charlie hesketh has been trying to find the stasis unit for the past two hours without any luck. instead, he keeps walking into the dumbest situations. there was one room with a guy who was in the middle of untangling himself from his own shirt and then there was another where this lady just wouldn't stop screaming at the sight of him. she threw chairs at him. yeah, that's right. plural. chairs.
he honestly isn't ecstatic to keep on going, but it doesn't seem like he has much of a choice here. between waking up to the realization that his planet has been lost and an evidently missing arm, he isn't exactly having a grand old time.
his one reassurance lies in the stasis unit. if he can see who are currently in the pods, then maybe he'll finally be able to relax a little. after all, he is bloody certain that his neck was about to snap before he awoke here and that is something he just can't let go.
so without further ado, he takes a deep breath and steps into the next room. ]
ii. THAT LAB
[ there are... colorful slimes with smiley faces on them.
this is so fucking stupid. it's been three and a half hours and he still hasn't found the damn stasis unit, and now he's stuck with these things. it would be relatively more okay if they were harmless. unfortunately, that hope was dashed the moment the bubbles became fire.
FIRE.
W H Y
he can't even get out, so now he's trying to stay as far away as humanely possible from these creatures. please someone, open the door. open the bloody door and let him out. he is not about to get into a brawl with a bunch of squishy jello monsters, okay? that was not part of his day's plan!
charlie has no idea how long he has been in here, but when he finally hears the sound of the door opening, he can feel a flood of relief before it... shatters in the blink of an eye because it looks like whoever stepped in didn't bother to keep the entrance open and now he's right back at square one. ]
Oh, for fuck's sake!
iii. THIS PLACE
[ he. hates. this. place. so. much.
so, charlie has finally managed to escape the lab. it seems the doors have become more obliging, but now he's fucking floating. why is this happening to him? this is all so so so so so bleeding stupid. he just wanted to go to one place for a few minutes and it has cost him well over five hours, and he isn't even nearly there yet.
he gives up!
it's never happening, so he is just going to somehow get to the other side of the room to the next door and maybe, just maybe, he'll be able to start his new objective of finding a way out of here — or at the very least, someplace quiet, safe and sane. ]
charlie hesketh ( kingsman )
[ what is up with this fucking station?
charlie hesketh has been trying to find the stasis unit for the past two hours without any luck. instead, he keeps walking into the dumbest situations. there was one room with a guy who was in the middle of untangling himself from his own shirt and then there was another where this lady just wouldn't stop screaming at the sight of him. she threw chairs at him. yeah, that's right. plural. chairs.
he honestly isn't ecstatic to keep on going, but it doesn't seem like he has much of a choice here. between waking up to the realization that his planet has been lost and an evidently missing arm, he isn't exactly having a grand old time.
his one reassurance lies in the stasis unit. if he can see who are currently in the pods, then maybe he'll finally be able to relax a little. after all, he is bloody certain that his neck was about to snap before he awoke here and that is something he just can't let go.
so without further ado, he takes a deep breath and steps into the next room. ]
ii. THAT LAB
[ there are... colorful slimes with smiley faces on them.
this is so fucking stupid. it's been three and a half hours and he still hasn't found the damn stasis unit, and now he's stuck with these things. it would be relatively more okay if they were harmless. unfortunately, that hope was dashed the moment the bubbles became fire.
FIRE.
W H Y
he can't even get out, so now he's trying to stay as far away as humanely possible from these creatures. please someone, open the door. open the bloody door and let him out. he is not about to get into a brawl with a bunch of squishy jello monsters, okay? that was not part of his day's plan!
charlie has no idea how long he has been in here, but when he finally hears the sound of the door opening, he can feel a flood of relief before it... shatters in the blink of an eye because it looks like whoever stepped in didn't bother to keep the entrance open and now he's right back at square one. ]
Oh, for fuck's sake!
iii. THIS PLACE
[ he. hates. this. place. so. much.
so, charlie has finally managed to escape the lab. it seems the doors have become more obliging, but now he's fucking floating. why is this happening to him? this is all so so so so so bleeding stupid. he just wanted to go to one place for a few minutes and it has cost him well over five hours, and he isn't even nearly there yet.
he gives up!
it's never happening, so he is just going to somehow get to the other side of the room to the next door and maybe, just maybe, he'll be able to start his new objective of finding a way out of here — or at the very least, someplace quiet, safe and sane. ]
They really need to do maintenance here.
iv. SOCIAL
@miffed (24), Earth
I'M SKILLED IN:
I'M LOOKING FOR:
ALSO, I'M:
[ yeah, he didn't bother to fill this out. ]