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Quarantine: The Space Station

@Hipster So far, this has just turned into a 1x1 XD

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@VulkanThank Fuck XD

It was because everything seemed so quiet, and with literally every Rp I've fkr before they shut down with a long IC wait like this, if it is even considered long.

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Oh god...please tell me this isn't going to be called off?

Quarantine: The Space Station

The light flickered on and off. It wasn't like it was supposed to be doing, but it still did it. His eyes were fixed directly on them at they flickered once again, before seizing their own action to remain alight. The eyes of his own narrowed as he studied it, waiting for it to flicker once more; to his surprise, however, nothing happened. A faint grin appeared on the silent face as he turned back to the forever-large console. A stroke of thought crossed his lonely mind as he looked towards a few of the markings encrypted within the chassis.

H.U.N.T. Orbital Research Team

He grinned. He was apart of that crew. It was his time and place, his invention. Well, he said 'His' when it was just the part of his programme. He specialised in the monitoring and security through telecommunications for the people who would come onto the station. It was a brilliant piece of kit, the H.U.N.T. system, and yet that knowledge of being the person who both specialises and controls it just sends a warm feeling into his heart. The man behind the chair had two thick sheets of glass covered two sides of the Cube shaped room. They allowed access through visual contact to him, a speaker on the outside. The room had its own oxygen supply, if the station's were to fail. A bed, several lockers and cabinets for uniform and tool storage. There were small-term food storages for longer shifts, and a glassed container for the Suit he would occasionally wear. The Exo-skeletal suit was advanced, too advanced in some cases. The way it worked, how it was to function just seemed beyond the present time, even in the day of age where space-travel was something of the common. The swivel chair moved around, helping the man to find his visual way around the room. He'd been working here for a few months still, and yet the confidence that was within him didn't exactly give him that special touch he needed. Having this role was an important responsibility to take, and what's more he had to directly address some of the rooms and cabins within this new Hotel. That could be terrifying for someone who had as much social experience as a newborn child. The man continued to think, over and over, about this...every second.....until something snapped him out of the Trance.

"Chris....Oi, Chris! Christopher!" He turned quickly back to the console. Christopher quickly switched his speaking channel to the direct contact, Naomi. She was one of the newer telecomm-users, not having taken part in the building or design of the system. She was the only outsider actually trained to use these, and she was responsible for the employee channels.

"U-uhhh...Yea...yeah...Yes. I'm here. I'm here." He quickly spoke into his transmitter. The voice echoed through the radio-traffic and into her's, as she acknowledged his arrival.

"A new group just arrived. Lottery Winners, again. Inform Stevenson and his team to start some check's whilst I go on my coffee break." Chris nodded slightly. Naomi was one of the few people he could talk to casually with limited stuttering and stammering. She had been a nice fellow to him, understanding his difficulties here and there. She had once suffered the same troubles, but was able to overcome it. She was around Chris' age, more shorter and a rather slim person. It was clear that she was going to make a successful employee.

"Alrighty...I'll get to it. You go take your break whilst I monitor your system." Chris notified, his accent moving back in. He switched a few dials to different angles and spoke once more. "St-stevenson. You go take the checks now. Naomi is...on her break. O-out." He wasn't expecting any responses, hence the decline of saying 'Over'. Now was the time to not really relax and start watching out for the incoming communications to pass from tourist to employee, employee to tourist...it was his job...well...for now....

Quarantine: The Space Station

@HipsterCheers! I'll post tomorrow! Can't wait to see what you cook up.

[AoT 1x1] - 'Grim Tales'

The two had been asleep on the floor for some time. We say, the two, when really it was just Hope. It was the restlessness of anger within his soul and heart that had kept Grant awake for ever-so long. It was one of the two factors, maybe three, that had effected his Human physical features. Those being, the fact he didn't feel the need to sleep, the other being the fact he didn't actually need to eat. Well, he did need to eat, but the fact that he would usually indulge so much as a Titan there would really be no need to eat. The same effect of being full made him seem to skip a lot of meals, and that was noted down from the very start. He drank a lot, and a lot, with little effect. Drinking never filled him up, as the hunger stayed at an all-time-low. It was more of a pleasure-pass time. Meanwhile, in this current day and age, he would sit there, watching Hope snore minuscule noises from her nostrils. He didn't smile, nor did he plot. He just stared as she slept away. Before he could even recognise, the time had gotten to more than 12 hours, the sunlight reappearing once again. Grant watched as it glistened through the window, shining on both him and the new accompanist who slept in mere silence.

Quarantine: The Space Station

@HipsterI was hoping to start in the Telecomm Room C, but I wasn't sure if you had chosen me a place. This sort of concerned me because I never have really been fond of having someone control my actions or placement with only me being given the freedom of small movement, decision making and speech, no offence.

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@VocabSweet.

[AoT 1x1] - 'Grim Tales'

@RainbowFactoryAgain, I'm really sorry. If you want, sometime soon we could also roleplay something like this story, or maybe the continuation, somewhere else during/after we do this. I'll keep you updated, if I can, on what to do, like where we originally did it. :3

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Who's making the next post and when?