Singular Space (NOW HIRING! Positions available: Captain)

[Leo Luncid]

"You are to find any unfamiliar device that may be the source of this imagery and disable it, assuming that this is all nothing but an illusion. Mr. Smirg, you are to follow Mr. Ira Matters complete search; I shall track the surrounding area of our ship in case you two couldn't find anything. If, at all, nothing we're looking for is present, we may as well try shooting the wretched thing and end it's madness for now."
At that he pushes the chair he's from his desk to the pilot's and scans the environment from the stationary electronic devices.

Out of character: Yeah, I have been gone too long and too often, have I? So I guess I should leave this key role to someone else in order to keep this game alive; I'm getting busy anyways. I may not care who shall replace this character (Remember: Captain Seid Fhmi) as long as he or she roleplays him as similiar as the way I roleplayed him as possible. If it needs to be said: sorry. Thanks for the times; I shall continue reading this and may even come back with a new role or something. That is, if all you don't mind me back here. Oh yeah, and thanks if you're going to accept my character requests.

[Nalaris]

Coramon already asked, and despite his vastly unoriginal screen name he seems as good as anyone.

And by the way, the search has turned up nothing. If it's a projector making that man than it's a very well hidden one.

[Coramon]

Does this mean I can start playing now?

[AoM]

"We didn't find whatever it was, captain. Let's just hope we can get that engine repaired soon and get the heck out of here..."

[Nalaris]

Yes, Coramon, you can start playing now.

In other news, the crew returns to sleep until the next morning, at which point they see a small girl crying in the cockpit of the small merchant ship.

[Fleegle]

Smirg cautiously reaches for his gun but does not draw it. He keeps his eyes fixed on the girl.

"Aww, this ain't right. Someone, or some... thing is definitely tryin' to mindf**k us here!"

[Coramon]

"This is strange indeed. However, Mr. Smirg, you shall not touch a girl. Not on my ship."

Turns back to a blinking computer screen and studies some print outs

[Fleegle]

"Aye, aye, captain. How do you know it's a real girl though?"

[Coramon]

"I don't. None of us do. But until we find out what it is we musn't interfere with it."

Goes back to the printouts.

"Actually now that I think about it. Hit the girl. I want to see if it can feel the way we do. Don't hurt her. Just hit her."

[Fleegle]

I... er... okay. As you command.

Smirg steps up to the girl and gives her a light smack across the face. He stands back, as if expecting it to turn into a hideous green insectoid alien, ready to devour the crew.

[Nalaris]

Smirgs hand passes straight through, the girl shrieks so loud that the crew all instinctually cover their ears, and the girl vanishes...

And boy has our captain spontaneously changed personality

[Coramon]

It isn't that different.... Ok yeah it is.

"Mr. Smirg, go find out if that Mechanic is done yet. I want to be out of here as soon as possible."

[Pie]

*Albert enters the command room, looking verry worn and tyerd, and flops doun in his chair, and starts mumbling, almost grudgingly*Fuel leaks,cooland spill,engin block up, torn starter couplings, I even found a GUM WAPPER in there.*shakes his head, and then turnes around to notice a young girl on the verdg of tears. Apon noticing this, he gets up, and bends doun to the little girl and speaks in a calm voice* hello there, what are you doing here?*

(OOC: Sorry about that, i didn't read that pard were she disapears.. i think you added it ON PURPOIS TO MESS ME UP!!!!)[/b]

[Coramon]

"Well Mr. Flinch, can she fly?" Pauses looking critically at the girl, then the mechanic. "Oh, and the girl, she's not real. Mr. Matters, as soon as Mr. Flinch gives the word you can get us out of here."

[Fleegle]

"Couldn't find any transmitters, hard as we tried. I wonder if the source of these... holos... is OUTSIDE the ship?"