Step on up, gentletrolls, to the ULTIMATE SHIPDOWN OF ULTIMATE DESTINY. It’s time for the battle of a lifetime. Where do ships truly reign supreme - the sea, or the sky? Well, folks, only you - yes, you! - can answer that question.
This booth is structured as a six-day long struggle to assemble a ship and crew, with dice rolls each day to determine the success of each step. You can choose sides. You can switch sides. You can do whatever you want*. On the final day, you will play a game of battleship. There will be a very slight advantage for people who have participated in previous days, but it’s pretty negligible.
Each day, two tickets will be raffled off among the high rollers on each side. The final ticket will be distributed through a system called nepotism Rule of Cool, which is basically just TV Tropes for “mels and pope will pick someone who did something AWESOME, no matter how well they rolled.” We’re only allowed to pick from trolls who are marked as trying for the ticket in their post, even if other trolls do awesomer things. Try to have your most AWESOME troll try for the ticket. You will appreciate it. We will appreciate it.
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Oh man - it’s time to begin! The booth has provided an aerodynamic chassis to base your majestic new ship off of. You’re welcome. This definitely would’ve been the hardest part of the ship! ...Or not, you think, as you look at the array of mechanical parts and tools spread out over the table space. Welcome to Ships 101: The Shippening. You’re jumping off the deep end tonight - you’re gonna build yourself an engine. Gotta make this thing aerodynamic now, right? You need a ship that works well with the fluids it’ll need to move through...time to build yourself some better wings. And actual functional sails.
*FINE PRINT: You may only do whatever you want insofar as ‘whatever you want’ follows the rules, outlined in post two.
Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:22 pm
WE’RE TRUSCI MODSAT AND DICTYS GLAUCI, here to lay down the ******** law. Listen up, wigglers, because we’re only gonna say this once. You can try for premade IC prizes once per day per troll, for as many trolls as you own. You can try for tickets or unique IC prizes once per day, period, before you see your roll. If you are playing with multiple trolls, your roll post must indicate that you’re using that roll before you fill it in with RP, or none of your rolls will be counted. If you only play with one troll each day, we’ll assume they’re trying for a ticket. Similarly, each troll can only post for one team per day. Don’t delete posts. Yes, you may switch sides each day. You can build a space pirate ship. It’ll be glorious. How does it work? Don’t worry about it. Yes, you can jump in whenever you want. You can’t get prizes for previous days, but we’ll just assume you did something. Don’t worry about it. Yeah, we know, the art we personally hand-drew as consolation prizes is incredible. No, you may not have any of it if you haven't won. Why not? Don’t worry about it. If no one rolls an 8 each day, we’ll go down the list until we find the highest number. Trust us - we can do the thing. Don’t take yourself too seriously. We sure won’t. Spaace is not a typo.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:29 pm
Trusci’s half of the booth is clean and organized, with ample photography from her brother (unfortunately unavailable for comment) - just like a newspaper’s front page. It’s carefully decorated with lemons and model ships, and she has both a typewriter, several notebooks, and a Dictys-funded fountain pen at the ready.
Today the booths are arranged much differently from previous days - for one, there are boxes on each side of the table with their contents hidden by curtains, and large grids projected onto the back of the booth. What’s going on?
You step up to Trusci’s side. She grins sharply at you.
“Ready to try your luck, spacefaring scum?
For hitting a ship with a length of 2 squares, your team will receive 4 Spaace Points! For hitting a ship with a length of 3 squares, your team will receive 2 Spaace Points! For hitting a ship with a length of 4 squares, your team will receive 1 Spaace Point!
Since you can’t actually see what you’re hitting, you’ll get five shots - Dictys and Trusci figure you should be able to hit something in that frame! To participate, roll two 6-sided dice, five times. Alternatively you may roll ten 6-sided dice in the same post - but you must use dice pairs in the order they appear. Then check the spoiler to see how many points you got.
But wait! There’s more! If you can show the artifacted, jpeg-y prize that you won on some previous day at the booth (by posting it in all its unspoilered glory), Trusci will take pity on you for your obviously inferior ship-building skills. You’ll get an extra shot at the map for each artifacted prize you have! That’s an extra 2d6 for every one you rolled on a previous day. Scoooore!
