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[LOUD VOICE]Yo Alec, would you checking out any hostiles incoming? I fucking hate 'em all.

"Last-in-command Shrike! Did all of us die and make you the Captain? Stop shouting inside my ship, using incorrect syntax. Officer Alex Maxmillian is not the go-to man for incoming hostiles. Calm your tits and stop ordering your superior officers around."

[Convincing Tone] Well calm the fuck down man. This ship isn't gonna be super strong.

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"Set the course, first mate. I'll be keeping an eye on you, Eli."

'and I'll be keeping an eye on you captain~' Sirveir lustfully thought to himself as he set the course for Tulcania.

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[Convincing Tone] Well calm the fuck down man. This ship isn't gonna be super strong.

"Did you just tell your Captain to calm the fuck down when you were the one shouting in my ship?"

Fox motioned to his crew.

"First Officer Servier, Officer Maxmillian, Officer Smith, keep this degenerate locked in the cargo pod. Chef Hellsingen, this man is not to recieve any food or water until I say so."

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" Chef Hellsingen, this man is not to recieve any food or water until I say so."

"Sir yes sir, he'll get none of my delicious food, sir!" Rotveil said with a salute.

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"Did you just tell your Captain to calm the fuck down when you were the one shouting in my ship?"

Fox motioned to his crew.

"First Officer Servier, Officer Maxmillian, Officer Smith, keep this degenerate locked in the cargo pod. Chef Hellsingen, this man is not to recieve any food or water until I say so."

"Anything you request captain." Kortig responded, moving up behind the prisoner, unholstering his K-2 Pistol, just in case.

[Depressed and slow tone] Pfft, I haven't eaten for absolute months 'ya know.

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[Depressed and slow tone] Pfft, I haven't eaten for absolute months 'ya know.

"If hunger hasn't taught you respect, nothing will. I'm sure there will be a few cockroaches in the Cargo pod which might make a delicious meal. Off with you."

*Cipher walks calmly back to Captain Fox and salutes*
Sir, the thrusters are good to go and are set to go at your mark. I've also helped out Engineer Julian in the Radar Control Center but he told me that he'll be fine. Do you have anything else you need me to do sir? If not, I'll go and check on our supplies and equipment to see if they're A-okay.

Eli went up to the container full of weed and he polished it up to make it seem worth more. He was gonna try to haggle a better deal no matter how high they set it originally.

Markose crossed his arms as he sat beside the capsule that was filled to the brim with enough drugs to keep the whole crew high for the rest of their lives. "I can't believe we're not even going to be trying out some of this beautiful substance," Mark grumbled, before standing up and following behind the captain.

"So are we going to Tulcania or whatever the hell Eli said or are we just gonna throw this shit back in the sea where it came from?" He asked.

Alright, this is getting a little bit out of hand. I can't really catch up to a bunch of posts that are writing the story, your posts are supposed to be completely relevant to what's happening. I don't mind you guys talking about the meth or whatever, since there's nothing else to do yet, but it's kind of weird that now we're actually doing actions regardless of the plot.

Don't worry about doing shit, I'll fix that for you. I don't need you to step on the accelerator and switch gears, I just need you to use the steering wheel. Perception checks and shit don't really work on your own crewmates, because I don't know if Marshmellow is lying or not, and what if I determine he is and the check proves that you detected his lie? It would be really weird.

Posting next chapter in a bit.

CHAPTER TWO IS UP

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you completely missed the stats and everything.

SHEEEEIIIIIT. I can't believe I made such a bone-headed mistake.

Perception - 6; Due to his daily consumption of alcohol, Wulfgar has developed a remarkable ability to see and shoot well even while intoxicated. When not under the influence, his sight is above average.
Endurance - 7; Any man from Fenris is a force to be reckoned with and Wulf is no exception. Cosmonaut training on his homeworld is as tough on the body as the booze he drinks. Not to mention that everything on Fenris is a ferocious fighter from the birds to the beasts.
Charisma - 7; Wulfgar, being able to drink almost anyone under the table, garners a certain respect from the fellow MAN by both his beard and his accomplishments.
Intelligence - 4; When you drink booze strong enough to kill lesser men, you obviously lose some brain cells in the process. Suffice to say that while he's not the sharpest tool in the shed, he's not a moron.
Agility - 5; He's pretty average in agility by human standards, all things considered.

OOC: Cook, does the last line mean my character is set on going himself? If so, I'll have to repost.

the cargo bay is where you guys are gathering, it's your choice if you want to go.