxy, huh? And also, some kind of problem with your sweat glands. Why don't you tell us who you think the traitor is, in your heart?
[ Escha supports Traitor Dave, but from a distance because she does not want to get sweaty. In fact: ]
Um - you guys probably shouldn't touch him...
[ Then, to Traitor Dave: ] Traitor Dave, you should be in the infirmary. Promise you'll head there, once you've answered our questions?
Um - you guys probably shouldn't touch him...
[ Then, to Traitor Dave: ] Traitor Dave, you should be in the infirmary. Promise you'll head there, once you've answered our questions?
Oh Dave, don't play coy with me, I know we've had our on-and-off again in the past, because you just can't help your traitorous ways, but in the end you'll always come through for me.
[Patting him on the shoulder. Then wiping off his space glove on his space pants.]
Anyway, pilates is most definitely a cover for some nefarious bullshit. Let's go fuck Rhonda's day up.
[Patting him on the shoulder. Then wiping off his space glove on his space pants.]
Anyway, pilates is most definitely a cover for some nefarious bullshit. Let's go fuck Rhonda's day up.
[Well, now he's feeling competitive? With Taako?]
Yeah, Dave, and I'll never forgot that space laser fight we had at the Best Friends Forever party you threw me. Or that time you died in my arms, but it turned out to be your clone.
[Patting him. And then heading towards the Entertainment Lounge.]
Rhonda! You evil?
Yeah, Dave, and I'll never forgot that space laser fight we had at the Best Friends Forever party you threw me. Or that time you died in my arms, but it turned out to be your clone.
[Patting him. And then heading towards the Entertainment Lounge.]
Rhonda! You evil?
[ Too bad Escha is not nearly as competitive, so she just waves to Traitor-Dave as they move on to the next room. ]
Don't forget to visit the infirmary.
[ ... Magnus. This is all just too direct!! ]
I really don't know if we're going about this in the best way.
Rhonda, do you feel different at all, today?
Don't forget to visit the infirmary.
[ ... Magnus. This is all just too direct!! ]
I really don't know if we're going about this in the best way.
Rhonda, do you feel different at all, today?
Whatever, Rhonda, you're the one doing Pilates in the middle of the Space Lounge. Other people use this space . . . ?
[Taako's apparently not happy with his Space Paycheck either.]
Have you ever heard of a, what was it? A Groff?
[Taako's apparently not happy with his Space Paycheck either.]
Have you ever heard of a, what was it? A Groff?
It was a Grob.
[ But what kind of an inside joke is that?? Escha still obediently hides obediently behind Magnus. ]
S-should we do something? Lock her up so she can't infect anyone else?
[ But what kind of an inside joke is that?? Escha still obediently hides obediently behind Magnus. ]
S-should we do something? Lock her up so she can't infect anyone else?
[Taako refuses to understand the theater joke because I am closing my eyes.]
Hm. You sure about that Rhonda? I would think only a Grob would tell us lies about Grob behavior-- [then he suddenly WHIPS AROUND LIKE HE'S ABLE TO SLAP HER then stops.] Ha-cha!
Hm. You sure about that Rhonda? I would think only a Grob would tell us lies about Grob behavior-- [then he suddenly WHIPS AROUND LIKE HE'S ABLE TO SLAP HER then stops.] Ha-cha!

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