text | ❝ i left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time ❞

[quickfingers]

So, space. The Final Frontier. Astonishing.

Also unexpected. I take it none of us signed up for this though so I won't bitch. Much.

Anyway, I have a series of questions not ranked by importance:

1. Where are the aliens? The gross tentacley ones from tv.
2. Are WE the aliens here? Gasp. The turn around.
3. Capri Sun? Tang? Tab? Any of these available?

This isn't a Soylent Green kinda place right? Lie to me if you have to. Thx.

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[aka_pistachio]

Hi. So. I didn't sign up for this tour so I'd really like to go back to what I was doing. On Earth. And the soylent is blue.

[quickfingers]

Same tho, same.

And are you kidding about there being actual soylent? I am mildly alarmed.

[aka_pistachio]

I'm not exactly sure. But this wrist band thing said it was food and I ate one.

It wasn't very good.

[quickfingers]

Hope it wasn't people.

You new too?

[aka_pistachio]

Wish you hadn't said that. And is it that obvious?

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[nyx_it]

Yeah, you are the aliens here.

[Because pulling that line is never not funny.]

[quickfingers]

Sorry. (Not really sorry.)

And not really, I was just fishing for people in the same boat as me with fingers-crossed.

[quickfingers]

[Be cool, Peter. You've seen big blue mutants. Be cool. Be cool.]

I see. [Be c-] What, ah... what are you? Besides clearly not human.

[aka_pistachio]

Well, you found one, for whatever good it'll do.
You'd be better off finding somebody who knew what was going on.

[nyx_it]

For starters? Vetra Nyx.

[She cants her head to one side, amused.]

I'm a turian. How about you, besides clearly human?

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[skelepun]

[It takes him a moment, hovering over the name ID. More a glimmer of nostalgia than a cord of recognition. He'd known plenty of people named Peter, and several named Peter Maximoff. Their different faces and histories kept his knee cap from jerking out of alignment. Not over something as simple as a name, anyway.

But where names only carried so much water on the Avagi, nostalgia was much more powerful motivator. Or so Sans told himself as he tapped out a quick response. Hope was for chumps.]

1. nothing gross about a tentacle, fella.
2. who's we. also, yeah, pretty much.
3. space isn't the soda fountain we were promised on earth, buddy. sorry to be the bearer of bad brews.

[squadgoals]

1. You're not on Earth any more—you're as alien here as the next person. No tentacles, though.
2. See 1.
3. What are you listing?

[quickfingers]

Peter Maximoff. [He replies, brows briefly furrowed before he gives a shrug.]

More rad than the average human but still feeling equally displaced about now.

[quickfingers]

True, but half the fun seems to be in stumbling through this blindly and how better to do that than with an equally blind friend?

[quickfingers]

1. beg to differ
2. We. Us. Me. The whole shebang.
3. Saluting you for a good pun but also suffering intensely now. No good options? At all?

Will even resort to Hi-C. And that's low for me.

[quickfingers]

Drinks that will be sorely missed.

Space would be a lot cooler if it had soda.

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[wallride]

respectively:
everything's an alien in space where there's no "native" race
see above
no but something that tastes like them is
mostly just water though

[aka_pistachio]

Isn't that how you end up running into things?

1/2

[quickfingers]

ugh water

[quickfingers]

thanks, I guess.

What's this something alternative?

[quickfingers]

Psh. I've got fast reflexes, it's all good.

So, what were you doing on Earth that you're hasty to return to?

[wallride]

suspicious orange liquid which is thicker than it should be and somehow that fact makes it terrifying

[quickfingers]

ew??
Does it being orange also denote its (thick) flavor?

[skelepun]

do you like vinegar, kid?

'cuz we got a lotta vinegar.

[quickfingers]

Yeah, not my favorite drink...

Why so much vinegar?