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[hear]

Zombies in space? Really?

[ lydia hopes that her level of done is conveyed through text (sarcasm usually gets lost in text but she's in a typing mood, ok). ]

So, now that the pleasant welcome is over, can someone tell me how we are even maintaining Earth's gravity? Or a better more relevant question could be, where is all the oxygen coming from? I mean, even water is pretty limited.

[ she is disappointed about the lack of available scientific research about this place. come on, guys. the archives and records say everything about the island and its history, but nothing about what's been happening on this secret moon base. (also, seriously? this is getting a little too science fiction — says the girl from a town of werewolves.) ]

And assuming that time travel is actually possible, shouldn't the butterfly effect come into play here? You can't seriously know every single influence that lead to an event and its outcome. Sorry, I must have left my Time Travel 101 textbook back in the real world.

Comments

[hear]

Nothing. But if I wanted to exchange cutesy faces, I would have recorded a video.

[velveteened]

Good point, good point! I doubt these can compare to you at all.

( he's weirdly sincere about it considering he's never seen her before but he's sure she's beautiful okok )

[hear]

[ the sincerity is somewhat lost on her because of the nature of text, but also because she has no idea who he is. creeper. ]

Do you say that to all the new recruits you meet over text?

i'm so sorry

[velveteened]

Of course not! Only the nice ones.

me 2

[hear]

How reassuring. Totally not a stalkerish thing to say.

HAHA

[velveteened]

Is that really how it sounds?