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[gonplei]

WHO: little ray of pitch black, Octavia Blake
WHAT: mass text (SENT INDIVIDUALLY TO EVERYONE OK DONT PICK ON ME)
WHERE: your Nokia or whatever
WHEN: sent somewhere pre-event, but feel free to answer during.

if we're all gonna make it here, we have to help each other out. not just ask stupid questions about shadows and liquor.

[ FULL OFFENSE ]

so sound off. say what you're good at or can do to help. or whatever you've learned about this place.

assholes, screw off. you know who you are.

i'll start. i'm octavia. [ She feels relatively confident giving her full name now that she knows nobody from home is going to show up and try to kill her. Hopefully. ] i was the war chief's second. and i managed to survive on earth after some of your descendants nuked it, so there's that.



oh, and if you find any medicine, give it to ruth.

Comments

[wontgraham]

i guess we wouldn't know if you were lying. [ It's actually meant as a joke, just a...really bad one. ]

do you have a better idea about how we got here?

and you can interact with it. a little.

ask the mirrors. [ like that's not incredibly cryptic... ]

[gonplei]

what kind of bullshit is 'ask the mirrors'?

how stupid do you think i am?

[wontgraham]

[ Wow, would you look at the time! It's 'Will's small bar of patience just ran out' o'clock. ]

not sure yet. i was hoping you weren't stupid enough to overlook clues just because they don't fit the narrative you'd already picked.