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( Don't touch our precious Kam-Kam. He's so adorable.)
(And I think everyone posted, so we can probably start soon)
Space Andromeda (Private)
(Hey, is anyone ready to Ragnarok and Roll?)
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(Does anyone feel like starting??)
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(Yeah, we can probably start this off. I'm only on for a bit though.)
(I is here.)
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(Hm, I just realized that there are a lot of space pirate RP's now that I look at it.)
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(I think people probably just saw this rp, liked the idea but made one of their own because this was private)
(Hi I'm ready we should start)
(yes, that)
(Aw yiss.)
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(Yeah, let's start this up.)
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(If anyone's on, we can start.)
(YUSSSS. Should this be like Treasure Planet type Space?)
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(Yeah, let's come up with a plot rn.)
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(Maybe our crew has always been the misfits, leading other crews to practically despise us. We don't work for the "empire" or anyone, so when we hear that there is a treasure on one of the moons in a nearby galaxy, we immediately jump on the opportunity.)
(Yeah! That works!)
(yes cool!!!)
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(That sounds good to me)
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(Is anyone around? When are we going to start this lol?)
(Heyo.)
(I here.)
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(Okayyy, anyone here now lmao? Application errors got bad last night)
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(Ikr, it was bad. And yes, we should start this up, except I'm pretty bad at starters.)
(I am here!)
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(Does anyone feel like starting?)
Kameo sat in his chair, poking at a liquid substance with his gloved hand. It was supposed to be extremely acidic, as in, it should've burnt his gloves off, but so far, no results.
Peyton was in the navigation room. She was looking through the different star charts trying to map out a path. God this was difficult!
Joanna peeked into the oven. Please be done. YES! she grinned and pulled out the pie. She set it on a rack to cool, and started working on the whipped cream. French Silk pie was one of her favorite things to bake.
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Lucy sat crisscross on the floor of the makeshift counseling room. Well, it was more of a decently sized storage area. When she had first arrived with the crew, she offered her services as a mental therapist, considering she knew first-hand what mental trauma could do to the mind. So, the small room was converted into her own little office, something she considered a safe space for anyone who wanted of talk. Her eyes were shut as she sat in the calming silence, a small labradorite stone resting in each of her palms. The certain stone was meant to help with anxiety. She knew how many frowned upon the idea that crystals could help promote certain emotions and help to heal mentally, but she was raised to believe in the practice.