emperor lotor (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
unpatriarchal) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
acatalepsy_rpg2019-03-01 03:38 pm
unpatriarchal) wrote in acatalepsy_rpg2019-03-01 03:38 pm
ᴏᴏ2 ( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ) | Mᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴀʀᴋ
[ lotor is in the lounge area, and seems to have found the video games. he's not playing them, but he seems to be considering it, fiddling with one of the controllers as he speaks. and, for someone stuck on an abandoned spaceship, he doesn't seem to be too entirely bothered by the whole stuck thing.
outwardly, anyway. inwardly, lotor is suffering psychologically just like everyone else, but he does a good job at pretending he isn't. he is a professional liar, after all. ]
All of this exploration and chatter, and no one has come together to wonder what is making that noise?
[ he doesn't sound bothered, by the ever-present rumbling underneath their feet, but he does sound curious. like this entire thing is academic, rather than, you know. a dead ship prison. ]
I was born on a space station, and I have to admit, I have never heard something like that. And, as Sheryl has already pointed out, we are not moving. We seem to be stuck in stasis, hanging in nothingness, while something, or someone, is making that dreadful noise.
[ he tosses the controller onto a nearby couch. ]
The closest thing I can think of is that it almost reminds me of the planet destroyers, in my own corner of the universe. Giant creatures that wander space and time, eating dead planets. It is a remarkable function, and interesting to study -- an intergalactic recycling center, ensuring that the universe does not get overly cluttered. Or perhaps it's a malfunction of the mechanical variety, or maybe the noise is simply in our own heads, a figment of our imagination.
[ lotor pauses before shrugging, and inclines his head toward the screen. there is something, in the glint in his eyes. a need to be distracted, a need to talk to someone, a need to not feel trapped on this ship going absolutely nowhere.
being stuck is the thing lotor hates the very most. ]
Does anyone else want to add to the baseless guessing, or would someone like to join me in a game of flight simulation?
ooc: threadjacking is always welcome in my posts. :)
outwardly, anyway. inwardly, lotor is suffering psychologically just like everyone else, but he does a good job at pretending he isn't. he is a professional liar, after all. ]
All of this exploration and chatter, and no one has come together to wonder what is making that noise?
[ he doesn't sound bothered, by the ever-present rumbling underneath their feet, but he does sound curious. like this entire thing is academic, rather than, you know. a dead ship prison. ]
I was born on a space station, and I have to admit, I have never heard something like that. And, as Sheryl has already pointed out, we are not moving. We seem to be stuck in stasis, hanging in nothingness, while something, or someone, is making that dreadful noise.
[ he tosses the controller onto a nearby couch. ]
The closest thing I can think of is that it almost reminds me of the planet destroyers, in my own corner of the universe. Giant creatures that wander space and time, eating dead planets. It is a remarkable function, and interesting to study -- an intergalactic recycling center, ensuring that the universe does not get overly cluttered. Or perhaps it's a malfunction of the mechanical variety, or maybe the noise is simply in our own heads, a figment of our imagination.
[ lotor pauses before shrugging, and inclines his head toward the screen. there is something, in the glint in his eyes. a need to be distracted, a need to talk to someone, a need to not feel trapped on this ship going absolutely nowhere.
being stuck is the thing lotor hates the very most. ]
Does anyone else want to add to the baseless guessing, or would someone like to join me in a game of flight simulation?
ooc: threadjacking is always welcome in my posts. :)
video
Do you think so?
[ mulling it over. ]
If that is the case, where are the bodies? There are only a few instances of actual struggle . . . and it hardly looks like a chaotic evacuation.
video
[GUESS WHO DOESN'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT THERE BEING BODIES or a lack thereof.]
That girl...Violet. Has she said anything further about the nature of the ship's abandonment?
video
[ but at the mention of violet, lotor allows a soft sigh to escape. ]
She claims this ship was a part of a settlement effort from Earth. The planet was overtaxed, and so humanity spread. I haven't been able to get out of her what, exactly, happened yet.
video
Do you believe it is because of trauma she does not wish to say? Or...something else...?
video
[ with a slight shrug; allura is optimistic, and lotor is not. she's more inclined to see the good in people, whereas he's far more realistic about their situation. people are bad, more often than the good people would like to believe. and so lotor is naturally suspicious. ]
But it is hard to say, necessarily, without questioning her further. And I don't want to press someone who has clearly been through an experience, even if I don't believe she should be given the benefit of the doubt.