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[acclimatized]

It feels weird posting here after everything that has happened. The first day after I arrived, someone told me things weren't usually this hectic. And I doubt R.E.M envisioned zombies, grenades and mutinies when he wrote Man on the Moon.

But now I think I can suspend my disbelief and accept that I have been here before and can't remember a sodding thing about it. So, this is a re-introduction. My name is John Watson and I'm a doctor. I would like to help if I can and apologize to anyone I might have accidentally ignored.

Cheers.

Comments

[hellosailor]

Yeah, I saw one on the network. This place, I swear.

[acclimatized]

Have you managed to avoid anyone from Mars yet?

[hellosailor]

No one from Mars. However I have met some from a long time ago, in a galaxy far far away.

[acclimatized]

Seriously?

[hellosailor]

I'm just saying, keep your eyes open.

[acclimatized]

Don't worry, I will. I don't know why I am surprised -- I am talking with an angel at the moment.

[hellosailor]

Stop, stop. I don't have enough hooch for this.

[acclimatized]

I can have a word with them if you like. This one can project good feelings.

[ trolololol. ]

[hellosailor]

I'm going to cancel our date if you keep talking like that fella.

[acclimatized]

It's not a date.

[ ... wow, he hasn't said that for a while. ]

I would say it's us going out on the lash but there isn't a bar here.

[hellosailor]

[Oh, that sort. All right.]

Where there's a will, there's a way.

[acclimatized]

[ he must always reaffirm his straightness! people will get ideas! ]

Saying that, I did speak to a bloke the other day who could get us a few beers.

[hellosailor]

It's a start! I'll see what I can't find.

[acclimatized]

And I'll see whether I can twist his arm.