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(no subject) [Aug. 23rd, 2006|09:24 pm]
Babylon For Us: A Science Fiction Roleplay
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[Current Location |airlock]

"ROOOOOAAAAAWWWWW!!" Cried a voice as it stepped out of a blue space shuttle in the airlock. It pulled out two cans of deoderant and began spraying them in random spots "This is mine, this is mine, this is mine." The figure stopped and moved, looking at the place he was standing previously "not that bit, I don't like that bit! You can have that bit." The figure began spraying again "All this is mine!"
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(no subject) [Aug. 23rd, 2006|03:12 pm]
Babylon For Us: A Science Fiction Roleplay
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[Current Location |airlock]
[mood |annoyedannoyed]

A small pop sounded as a figure of a tall and gangly man sporting a metallic 'H' on his forehead appeared. "Thankyou ever so smegging much Listy." He grumbled to himself before putting on a Liverpuddlian accent, obviously mimicking someone "Ohhh I've just found me a teleporter. I know, I'll send Rimmer through first to see if its safe." The man's voice returned to normal, "no point in asking me first was there Lister!?" He shouted, his nostrils flaring, "didn't think about giving me the teleportation device as well so I could get back to the Dwarf you gimboid!"
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(no subject) [Aug. 22nd, 2006|08:12 am]
Babylon For Us: A Science Fiction Roleplay

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[Current Location |Airlock]

There is a commotion near the airlock and eventually a medium-sized androgynous figure emerges. It turns back to the metal lock in a flurry of fists, feet and floppy brown hair and kicks and pounds the offending device, cursing vehemently. "D*** thing wouldn't cycle to let me out!"

Finally, it turns back to survey the corridor and scratches its head. The banner doesn't help much. "Babylon 4? Where the h***'s that? Obviously, this is a space station, but whose?" The accent is flat and twangy and delivered by an ambiguous light tenor. It is wearing a gray military style uniform, but likely the insignia won't mean much to most people.
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(no subject) [Aug. 20th, 2006|04:48 pm]
Babylon For Us: A Science Fiction Roleplay

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A loud grating noise echoed in the airlock as a blue policebox faded into reality. With a small creak, the door opened and what appeared to be a young man dressed in Edwardian cricketing gear with celery pinned to his lapel stepped out.

"So where have you landed me this time old girl?" The Doctor asked his police box as he put his hands in his pockets and looked around the airlock.
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