A ticket will be rolled among people who hit ships of length two on this team. An additional ticket will be awarded to the troll who rolls the highest on either team.
Make sure to include the following in your post. Remember, if you attempt to hit Trusci’s ship, that means you are playing on Dictys’ team! If you are a pirate, check out the post below instead.
[quote][color=#720c45][size=24][b]SHOOT FOR THE STARS, BABY[/b][/size][/color] [b]Troll Name:[/b] [b]Trying for Ticket?:[/b] ONE TROLL PER PLAYER PER DAY, THANKS. Just put yes or no or something else that sounds obvious. We have a hard time comprehending Internet Sarcasm.[/quote]
You eye the scimitar displayed proudly in the back with wariness and move on.
Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:32 pm
Awww, yeah - team Astronauts is literally always the best team. Shoot for the stars. Secure your future. Enlist in the Alternian military.
This half of the booth is both shiny and purple, which is actually a fairly common sight when it comes to Alternia’s seadwellers. It’s extravagantly draped in a deep purple fabric studded with little golden gemstones - stars, you realize. A bulky telescope takes up half the booth, but that’s just fine. You’re not going to set foot inside it, anyway. The main attraction is, naturally, the lanky highblood with really big hair currently examining eir nails. Ey glances up at you and flashes a rather dazzling smile. Oh, yes - Dictys gets things done.
Today the booths are arranged much differently from previous days - for one, there are boxes on each side of the table with their contents hidden by curtains, and large grids projected onto the back of the booth. What’s going on?
You step up to Dictys’ side. Ey smirks and waves. “Today you’ll be working with me only if you’re on the pirate team.” Ey gestures mysteriously at whatever’s going on in...well, in Dictys’ own small box. “No matter what happens, we’re finally allowing you to take your ship with you when you leave tonight. Aren’t you glad you came?” Ey grins again, angling eir fins at you, and then moves on.
“Now! Tonight is the test we’ve all been waiting for. Tonight we’ll prove the supremacy of space travel over all other modes. You’ll be using your ship to shoot at mine…” Ey steps aside to gesture at the six-by-six grid placed behind em. “But unfortunately for you, the space fleet has excellent cloaking. You’ll have to check in with us to see whether you actually hit anything of value.”
For hitting a ship with a length of 2 squares, your team will receive 4 Pirate Points! For hitting a ship with a length of 3 squares, your team will receive 2 Pirate Points! For hitting a ship with a length of 4 squares, your team will receive 1 Pirate Point!
Since you can’t actually see what you’re hitting, you’ll get five shots - Dictys and Trusci figure you should be able to hit something in that frame! To participate, roll two 6-sided dice, five times. Alternatively you may roll ten 6-sided dice in the same post - but you must use dice pairs in the order they appear. Then check the spoiler to see how many points you got.
But wait! There’s more! If you can show the artifacted, jpeg-y prize that you won on some previous day at the booth (by posting it in all its unspoilered glory), Dictys will take pity on you for your obviously inferior ship-building skills. You’ll get an extra shot at the map for each artifacted prize you have! That’s an extra 2d6 for every bad prize. Scoooore!
A ticket will be rolled among people who hit ships of length two on this team. An additional ticket will be awarded to the troll who rolls the highest on either team.
Include the following in your post. Remember, if you attempt to hit Trusci’s ship, that means you are playing on Dictys’ team! If you are an astronaut/spaceman, check out the post above instead.
[quote][color=#94A108][size=24][b]WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR?[/b][/size][/color] [b]Troll Name:[/b] [b]Trying for Ticket?:[/b] ONE TROLL PER PLAYER PER DAY, THANKS. Just put yes or no or something else that sounds obvious. We have a hard time comprehending Internet Sarcasm.[/quote]
The table is littered with stickers bearing the military’s insignia. You should probably take one, if you don’t want to look like someone who hates the military.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:38 pm
[NOTE: These prizes will be replaced later on - you're welcome to take them now, but we'll be editing this post with more accurate images later. Feel free to take note of what you've won and come back later!]
Now for the part we've all been waiting for - prizes! Don't take a prize unless you've earned it, but if you earn a tier one prize, you may take a tier two prize instead, if you'd like. smile Just let us know - we've gotta keep inventory!
