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[newguy]

[There's a bit of wavering as the image is centered on its subject. It's not complete ineptitude, but there's definitely a 'oh man, nessie?' feel to the jerking camera motions.]

Right, now, don't move--

[The subject is certainly not going to move....considering that it's dead. It looks like a triceratops, and Steve approaches it slowly.]

I got all the nutcase broadcasts--present and accounted for, yeah, no one's lying, I get it--but who's going to actually explain this thing?

Or me, you know? I'd settle for someone explaining me. Last time I checked, I wasn't supposed to have a pulse.

But then, neither were these guys.

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[game_over_man]

Welcome to your posh new resort, civvy. What you got right there is just one of the fantastic attractions we have for you. Others include surly locals, downright hostile locals, medical facilities that are one step above 'spit on it and pray' and random gas attacks.

But the liquor ain't bad.

[newguy]

Well, that's one thing, at least.

Any clue as to why we're here, though?

[game_over_man]

Sometimes, that's all the things.

[Yeah, don't come between a Marine and his liquor.]

That? That's Interesting Theory territory. Consensus seems to be we were all kidnapped and stuffed on this ship--fact--and supposed to somehow be used as a weapon in the war between the two big idiots here.

And then they forgot about us.