E.S. Berkhard---1st Mission. "Getting to know you, getting to know all about you...."

[proxy_explorers]

Each crewmate had woken up in a cabin assigned to them, with their name and role on the door outside. It was a pretty nice little cabin, private and with a private bathroom. Like a basic hotel room honestly, in shades of deep blue and rich brown wood and steel. Clean sheets on the bed, clean linens on the desk waiting for use, and a closet full of uniforms for their use. (Each consisting of dark blue BDU pants and jacket with rank and name, a black undershirt, and black boots. These uniforms are modified for non-humanoid wear as needed.)

A small note was on the desk, on top of the linens. "Welcome Explorer! For your first mission, you are to proceed to the Waystation's VR deck. There is a map accessible on your Omniband, which will also be used to lock and unlock your cabin. Each Omniband is individually designated. It is recommended Omnibands be worn at all times." Indeed, there is a small blue, silver, or grey band that looks like a circular smart-watch on the desk. The 'band' itself will expand to fit over any width, or can be unlocked and flipped to form an 'S' type shape with the screen, to act like a traditional phone.

Explorers can explore their ship if they want. Although they won't be able to undock or leave the Waystation. Heading out further into the Waystation, they're free to explore there as well. They will be prompted by their Omniband though, to gather in the VR Holodeck. The longer one takes to get to the VR Holodeck, the more insistent the prompts will get--starting with a beeping, that will only get worse the longer it takes. There is no way, short of hacking the Omniband, to disable this beeping. This is the first 'mission' after all!

Once there, the sliding doors will open to reveal what almost looks like any good 2010's employee conference room, although the table has been moved to the side and laid out with snacks and drinks. Stepping in will prompt a "My name is ____" badge to appear with the person's chosen name on their clothes in an appropriate place. Also on the table are various ideas for Ice-Breakers! A big banner spans the room and says "Welcome Explorers!"

It appears your first mission is for everyone to get to know each other!

OUT OF CHARACTER
This is for your chars to get to know each other, since you'll all be working as a crew. The MDSOBs have tried to make it welcoming and easy and encouraging. Below there will be a thread for some different Ice Breaker Activities. Please respond there for threads.

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Wufei Intro

[pilot05]

Wufei arrives at the VR deck and steps inside, his nametag appearing with the name Chang as he crosses the threshold, glances around, and promptly claims a corner of the room where he can see the door, arms folded lightly over his chest.

His expression is neutral, but his gaze lingers for longer than is probably comfortable before it moves on to the next. If he's shocked by the appearance of his shipmates, he manages to keep it off his face.

At one point he even makes his way to the table, pouring himself a cup of hot tea and eyeing the tray of meat as if it might actually leap up and bite him. He even frowns a little, the first real hint of emotion since he arrived.

[burnedherwings]

She's not into games, but they encourage this, right? So she ponders for a while, frowning at the card paper before her. Everything felt too personal. Too easy to point to her. That or it all felt too... gory for this group. And she doubted anyone wanted to know she knows the feeling of shoving a hand through a persons head and exploding it.

Finally she wrote in short tight print, a simple and point blank fact. 'I've walked upon all 78 planets in the system I call home.'

[pilot05]

"I once ran away to the circus." The words are tight and neat, perfectly legible. The letters are so uniform it almost looks more like a custom font than handwriting.

[burnedherwings]

She wasn't tucked away in a corner at lest, nor holding up a wall, but she wasn't in the center of attention. Still, she figured it wouldn't be long before someone spoke to her. SHE had to remember HER manners, really. She'd spent so much time having to search for the crowing, then dealing with Claudio when she found him, that she's almost forgotten what it's like to interact with real beings. So as the person approaches, she looks at him, taking him in. Trying to decide with how he was dressed if he had any weapons on him or not. Her mind generally always looked for all exits in a room she was in, or checked people for hidden weapons. Sher herself has left her sword behind [if she's allowed to have it at all?].

She gave a small nod to him as he said pardon. Her eyes falling to his face after her brief search. A bow and everything. It's been a while since anyone bowed to her, not that she cared. "Greetings." she said with a raised brow, as if asking him what he wanted? Trying not to be rude here. As for staring? she's used to it. Not because she's alien. Most her planets were alien in some form or another, but because she is a Prise. Not that anyone here knows that.

