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It's Fine But...
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I just think it's funny how
all the people I used to know
that'd say things like
"I wish I lived in
more interesting times"
are awfully fucking quiet now.

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Gera Zsoldos - Pilot


Gera couldn’t contain himself any longer, and can you blame him? He burst into laughter, like that of a jackal. It was cruel and bemused and joyful all at once. After a few moments that seemed to drag on far longer than they should have, Gera drew himself together. “Miora, lovely captain, it appears you’ve managed to offend our eccentric friend here,” He began, his voiced laced with mocking condescension. “Should you apologize? However… refusing to tie her shoes, no matter how silly, declining to follow orders is paramount to insubordination! I say… twenty lashings.”

Here now, Gera leaned forward toward Marie, bending low so their eyes were level and only a few inches apart. “I’d just walk away from this, Plush. You know you can’t win here.” He glanced at Miora for a brief moment, making eye contact and smirking before looking back at Marie. “Our brave pilot is not someone to be trifled with, and I dare say together we shall form quite a dynamic duo. Really now, stay on our side or stay out of our way.” By the end of his spiel, all previous traces of amusement were gone from Gera’s voice, and he seemed quite serious. He leaned back. “This isn’t a threat, just a friendly warning.” Yet, despite saying this, danger did seem to glint in Gera’s eyes, if only for a split second.

Anton Kyznetsov - Doctor


Anton glanced down at the hand still clasped around his, his face contorting into worried amusement. He gently extricated his hand from Erin’s and looked at her curiously, thought not unkindly, before turning his attention to the newest arrival. He cleared his throat. “I’m sure neither of you meant any offense.” Anton then offered his hand to Elizabeth. “It’s a pleasure to make both of your acquaintances. Liz, I’d assume that you would be the representative sent by the Coalition?” She certainly looked the part, with her intelligent, analytical eyes and self assured smirk. Anton wondered what agenda she was pushing, cozying up to Erin, or if she even had one at all. All of these bureaucrats were an incredibly mixed bag.

Royland Asterwick - Corporal


Royland saw John approaching him and moved forward to meet the man halfway, relaxing his expression in the process. Upon receiving a smile and a few kind words that seemed to have some amount of weight to them, Royland returned the inviting countenance with a smile of his own. The two seemed to be getting along all right. Good omen. As long as Royland could count on John, John could count on him. “I’m rather well versed in space travel,” He said easily. “In fact, I’ve been frequenting the lab since it’s conception.” Royland frowned. “My entire family is aboard that station. We’ll get to the bottom of all this though, I’m sure.” At least, Royland hoped that they would. What was that he was feeling? Doubt? Irrational doubt... no doubt about it. Still a bad omen.
Bit of a goof on my part, Royland was meant to be 25, not 30, I edited his app accordingly. Otherwise, parts of his backstory don't make much sense.

In other news, post is nearly prepared. Formatting it so it looks all nice and pretty right now.
@FortunesFaded Will I be receiving a dossier for Royland?

I'm waiting for Kaiachi and Anastasia to post before making my next post, for everyone's information. Then I'll be able to write up sufficient paragraphs for each character of mine.

Not going to mention them because this isn't meant to rush them, everyone should take their time. Just being proactive.
@The1Rolling1Boy At the moment everyone seems to be around the same area. The pilots are in the same location as everyone else.
Gera Zsoldos - Pilot


Gera’s lips twinged into an even wider smirk, his eyes blazing with both impish mirth and a sort of haughty pride. “They picked me for this job for a reason. I’m going to be the best god damned co-pilot you’ll ever fly with, so I trust you’ll be the best you can for me and this crew too.” There was a brief pause, then, under his breath, “Such as it is.” Deigning then to survey the slowly growing hodgepodge of individuals, and it was, indeed, a hodgepodge, Gera began to frown. The vast majority of individuals seemed wildly antisocial. At the very least, he was the only one that chose not to ignore Miora, and he had only heard the last bit of her speech himself.