TIER ONE
Are these...virtual reality holoshades? What? Unfortunately, since the internet is outlawed, they can only play episodes from Dictys' favorite season of Troll Star Trek. Godspeed.
[img here] A real pirate scimitar - yeeeeeeah!
[img here] Starships were meant to fly! And you can see them, with this telescope!
[img here] See your enemies bobbing on the waters with this telescope.
[img here] A hook hand, AND an eyepatch. You've got this.
Who would actually want these bobbleheads?
TIER TWO
This...is a lemon. To prevent scurvy!
[img here] Astronaut ice cream. How...dry. Bluh!
[img here] This is a pen.
[img here] These are shitty glow in the dark star stickers. Congrats.
[img here] You can use these nifty flags to show your support of the SUPERIOR team.
Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:40 pm
FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS
Do I really have to take this stupid jpeg-ified prize?
Believe it or not, it's actually a good idea. If you win it, don't take it, and later decide to change that decision, they'll be available in the archive.
Conversely, please don't take it if you didn't win it. We know it's attractively artifact-y and all...but Pope worked hard on that s**t yo sad
What exactly is that jpeg-ified prize?
We're so glad you asked! It's a delicious hunk of hardtack. Mmm!l
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:41 pm
Pirates Day 1
Trusci’s half of the booth is clean and organized, with ample photography from her brother (unfortunately unavailable for comment) - just like a newspaper’s front page. It’s carefully decorated with lemons and model ships, and she has both a typewriter, several notebooks, and a Dictys-funded fountain pen at the ready.
Awww, yeah - team Pirates is the right team for you today. You’ve actually got the easier task today - your engine doesn’t need to be powerful enough to get the model ship in the air. Instead, all you’ve got to do is make an engine strong enough to pull the ship in the direction you need it to go, even against what might be strong winds or the powerful simulated waves in the gilded kiddie pool that the booth has provided. (Yeah, Dictys funded it.) To participate, roll one eight-sided die. Include either the following form, or the following information in your post:
[quote][color=#94A108][size=24][b]WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR?[/b][/size][/color] [b]Troll Name:[/b] [b]Trying for Ticket?:[/b] ONE TROLL PER PLAYER PER DAY, THANKS. Just put yes or no or something else that sounds obvious. We have a hard time comprehending Internet Sarcasm.[/quote]
When you’re done, check out your result in the table below, and write an appropriate RP response about your troll building their cool new pirate ship! You need at least fifty words to qualify for a prize.
1: When you’re done, your ship begins to execute the sharpest turn that Trusci’s seen all day. She raises her eyebrow appreciatively, but then quickly realizes that the ship doesn’t actually have the capacity to pull itself out of the turn on its own. It turns in a little circle like a barkbeast chasing its tail, which would’ve been fine except that the engine is so powerful that it just...keeps...getting faster? It forms a miniature twister, causing the water to overflow over the edges, and seriously disturbing everyone else who’s attempting tests. That is a lot of people who’ll need extra parts...Wow. That is some incredible...work...you have done. You might as well be the MVP of the team. Trusci is...proud...of your...efforts...and gave you this as compensation for your...hard work. Yes. Your team receives -1 Pirate Point. 2: Your ship is a little shaky, but none of the simulated weather is enough to push it off course. Oh hey! Not bad at all. Trusci appraises your work and offers you a pick of the tier two prizes. Your team receives 1 Pirate Point. 3: You have built a sail. For some reason it doesn’t respond to your remote control commands. This may have something to do with the fact that it’s just a piece of cloth. Oh no. You walk away empty-handed and receive no Pirate Points. sad 4: You don’t even bother trying for an of the more complex maneuver patterns, but your ship pulls off an incredibly steady perimeter run. Oh hey! Not bad at all. Trusci/Dictys appraises your work and offers you a pick of the tier two prizes. Your team receives 2 Pirate Points. 5: Your ship sails in a straight line, until a strong set of waves starts ramming it repeatedly against the side of the pool. You quickly salvage it before the chassis gets hurt too much, but Trusci is clearly displeased. Oh no. You walk away empty-handed and receive no Pirate Points. sad 6: You manage to trace your first name letter by letter in the water. It’s pretty impressive. Well done! Trusci's jaws may have dropped a little after looking your work over. She offers you a tier one prize. Your team receives 3 Pirate Points. 7: Um...so...where’s the instruction manual again? After getting copious amounts of help from the troll next to you, you build an engine that’s pretty damn great at getting your ship where it needs to go. After about ten seconds, though, it sputters and...dies. It was the other guy’s fault, right? Oh no. You walk away empty-handed and receive no Pirate Points. sad 8: Yeah, you could do this in your sleep. You neatly assemble an energy-efficient engine in a matter of minutes, and also manage to develop a signal flare system using a little rainbow of LEDs. Holy s**t. You've done some incredible things tonight - pat yourself on the back! Trusci definitely just let out an audible gasp...of excitement. She offers you a tier one prize and leans in to let you know about the secret raffle going on at the end of the night for a cool ticket for yet another mystery raffle. How mysterious - and cool! (Also, your team receives 4 Pirate Points. Jackpot!)