[burnedherwings]

She is not at all startled by the beings shape or form. She is more curious if they are going to be able to handle the thin strands of pasta they were handed to make a tower. She stands there holding a marshmallow an squeezing it a bit. Testing it. She looked from her partner to the ceiling, humming. "I'm sure they simply mean to build a tower from table up, though using tape and building it from ceiling down would be interesting. Still, we have tape. Using several triangular bases to build upward should be easy. If we chop the soft white thing up into several parts, we can skewer these things into them, forcing them to bind?"

She frowned, unsure. "This is a rather strange... game. It is a game, yes?"

[tree_of_light]

There are many things he could write here, none of them suitable for this game. After a long moment of pondering he finally writes, "I once got roped into delivering mail all over the continent."

His writing is slanted and written hastily, practically chicken scratch but still legible.

Re: Main VR Holodeck

[crimsongirl]

When Homura woke, rather than explore the ship, she remained in her room. Half of the time was spent reflecting on what she agreed to, the deal she made to help out her "mother." Chances were whatever was going on in Avalon, she'd have an easier time trying to solve it from the outside. It still hurt though. She found something she never thought she needed. The pain and weakness of it remained, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. The other reason though? Training.

Spending so long away from shinobi magic, her body needed to readjust. It was hard, as she trained so long using the magical gifts bestowed by the other world. She felt they were gone though. No more command over lightning or the like. Back to fire and her natural talents. Though to her surprise, as she readjusted, she was stronger. Well, she did spend months training nonstop. Some gains were bound to be noticed. Just how would this extend into a transformation? Engetsuka, her nodachi on the other hand, remained sheathed. Not like she couldn't draw it. Just something prevented her, as if she was afraid to. Would she still be considered worthy after abandoning Avalon? There were still so many doubts to battle.

And not nearly enough time, as the pinging of the omniband finally got on her nerves. So one would see the 17-year-old shinobi run into the Holodeck, brushing off the welcome and immediately grabbing a plate full of meat before digging in. Well, her appetite and manners remained unchanged at least.

Re: Ice Breaker! WHODUNIT!

[crimsongirl]

"I once clawed my way out of a giant monster. Actually, did that twice!"

Her life was filled with fighting. Hard to think of much else she wanted to share that wasn't just embarrassing or worse.

[fourglasswalls]

"Hello, my name is Glass!" said a guy with that exact name tag, from low enough that she'd have to look down to meet his eyes. Of course, if she wanted to just watch his hand wave, he'd definitely stuck that up high enough.

[fourglasswalls]

"Hello!" Glass waved furiously, though at no point did he actually stop raiding the food furiously. "Quick, display your nametag prominently so I know who you are!"

[fourglasswalls]

Oh. Oh jeez. Oh no. Glass nearly dropped his plate in a hurry to siiiidle on over, not anywhere near as subtly as he thought, so he could put one hand to his mouth to shield the whisper. "Psst! Psst! You showed up in Crinos form! You're gonna give yourself away!"

Hurry up and fix it before you Delirium-ify the normal humans, dude!

[fourglasswalls]

"Oh sweet Gaia!"

Immediately, Glass put himself between the dinosaur and the rest of the room, arms and legs splayed in frantic haste that couldn't possibly hide said dinosaur or fail to attract attention.

"You're in Archid, dude! Stop being in Archid!"

[fourglasswalls]

"A shadowed figure watches you all from a corner," narrates a guy whose nametag identifies him as 'Glass', creeping towards Wufei in the least subtle manner possible. "Do you have a quest for us, or are you here to join our party?"

[fourglasswalls]

"Aigh!" Glass ducked out of the way before the crazy girl could trample him, despite the fact that she'd never at any point been in danger of doing so. "We're under attack! It's a trick to bunch us up!"

