welcome to starfield

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[Each inmate wakes up in a cell, with no memory of arriving there or of putting on the full body orange jumpsuit. There is a moderately chunky tablet wired into one of their arms, with dials on the side to flick through the different menus, including a limited note-taking function and a map

None of them are alone in their cells, either.

Whether they choose to leave their cell and explore or just stay and get to know their new roommate, it becomes clear that this place isn't anything like any of them have ever seen. For some, it's devoid of anything even remotely familiar. The door labeled Counselor's office is locked. The Counselor's office and the kitchen and mess hall all have placards stating hours when they're closed - or in the former's case, when "private office hours" will be held.

However they while away the next couple of hours, it seems like they're mostly alone on the ship. For a while, anyway.]

Comments

mess hall

[rickdiculous]

Guess the cells were too subtle for you.

[casually eating cold cereal]

[tokencanadian]

[Looks up?] Oh, hello. "Rick", I'm guessing?

[She saw your profile. She's not all that impressed.]

[rickdiculous]

Don't wear it out.

[listen sweetie just let gramps eat his cereal]

[tokencanadian]

[She doesn't care about your cereal, old man.]

You're... definitely someone I could see being in prison, if you don't mind me saying. [This is her being polite.] But that still doesn't explain the other people here. Why are people here with such... non-existent crimes.

[rickdiculous]

No offense. [He raises his hand.]

I'm...starting to think this i-[errrgh]-is a real big McFreakin gag.

[tokencanadian]

[She blinks, letting her PIP, and by extension her arm, fall to her side as she approaches the table Rick's sitting at.]

You think all of this is some kind of joke? [She's not angry, just very curious.]

[rickdiculous]

Not a joke in the sense of "ha ha funni joke, my sides are splitting and I c-crave death" sense. More in the vein of something's really off if they're doing that much asspulling in terms of what they consider crimes.

Dunno. Doesn't - it doesn't seem legit to me, brah. The jail.

[tokencanadian]

Well, I have to agree with you. [Congrats, Rick.] There's something just too complicated about all of this. Why would they bring so many people here, and some for such ridiculous crimes?

What would be the point? How could they do this?

[rickdiculous]

Probably out of boredom. Honestly. Or they were blackout drunk and - and set this up.

[tokencanadian]

[Well now she's just giving him a look.]

I... can't imagine all of this being possible if you were blackout drunk.

[rickdiculous]

I've done waaaayyyy more electorate things while b-blackout...blackout drunk.

[tokencanadian]

[She actually chuckles a little.]

I'm sorry... I'm a little skeptical about that.

i meant elaborate things but i too am, apparently, blackout drunk

[rickdiculous]

Then you clearly don't know me.

I mean, rick doing voting shit while blackout drunk seems pretty ic

[tokencanadian]

That's... true. I don't know you at all, actually. We've just met.

wow don't foreshadow the trials

[rickdiculous]

Rig-Right. Well. Thing is - I get...most of my work done when I am completely fuckkkeeddd. Like, big impossi-impossssaahuge projects . Just - gone in a couplea seconds. It's because I'm - I'm smart as hell, dawg.

oh geeze

[tokencanadian]

[Forgive her, she's giving you a look like she doesn't totally believe you.]

Well, is there any chance you know of a way out of this situation?

[rickdiculous]

Possibly. I've escaped...prisons before. But it- shit like that takes time.

[tokencanadian]

You have? [Well that's a little concerning, but nevertheless.]

Well, I suppose we have nothing but time, seeing as it appears to be just us here.

[rickdiculous]

Yep. But those ones had...guards and - and weren't vague as fuck.

[tokencanadian]

Vague?

[Hmm?] Things have been fairly unexplained to us so far.

[rickdiculous]

I dunno. The whole place looks like - eergh - it feels fake.

[tokencanadian]

...It's certainly not what I'd picture a prison being like.

[rickdiculous]

Ten cells. Te- ten fucking cells, and each of them...has their own bathroom and a show-[urp]-er.

...Not to mention.

Uh.

Co-ed.

[tokencanadian]

...That's that odd?

[rickdiculous]

In a prison? Yeah, dawg. Hell fuckin yeah.