You eye the scimitar displayed proudly in the back with wariness and move on.
[quote="Spaace Day 1]“Welcome to the Ultimate Shipdown,” Dictys starts. “I see you’ve chosen the superior team.” Ey gestures down at the table. “We’re providing the chassis for you today - you get to design and build what’s really important. The engine is what gets us off-planet and allows for truly superb navigation. I trust you all can get yours working like a dream!”
Today you’ll be working on...you guessed it, engines for model spaceships. The chassis you’ve been provided is that of an imperial battleship, almost straight out of a history module. The engine will need to get it off the ground and fly through a hoop to be deemed serviceable. You’ve gotta have that control, after all!
To participate, roll one eight-sided die. Include either the following form, or the following information in your post:
[quote][color=#720c45][size=24][b]SHOOT FOR THE STARS, BABY[/b][/size][/color] [b]Troll Name:[/b] [b]Trying for Ticket?:[/b] ONE TROLL PER PLAYER PER DAY, THANKS. Just put yes or no or something else that sounds obvious. We have a hard time comprehending Internet Sarcasm.[/quote]
When you’re done, check out your result in the table below, and write an appropriate RP response about your troll building their cool new spaceship! You need at least fifty words to qualify for a prize of any sort.
1: You work for about half an hour, carefully gluing your parts together and screwing...uh, you don’t really know why you’re putting those two holes together, but it looks good, right? The end result is a large popsicle stick frame with a few oddly-shaped pieces of ABS attached to it. Also your symbol. That’s important. You may have forgotten that the chassis existed in your rush to make something, uh, bold and beautiful, because this doesn’t even fit inside it. How is the thing going to launch, again? Wow. That is some incredible...work...you have done. You might as well be the MVP of the team. Dictys is...proud...of your...efforts...and gave you this as compensation for your...hard work. Yes. Your team receives -1 Spaace Point. 2: After about an hour of fiddling you present your creation. After screwing the chassis gently into place, you’re handed a joystick. What’s this for? Right. Piloting. The ship launches itself and spends a good minute calibrating itself, but then manages to sail into the hoop. Oh hey! Not bad at all. Dictys appraises your work and offers you a pick of the tier two prizes. Your team receives 1 Spaace Point. 3: After fumbling frustratedly with the parts on the table, you throw your hands in the air, take the chassis, and launch it through the hoop yourself. You turn to see Dictys glaring at you. How dare you ruin eir precious model? Oh no. You walk away empty-handed and receive no Spaace Points. sad 4: You cobble together a functional, if unattractive, engine, that allows you to steer the ship cleanly into the hoop. Oh hey! Not bad at all. Dictys appraises your work and offers you a pick of the tier two prizes. Your team receives 2 Spaace Points. 5: You gently lower your newly-formed engine into the chassis, enjoying the satisfying click of parts. You power it on, but it...looks like all the engine is doing is sputtering. Oh no. You walk away empty-handed and receive no Spaace Points. sad 6: It took you a good three hours to get here, but shame on everyone else. It’s you alone who gets to enjoy the delicious victory of press-fit parts. Thank Chittentown for 3D printers, are you right? Your ship sails elegantly into the hoop and you’re able to steer it to land itself on the booth’s sparse table space. Well done! Dictys' jaws may have dropped a little after looking your work over. Ey offers you a tier one prize. Your team receives 3 Spaace Points. 7: Um...did that seadweller say engine? You’ve totally got this. You can build engines in our sleep. An hour later the replacement parts for your replacement parts still won’t fit together. What was wrong with the supplier? You look up to see a shadow looming over you. Oh no. You walk away empty-handed and receive no Spaace Points. sad 8: The spooky thing about your engine is that it doesn’t even hum as it powers on. Your ship is lifted very precisely into the air, and you’re able to get it to perform several victorious backflips on multiple journeys through the hoop. The ship steers itself onto the prize box almost smugly. Holy s**t. You've done some incredible things tonight - pat yourself on the back! Dictys definitely just let out an audible gasp...of excitement. Ey offers you a tier one prize and leans in to let you know about the secret raffle going on at the end of the night for a cool ticket for yet another mystery raffle. How mysterious - and cool! (Also, your team receives 4 Spaace Points. Jackpot!)
Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 11:10 pm
Dictys carefully powered the spotlights and settled in next to Trusci for the night.
She'd see. Space was clearly superior to lowblooded piracy.
WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR? Troll Name: Hazmas Pochim Trying for Ticket?:Yes
The young troll spent nearly an hour practically drooling over the parts and debating which side he was going to be on. On one hand, he had the opportunity to show his prowess with high-tech. On the other, the call of antiquity was strong, as was his eagerness to see how far he could push the boundaries on the tiny sea-faring vessel.
'Well, I can always do one today and the other tomorrow,' Hazmas thought, and wondered if the booth owners would let him keep the parts of the models he'd make. 'I'll ask them when I finish.'
Taking up one of the chassis, the greenblood set to work. Tools flashed through his hands as he carefully arranged each part. The world seemed to disappear as Hazmas became absorbed in building his ship. After several measurements, a bit of drafting and some careful construction work, he fitted the incomplete engine inside the chassis for size. It fit. He grinned continued working, finishing the tiny engine before properly installing it inside the metal frame.
With the engine finished, it was time for fun. Slowly, his ship becoming more and more elaborate and complex. Lights, flares, and a few little piratey additives of his own, made it one of the more attractive, albeit unusual ships in the pool. He'd even taken apart one of the spare parts on the table and added its pieces as decoration to his ship's hull and mast.
"Whada you think? Hazmas asked, glancing over at Trusci, the yellow blood booth keeper. "Pretty good, eh?" He beamed proudly as his ship sailed expertly across the kiddie pool and remembered the question he'd had before.
"Oh, I was gonna ask - can I keep it? Y'know, since I built it and all?" He hoped the answer would be yes, but for some reason, he strongly doubted it.
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8Total: 8 (1-8)
Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 11:35 am
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WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR? (mels you can change this if you want) (also the color should be her blood color, not this blinding piece of s**t) (why doesn’t BBCode have comments???) Troll Name: Aerona Scrall Trying for Ticket?: No.
"Holy cow!" Aerona squeaked. A booth with a seadweller and a yellowblood in direct competition?
"M-maybe you shouldn't take sides," offered Sophitia. She grabbed Aerona's hand in hers and started to scuttle away, but it was too late. Aerona was nearly doubled over in laughter. This was too perfect. She repositioned her hat onto her head and dashed over to the booth, taken in by the disparity of nautical and astronautic gear.
In no time at all she swung over to the pirate side and surveyed Trusci. "Alright, fellow pirate... Let's kick some space butt!" She exclaimed. No better way to make friends than through solidarity! Plus, this gave her a great "in-character" excuse to say mean stuff about a fish freak without them feeling the need to cull her. If they did they'd probably have to go through this yellowblood, anyway.
Sophitia guided her child over to the engine station and she immediately got to work. Sophitia, that is. While Aerona tinkered with the aesthetics of the engine, her lusus had a better handle over putting things together without smashing them. Aerona offered the best LED solutions as her lusus helped her create some kind of graceful, energy efficient monstrosity, and when she was done she beamed up at Trusci. "Spacetrolls can suck it," she sneered.
Sophitia made a little gasp and bopped Aerona for her rudeness. She was a little embarrassed, after all, that she was assisting her charge in competing against someone of such high stature.
WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR? Troll Name: Cebass Lusita Trying for Ticket?: Yes.
