Author Topic: Second Sun - A space roleplay  (Read 35249 times)

"Did it occur to you it might have been her own?"

"Why would she write something about herself being cute in her own journal, besides, I saw her talking with somebody before he had to go on his rounds, and they were in his room"

I laughed a bit. "I'd say that's her personal life. Females don't like people they don't really trust getting involved in their personal life."

"So, her peeping, noticing something about herself, kicking me in the gut, and forgetting about it, is her personal life?"

"I'd say so... you said someone wrote she was cute. She probably was embarrassed."

"She sounded pretty eag- Wait a minute, you're that guy that likes to defend her, and I was hoping I wouldn't receive any more pain today..."
I took a bit out of my taco and started to walk away.
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Bee fishes his rounds, nothing new has broken. Bee decides to take a break in the food court.

I rolled my eyes and went to find something to eat.

I noticed the guy that the robot was peeping on.
"Hey, over here!" I said as I waved to him.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" I said with a simile on my face as i walked closer to them.

"That other guy is done talking to me since he couldn't understand what I was getting at, but let me explain something to you. That robot chick you were with, she kicked me in the stomach, and took one of your journals"

"There is a chance she stumbled upon my personal journal, but i highly doubt that...it looks like all the others"

Bee pauses for a moment  "Its a 1 in 185 chance that she found my personal journal" Bee sits down in a nearby chair.

"Would your personal journal happen to be the one where you called her cute in it?"

The intercom suddenly sparks to life. "Attention all passengers and crew, this is Science Officer and Acting Captain Samyra Doyle. I believe I have found a way to jump away from Novus Two. Please hold on to something."

Suddenly, the lights went out in the ship. No air was being circulated, and doors were broken. The ship was pitch black, and the left side suddenly broke apart from the ship, hurtling towards the star. Emergency airlocks slammed shut, then the last bit of power was used up. No life support, no air, no lights, no nothing. Then the emergency generators kicked on - only long enough to supply masks and airtanks to all rooms of the ship.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" I shouted as I climbed out of a vat of chili.
I couldn't hear myself much at all, and I couldn't breath.
I ran over to the emergency air tanks and masks and put one on.
I started to breath deeply and lick the chili off of my face.
« Last Edit: October 08, 2011, 01:00:33 PM by Jokey365 »