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[kj1225]

"Sure."
Ian turns and shouts towards Chryssa.
"Hey Chryssa, what's the last thing you remember before getting transported here!?"

[TheBiggerFish]

"You know, Gozer and Dackly have  *yawn*  a point...  I'm going to find a bed."

[Projeck37]

"I think I was with Falu... but I can't remember what we were doing. The last I remember, I was going to sleep, I believe."

[crazyabe]

Finsib has dragged all the mattresses (+Dackly, Alan, And Chryssa) out of the room into the kitchen

Fisnib casts FIREBALL on the Pile of mattresses (+Dackly, Alan, And Chryssa) turning it into a a bonfire

[TheBiggerFish]

Alan, walking by, tackles, forcepushes, and interrupts Bisnifisnib all at the same time.  He is not pulling punches.
"YOU ARMOKDAMNED IDIOT!  WHAT THE CIRCUS DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
((Yeah, Alan did not actually SLEEP yet.  Good job, your character is probably dead now.))
In case this wasn't clear:Roll for damage.
Wow, how did I not notice that?

[crazyabe]

Finsib has dragged all the mattresses (+Dackly, Alan, And Chryssa) out of the room into the kitchen

Fisnib casts FIREBALL on the Pile of mattresses (+Dackly, Alan, And Chryssa) turning it into a a bonfire

((?))

[Shadestyle]

Dackly murmurs half asleep as she petrifies the fire into a comfortable nest of smooth warm granite. "Wake me up one more time... *SNORE* Dare ya."

((None of that happened dude, strikethrough.))

[Projeck37]

((That was a joke, TBF. Hence strike through.))

[TheBiggerFish]

((Apparently I didn't notice that.))

[Twinwolf]

"Were teams reassigned yet?"

[Projeck37]

Chryssa nods.
"Yeah. I was part of FLCN. Made up me, Falu, Lexus, and Nia."

[Twinwolf]

"...Right then, you're both kind of in the future for me then... Last thing I remember was like a day after I got to the academy, that day we were allowed to go into town, and teams weren't reassigned yet."

[Sanure]

Periw walks around the ship, having put it into auto-pilot, marking down things that need fixing and conversion into gem-tech. She begins figuring up how much material she will need.

[Shadestyle]

Dackly and Gozer continue to be completely asleep, recovering from their wounds, and unable to 'participate'.

[crazyabe]

Finsib is wandering around the ship, gathering random bits and pieces of junk Including Dackly's head And the Auto pilot Controls

"Hmm, I needed a gorgon head to finish my collection... And here one is..."
*VIOLENT FLESH TEARING SOUNDS*
"There, Now my collection of gorgon heads is complete!"