[sowgoodseed]

His head tilted curiously as he studied the human. "I appologize, I have studied many human languages, but Archid is not a word with which I am familiar." Nor is Gaia fo that matter, though he has heard that word at least. The context made the definition hard to pin down however. He had thought it had something to do with the earth? Or a human deity? He was... unsure. Archid was not even close to familiar, however. And he was curious. He was also worried that the human seemed so upset. This person was quite the rolled up scroll so far. But perhaps that was what people were like, outside of the nest. No wonder Dolphin backs were often so confused and bewildered.

[fourglasswalls]

"...Seriously." Don't play dumb with Glass! Glass was an authority on dumb! He smacked both his hands against his head, struggling with phrasing. "Just -- take human form! Homid form! Whatever you wanna call it, you're totally blowing the Duties here! Even I don't screw those up!"

Glass took few things seriously, but the Duties were pretty high up on the list. And right there, number four, 'don't life the Veil' was going out the window right now!

[sowgoodseed]

"I... really do not understand what you are trying to say. I'm sorry, I am not trying to be a head-scratcher for you either. But I don't understand. I agreed to take on tasks here, but I do not know what those duties entail yet..."

[fourglasswalls]

"I'm saying," Glass hissed, "that you are totally blowing the whole 'don't reveal everything to normal people' part of the Duties. You're not! supposed! to look like that! You gotta blend in, like me!"

Glass jabbed a forefinger into his own chest too hard and made himself wince, but the point was made!

"No one suspects me!"

[sowgoodseed]

"I appologize. Suspects you of what?" he looked down at himself. "I assure you that I am fully dressed. Even if the uniform is a little drab, it is what was waiting for me. I can return to my temporary home here to fetch accessories if you prefer. Though what more you wish me to cover, I am unsure. My species does not have a nudity taboo such as most humans have, so I am unaware of what more needs to be covered..."

[hunter_marked_soul]

"I must beg your pardon for my presumption that--perhaps all of this?" And he waved a hand outward to encompass all around them. "Might be more familiar to you? Much as I agreed with coming here, to be out among the stars is like something from a novel, to me." He didn't necessarily smile, but there was something self-effacing about his expression all the same. "Also I should introduce myself, since I am presuming we are to be crew-mates. I am Nathanial."

Now actually in the right place. Sorry.

[sowgoodseed]

"I suspect that it is indeed some sort of game," he agreed, nodding his large head as he considered everything. "I am unsure what the tape and that white thing are, however. Are we certain we can even cut that up without destroying it utterly? Are we allowed to destroy the disparate parts in our attempt to make a whole?"

[hunter_marked_soul]

The abruptness had Nathanial subtly alert, as if there might be a threat around. A blink of pale-golden-brown eyes, and his head tilted as he regarded the other. For a moment, before Nathanial looked down at himself, at his uniform. Was his nametag not properly displayed? He'd had no option to affix it himself--it had simply appeared.

"Beg pardon?"

[hunter_marked_soul]

So many new things--Nathanial felt almost as bewildered as he had after his transfusion with Yharnam blood. Was he to think of all this as simply a 'bad dream' too? It wasn't as if it was so simple for him to just go and 'hunt a few Beasts' as a Hunter would.

He'd gathered that his fellow-crewmates might not be what he'd expect, but he hadn't ever suspected or could guess one would be a...a dinosaur! Nathanial wasn't quite sure what to make or how to approach the other. But the other looked rather lost, then was asking for help--and perhaps if need be, they could be lost together.

So he made his way over, and a small smile touched his face. "Ah, I recognize the idea, if not necessarily how we are to accomplish the goals of this game. It's known as a 'scavenger hunt'. The goal being that they give us a list--here it seems to be the English Alphabet, wherein we go around our surroundings and find items that correspond with the clues. In this case, I would say items that match the letter." An eyebrow raised slightly, as pale-golden-brown eyes were bemused. "Though how we are to bring the items back, I haven't a clue."

[sowgoodseed]

"I am unsure of that as well. I am not certain that all of those items can fit in my bag, even if I had brought it with me."

[dulcet_cellist]

"Jules Verne." Sebastian had read a few of Jules Verne's novels so he understood the reference. If Jules Verne was highly advanced he had to wonder from when Mr. Brownhill was from.

"It's very...advanced, even from my experience, but I can help with anything you need."

Mr. Brownhill was definitely intersting and different.