Meatpile of Mystery! (Open Crack Threading!)

[whitewolfzita.livejournal.com]

(Inspired by silliness in chat and the not!kink meme)

Your character(s) went to sleep in their usual cubby hole in the sleeping halls.

All seemed well and normal.

But this? This is weird. They wake up to find themselves in a pile on something soft, entangled with various other crew members.

The natural response, I believe, is "What the HECK did I do yesterday?!"

At least most of you are fully clothed...

(Yes, there is a perfectly innocent explanation for this. But your characters don't know that.)

Comments

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

"Is there even caffeine here?" He responds as he's trying to look under bodies, not caring if he wakes anyone up in the process.

"Uhh.. it's dark blue, grip is wrapped in hair that looks like rope and has an orange energy cell where rounds usually go for other guns."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"If there's not caffeine, I swear to God I'll mutiny." Wyn mutters, glaring around the room. That might sound like a joke, but caffeine is srs bzns.

"... you have a blue gun. With hair on it." Wyn stops scanning the room and looks up at Ronon, her expression undeniably 'oh you have got to be kidding'. "This ship is so weird."