Cebass had wandered a bit until he came across the two toned booths. It didn't take long for him to pick a side. He didn't want to stand there all alone working on space ships, sure he had the company of his fellow seadweller but he preferred a wider range of company."Salutations!" the young troll greeted with a cheerful smile.
"You all have some pretty nice designs, yeah..." he commented with a nod of his head at the green blood and the red blood. Hmm, but they did look a little bit drab? Well, it didn't matter too much he'd do enough exciting additions for the team. And that's exactly what he did. Cebass whipped out his notebook and pen and began drawing out his design. The drawing was rather poor but more or less got his design across
As he put the engine together with all the bells and whistles he could afford to put on. There were fancy lights, colors and even some nice paints to go with it. It looked perfect! It looked like something for a fancy cruise liner by the time he was done with it. Cebass beamed at his creation with pride. Next it was time for testing.
Not minutes after the boat made a sharp turn. Which The young troll was excited to see, until he saw that the boat that carried his engine was going in circles at an increasing rate and to his horror there was the beginnings of a maelstrom splashing all over the place.
finally getting the ship to stop Cebass slapped his face with his hand and let out a low growling noise. How could he have done that! He had made an utter fool of himself and the team he should have been helping. "...that didn't go according t' plan," he murmured dejectedly.
SHOOT FOR THE STARS, BABY Troll Name: Eostre Diazzi Trying for Ticket?: Yep!
Eostre stopped by the booth when she noticed the seadweller. She knew em from somewhere right? Eir name was Dictys, if she remembered right... Well, it never hurt to get friendly with your seadwelling noble class, and she knew she ey were someone she'd like to ally with. She signed up for eir side of the battle, and began working on the space ship piece. "It's good to see you again!" she called to em.
SHOOT FOR THE STARS, BABY Troll Name: Klymen Carcha Trying for Ticket?: yep
Ships! Ok, this was interesting, a yellowblood and a purpleblood in competition with each other? Klymen was obviously compelled to participate for the better team obviously and she gave a nod towards Dictys as she got to work on her engine. It took her some time, but she was proud of her end work.... only for it to fail completely and in an utterly embarrassing manner. Walking away, she decided to come back later and try again. She would be better next time, definitely!!
SHOOT FOR THE STARS, BABY Troll Name:Pragma Comsen, Orangeblood Trying for Ticket?:Hodor. Yes.
Pragma's brow furrowed as he made his way through the crowd, dragging his Lusus behind him. His first bloodfest, and so many potential new troll friends! Smiling goofly as he passed trolls of all hemospectrums, he pulled up beside a booth with a telescope pointing to the sky. He had always loved stars! This was where he would begin. Feeling Omini's presence behind him, the long-armed kid cheesed up towards the purpleblood running the booth and the other trolls milling about their side of the booth.
"Hi! I'm Pragma, I'd love to play your game!!" reaching forward the young orangeblood, gathered the materials and set to work. Several minutes later, to Omini's silent bemusement, his contraption looked like it had gotten in between the two during a wrestling match and gotten crushed in the process. But to the little troll crafting it, it seemed fine. What exactly was an engine anyways? "This is what you wanted right?? I think I did it right!"
Holding it up for the purplebloods review, Pragma's eyes crinkled as his smile filled the bottom half of his face in obvious pride.
SHOOT FOR THE STARS, BABY Troll Name: Lorata Gorgos Trying for Ticket?: yes
"Dictys, hello! I'm going to choose your team!" Excited to see a friendly finned face, Lorata hurried over to the space side of the booth without even a second glance at what would usually be the more appealing sight of water. She might have stopped and thought about it maybe if there'd been any bad blood between them, but she couldn't remember a single instance of that. Just a bunch of stuff that had been all a stupid lowblood's fault!
Putting that troublesome business out of her mind, she reached for her spaceship engine and got to work. Except that working was the last thing this thing was doing. Quickly growing frustrated with how it refused to go together, she gave up and launched it as it was through the hoop. She barely had to turn her head to see Dictys glaring at her, and immediately her nose went up into the air.
As if this was her fault! Ey had clearly given her faulty equipment. Snatching a military sticker off the table, because she was not leaving empty-handed, she stormed away.