There was the short fellow that looked like someone slapped a uniform on a medieval viking, who hadn’t said a single word yet. Then there was the guy wearing a seriously outdated military uniform, which Gera decided must have been from some sort of costume store, no way people still made those things new. What was he doing anyways? Sleeping? There was the scary looking duffle bag guy with the prosthetic, he hadn’t said anything either. There was the scholarly looking girl standing apart from the others, just like duffle bag guy, and she hadn’t said anything. There was the freaking titan military officer dude with less emotions than a robot, and… what the fuck was wrong with that last woman? Gera couldn’t believe his eyes. Were those… plushies? And what was with that sociopath giggle? Seriously… the fuck?

Gera managed to avert his eyes away from the horrors before him, choosing instead to rest his gaze on Miora and the ship. “So… it’s pretty impressive, huh?”

Anton Kyznetsov - Doctor


Anton continued surveying the room, making a mental catalog of the names he knew and the apparent characteristics of each group member, name or no name. A few of the assorted individuals here worried him. There were the two pilots, thick as thieves with their knowing glances and arrogance, who Anton hoped would treat everyone fairly when giving orders. Besides them, however, the only other cause for alarm seemed to be the girl rocking around for seemingly no reason. Anton was comforted by the fact that there was no way the GC would have let someone with a history of mental illnesses onto this mission. But the plushies? They reminded Anton of Gabriel at a much younger age. Needless to say, he was baffled.

With that course of action completed, the next logical step was to find someone to talk to. He ended up approaching the clearly nervous individual, who looked like they could use some calming words to ease their nerves. It took only a few long strides to reach her. Putting down the duffle bag weighing down his left hand, he then extended it towards the girl. He had no way of telling if she had experience with prosthetic users, best to play it safe. “I’m Anton, the designated medical professional for the duration of the expedition. Who might you be?” His voice was low, though it resonated and carried depth.

Royland Asterwick - Corporal


So that was the ship. That was a nice ship. Royland was pleased that that the ship he was to be riding in was at least an impressive one. You had to count your blessings, especially when they came in limited supply. This was definitely a good omen for the success of this operation. The fact that his entire family might be at risk? Not really such a good omen, more of a bad one, all things considered. But this? Good omen. Besides, everyone knew that good omens could be more potent than bad omens, and boy did Royland know his omens. He hoped that the crew running the ship and the passengers being transported on the ship would be as great as the ship itself.

Yes, once Royland had hopes. Now that he was closer to the group, he wasn’t so sure. They mostly seemed… okay? Some of them had interesting choices of dress, that was fine. There was also the matter of the crazy looking girl with the stuffed animals. That was perfectly fine too, being a bit childish didn’t necessarily mean she couldn’t do her job. What worried Royland was the feeling of unity throughout the group, or rather, the complete lack of it. If push came to shove, would these people work together? And who really had whom’s back? Royland felt a single shiver go down his spine. Bad omen.
@FortunesFaded I feel pretty confident that I can handle three characters. A paragraph each is no big deal, or, if there's not much to say on one character's perspective, I can add more to another.


@CrazyShadowy Wow, legitimate props to you for understanding how debates work.
@CrazyShadowy Well not everyone (characters and real people) can be as magnificent as you, good sir. I disagree, however, that "the assumption thing and judging everyone is a bit BS". How people dress, how they carry themselves, the look in their eyes... it can tell a great deal about a person if you know what you're doing. And the truth is, everyone in the world judges others in their head. Even you choosing NOT to judge someone based purely off of the previous traits I mentioned is a form of judgement. You believe that person needs more analyses before you get a comprehensive understanding of who they are. If someone confides a dark secret in you, and you choose to accept them anyways, that is still passing judgement. You would be passing the judgement that whatever they've done/are doing/etc, they still deserve to be treated with fairness.

Judgments don't always have to be associated with negativity.

In Miora's case specifically, the way she analyzes these other people fits her personality well. She is, as stated in the character app "brash", "blunt", and "generally offensive". So unless that's all a projection, the same behavior exhibited in her speech would also be exhibited in her thoughts.

EDIT: To avoid another, uh, "incident", I want to point out that the first sentence of this post is entirely genuine. It's great for you and the people you affect that you try not to judge others negatively.
Woops looks like I had ghost mode enabled.

Anywho, Corporal NPC will probably be done tonight.

EDIT: I'm also willing to play him along with Gera and Anton, if I'm allowed a third character.

I'd mention you FF, but those don't work in edits.
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