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For anyone's who's interested, I should have posted more whale details but here you go:
-Each person has their own room (with a lock on the door Mars) with an adjoining bathroom (containing a shower, don't ask where all the water comes from).

-The ship has a kitchen and adjoined dining area, it has modest cooking equipment, but a very large stock of a wide variety of foods. However there is very little extravagant food and a large proportion of it seems to be chosen due to the fact it won't go off.

-There is a communal relaxation area with bean bags in the shape of internal organs. It has TV screens but don't expect connection for long. It also has a pool table.

-There is an outside deck area, which you have free access to, and engine rooms below decks which are off limits. Try to break in, but I can not promise your safety.

-The final area is a gym area containing a range of martial arts focussed paraphernalia.

Have fun guys!
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Anyone? (needy GM is being needy)
Hurt enough of the right people? Tom laughed, approvingly not mockingly, it was spot on. That's the key to this game, you just get good enough at hurting those who society deemed deserving of being hurt. It was then that the show began. It was a grand affair, a chance for the existing members to introduce themselves, and they did so in style. Tom couldn't help but admire Pariah's entrance. The lack of ceremony, especially among the shows put on by the other members, only served to mark him out more. He seemed to have a no BS attitude, a thing tom had always found appealing.

The trial had neither excited nor intimidated Tom, he was a realistic assessor of his own abilities, and he was confident that he was above the average, though how far above it was too early to say. Villains sounded more interesting, but the fact that the league members seemed so calm suggested that they were not big fish, and likely not a threat. In his opinion the risk assessment result was a low. Not to say he was underestimating the danger, he would be as careful as he could be in a team of strangers, he just wasn't feeling any sensation of danger or anxiety.

"Want to test your mettle Oni?" said Tom turning back to the biker helmet clad hero. He was hoping that he'd be able to see him fight, it was unfortunate that they weren't allowed to pick the teams though. He had a feeling that he would get on well with this powerful creature.
I thought we got rid of Kati haha
And take off, no going back now guys haha.
Lev approached Laura, up at the control panel. It consisted of a metal board covered in a multitude of switches, buttons and dials, with a large steering wheel protruding from the centre. Laura's calm expression seemed in stark contrast to her hands which skated frantically over the panels, her fingers moving seemingly autonomously. Lev had to admit he was impressed. He would have to make notes on how to fly this aircraft just in case though. Getting stranded would be, on the whole not a good experience.

"We need to leave as soon as possible, we don't have the luxury of time to waste. Everything will start moving very fast, very soon and I want to be out of here before the commotion starts."

"God you're as cryptic as the invitation." Laughed Laura, her hands moving just as quickly as before. "I've been working on it since we got on, we'll be taking off in no time, don't worry."

"I'm not worried." Smiled Lev, with not a hint of amusement. "That's good to hear though, I'm going to go and take some medical supplies to our fighting friend Ivy. Remember to lock the door after me, I don't want Mars getting curious around here."

Lev left the room, his steps were almost silent. He moved quickly to his room, collecting the supplies for Ivy. He decided to stay in his room for a short while, in case anyone needed him for any reason. Boredom quickly taking over, Lev fished out his sketchbook and began making a diagram of the controls from memory. He could recall about 95% of it he estimated. It was then that a huge noise, the noise of a combustion, erupted through the ship, followed by a deep, thick rumble. This was accompanied by the unique sensation of the ship rising into the air and starting to move. Laura was a fast worker.
Oni, a powerful demon in Japanese lore. The single way Oni spoke, his movements, or lack thereof, both gave Tom the impression that this was not a lightly made boast. Tom wasn't exactly scared by Oni, perhaps he should have been, he was more in awe in a way. It felt to him like seeing a tiger from a vehicle, you're impressed by it, you want to learn more about it, you want to watch it. You know that it's dangerous, but you don't feel that you're the one in danger.

Tom smiled behind his mask. Oni was clearly Japanese, and had probably lived there. Maybe he was some kind of samurai or ninja hero, either way he wanted to know more. Tom's brain whirred, he had many questions, however he did not know what to ask first. He was expecting one word answers, and he felt comfortable disposing with any social etiquette around Oni. Far from ingratiate him, it would probably be seen as irritating. Better to get to the point thought Tom. The word Oni was still reverberating int the air but Tom spoke anyway.

"Why did they invite you?" Tom didn't have to speak loudly, as the mask did not muffle his voice. Each word was spoken with clinical accuracy, to the point were it sounded like he was talking in scientific terms. Tom supposed that an onlooker may have read the comment as rude, however he was sure Oni would understand that he was asking about his metaphorical 'metal club', what made him strong.
I'm up for anything less than god-like level. I'd prefer one on one but battle royal sounds like it could be fun!
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