Open;

[commontype]

Who: Eggsy commontype & anyone
When: Today and forward
Where: Ceta and the Moira
What: Protesting, fighting, and protecting those that can't protect themselves.
Warnings: Fighting, cursing, and will update if more come up


A Passive Approach: 3/09

[Eggsy decides to set up shop in the mess hall. It's a central location, one that will get him the attention that he needs, because he's going to stage a protest against killing the whales. It's not what he'd actually like to do, but he knows better than to start shit that could result in another planet being destroyed.

So he borrows some paint and starts making some signs.]

Hey, you wanna help?

[He stops people as they come in, explaining what's going on.]

An Active Approach: 3/11; closed

[The protest he'd set up with the help of the rest of the crew went alright. It didn't stop the whalers, which pissed him off, but it did at least rally everyone to work together. That was something.

But he was antsy, pent up, and pissed off.

There was no reason to kill the whales just to harvest a mineral from inside them. That was shit and he was telling one of the whalers just as much when he decided to take a swing. And another. Next thing he knew, Eggsy was in a full-on brawl with a group of them. Swinging, dodging, doing just fine, and then there's Loki, out of nowhere, distracting him.]

Watch out!

[A fist catches his jaw and he stumbles.]

A Questionnaire: 3/12

[Early in the morning, Eggsy sends out a MID message to the entire crew, captains included.]

I've been tryin to find somethin to do here that I'd be good at and I'm plannin on asking for a job switch soon. There seems to be a lot of animals on the ship. They might need care or someone to look after them, so I'm gonna make a list, but I need your help.

If you could help me with that, I'd appreciate it. Thanks.

[Attached to the message is a simple list that anyone can update. Either message Eggsy back and let him know, or add what you do know to it.]

Wildcard:

Hit me with anything for the plot so far. Whale watching, planet shenanigans, translator stuff, etc.

[OOC: For the protest prompt, feel free to time skip ahead on that or have your character help make signs. He'll be taking them down to the planet, with whoever wants to go, and starting a protest outside where most of the whalers hang out.]

Comments

[realitywarped]

[Loki's actually about six feet to the left of where everyone sees him, thanks to a hastily muttered word as soon as he saw the brawl, on one of his regular explorations of the temporary. He'd actually been rather impressed by how well Eggsy was holding off the hordes, stopping to watch for a moment- at least until Eggsy had got distracted.

With a sigh, he wades in to the fight, a very surprised whaler being pulled off Eggsy with casual strength before Loki merges back with his illusion in front of Eggsy.]

It's not me who needs to be careful, master Unwin. I'm not as squishy as mortals, and a little punch isn't likely to fell me.

[He rolls his eyes, but moves to cover Eggsy's side, in the brawl now whether he likes it or not.]

Well, I suppose I was getting rather bored.

A Passive Approach

[ersatzeverything]

It's a nice idea, pal, but do you really think it'll work? A few days isn't much time to change hearts and minds. [Deacon's a bit of a pessimist when it comes to human (and alien) nature.]

passive approach

[cardboard_boss]

[Snake didn't expect to see painted signs in the Mess Hall when he entered but that was what he got. A young man seemed to be busying himself setting something up.]

Need help with something, kid?

Sign-making, March 09

[hellsbel]

[a second visit to the museum had only made the culling operation more disturbing, and despite a healthy interest in interplanetary cultures and economies, Bel's preferred to stay on shipboard for the last few days.

it helps to know others are disturbed as well -- a glimpse of one of Eggsy's signs has Bel sauntering over to the table for a look.]

I did this a few times back home. Getting heard is a good first step. [grins and pulls up a chair] Are we going to march on them?

wildcard!

[dislocked]

[ It's a couple of weeks into his new arrival that Bucky finally goes to where he's been assigned, having spent the days before that exploring the ship, more than half-certain that the entire thing was some sort of elaborate trap. That, and the fact that he knows he ought to spare his new roommate the myriad problems that he comes with -- the nightmares, the paranoia, the sudden bursts of violence that he has little control ever on the occasion.

But catching whatever little shut-eye he can locked away in narrow spaces is untenable, and he's become more curious about his roommate as the days pass. Which is why this morning finds him here, cautiously easing into the room. He'd only just showered and shaved, and the last thing he expects is seeing a pug (and what kind of a giant strange-looking dog is that beside it?) trotting towards him from their spot in the middle of the room.

Okay, so it's a mini petting zoo up in here. He can deal with that. ]