[64] - [Voice]
Sep. 9th, 2011 03:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Since everyone seems to be posting on their feelings lately, I might share some of mine. Firstly, if you're thinking about posting anecdotes about your life, don't bother. No one cares. Your warden already knows whatever you're going to say from your file, so they don't care either. You're wasting everyone's time.
Secondly, no one cares about what you think you know about space, the barge, religion or our place in the world. Thirdly, introducing yourself is pointless. We're all going to be stuck here for months on end, and we'll all inevitable be thrown together in some kind of ridiculously flood. So I'd recommend doing us all a favor and refrain from inflicting your company on the rest of us.
[Pause. Crane's done with his rant.] And Eames left, in case any of you were wondering. He clearly worked out that you'd have to be insane to stay here willingly.
[Private - Arthur]
I need to talk to you. You can probably guess what about.
[Filtered to the infirmary staff]
I either want some Zoloft or Prozac. Now.
[Private - The Admiral]
I just want to know one thing. I just want an answer to one question.
[OCC: So, Crane's in a bit of a terrible mood and lashing out at the barge. It's up to your discretion mods, whether the Admiral replies. c:]
Secondly, no one cares about what you think you know about space, the barge, religion or our place in the world. Thirdly, introducing yourself is pointless. We're all going to be stuck here for months on end, and we'll all inevitable be thrown together in some kind of ridiculously flood. So I'd recommend doing us all a favor and refrain from inflicting your company on the rest of us.
[Pause. Crane's done with his rant.] And Eames left, in case any of you were wondering. He clearly worked out that you'd have to be insane to stay here willingly.
[Private - Arthur]
I need to talk to you. You can probably guess what about.
[Filtered to the infirmary staff]
I either want some Zoloft or Prozac. Now.
[Private - The Admiral]
I just want to know one thing. I just want an answer to one question.
[OCC: So, Crane's in a bit of a terrible mood and lashing out at the barge. It's up to your discretion mods, whether the Admiral replies. c:]
[Private]
Date: 2011-09-09 05:58 am (UTC)[For SCIENCE and DISTRACTION PURPOSES.]
[Private]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:00 am (UTC)[Private]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:07 am (UTC)Come and take part in some pointless, soothing activities. You'll feel mildly better.
[Private]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:08 am (UTC)I might. What do you want to do? Or is this more of a discuss in person type of activity?
[Private]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:16 am (UTC)Discussion won't be needed. It'll be set up by the time you get here. Which-- [He's currently heading back to his room after visiting the lab.] Should be a few minutes away, I hope.
[Private] Spam? c:
Date: 2011-09-09 06:19 am (UTC)Fine. I also declare you my temporary warden, because I'm not in the mood to deal with Capa.
[Private] --> [Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:25 am (UTC)[Just a beat.] Alright, should I make an official announcement? I wouldn't want someone to beat me to it.
[After sending that, Eddie dashes through the hallway to reach his room before Crane does. There's a bag in his hands, full of vials and beakers and those little plastic, orange things that he doesn't really know how to use. He pushes through his door after a momentary fumble with the lock and starts laying out the additional lab materials, leaving the door wide open for Crane to enter through.]
[Private] --> [Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:28 am (UTC)[And after typing that, Crane gets up from his desk. He leaves Eames' note in the drawer before walking out of his room, locking the door behind him. He immediately sees that Eddie's door is open and goes in. The lab materials are a surprise.]
Nygma? What are you intending to do with all of that?
[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:34 am (UTC)[He pulls up a chair for himself, near the desk, but not in front of it, and makes a hand motion that clearly says 'sit down'.]
I'm not going to do anything, you are. Take some time to enjoy yourself.
[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:37 am (UTC)[Crane looks at the scientific equipment, then back up at Eddie.] Do you want to make some sort of deal with me?
[After all, in the past Nygma had only been interested in providing this sort of thing if Crane was willing to give him some of the chemicals he made in return.]
[They see me trolling text. If he's too upset feel free to ignore.]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:41 am (UTC)[Crane? Ignore a fight? Never. :D]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:42 am (UTC)[Aww. All the awesomes.]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:46 am (UTC)But that statement? Hit a little too close to home.]
That's not fucking fair.
[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:46 am (UTC)We've passed that stage. You don't need to give me anything in return.
[Except, perhaps, loyalty.]
[:DD.]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:49 am (UTC)[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:51 am (UTC)[He sits down, still staring at the set.] I need a new project. I'm done with the fear toxin. It's run its course.
[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:55 am (UTC)Is there anything you've taken an interest in?
no subject
Date: 2011-09-09 06:56 am (UTC)Thanks for telling us. Shit.
[He liked Eames.]
[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 06:57 am (UTC)Why are you here, Nygma? You can go home. There's no reason for you to be staying.
no subject
Date: 2011-09-09 06:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-09 06:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-09 07:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-09 07:02 am (UTC)[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 07:06 am (UTC)[Edward Nygma wasn't a man that indulged lies of any sort.]
[Spam]
Date: 2011-09-09 07:07 am (UTC)