Desmond made it a little easier to have contact with the outside world, so I can document my findings better outside just the ship's memory. But he also said I should keep it on the downlow in case someone from the comapny sees it and has a problem wiht it. I'm hoping to share some stuiff we learned from gathering scrap
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not much else to say. Desmond's telling me to get off because we're about to land.
End log.
ooc:
Hello! I'm really excited to be starting this blog.
As the runner of this blog, I want to talk about myself as little as possible to not break immersion. But, I think important information to know is that I am an adult.
Firstly, you're welcome to interact however you wish. Don't worry about spamming me or bothering me too much - just please don't beg me to reply to you. I will reply when I have an idea or the energy to reply. Similarly, if I'm uncomfortable with the interaction or request sent to me I won't reply.
I'm perfectly fine with you DMing me if you have questions or otherwise!
I have quite a few ideas for this blog - fun little quirks and just general plans, but I'm not sure how well this will pan out. I want to edit the layout of the blog eventually to be more in-theme with the Sigurd Logs, but I just don't have the time as I write this.
Not unlike the Lethal Company logs, I plan to leave in some typos or incorrect grammar in my character-posts to try and emulate Sigurd's speech pattern (as much as that pains me).
Some ask replies may come with art I have made, or images from in game. I do not know how frequently this will occur, so please don't be disappointed if yours does not come with a special attachment such as the above.
I am totally okay with interacting with other ask-blogs! I just prefer to keep it within the Lethal Company universe.
Speaking of which, this blog will absolutely not be spoiler free. However I will (more than likely) not post things from the beta, as long as I am aware it is from the beta. Which, I should be - I play Lethal Company with my group at least two days a week at this point.
I haven't fully decided where this takes place in canon, because I do want to try and keep it fairly accurate to the canon, just with personal headcanons. You can assume this takes place before Desmond actually resigns, and some time after Richard dies. Although I tend to be forgetful, so I can't guarantee that this won't change at some point, or that the later logs won't be eluded to.
I don't currently have any tags set up, but I'll try to tag things as "#Lethal Company Spoilers" when I think it is apt.
If anything comes up that is urgent, please contact me privately.
With that being said, please enjoy interacting, and have fun. As what else is there for us to do?
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What's your favorite food? Doesn't seem like there'd be much to eat in the ship, so I wonder how you deal with that.
That's kind of a hard question these days. Desmond orders food when we order supplies. But sometimes he tells me my choices aren't efficient enough. He told me lemonade packets aren't going to help any more than water would, and that I should get something more beneficial for the whole team. Who doesn't like lemonade? He probably wants to order instant eggs or something like that.
That actually sounds pretty good. I wonder if we could get a skillet for that
It feels like forever since I've had real food. i want dad's cooking again
Hello Sigurd!!
While this may seem abrupt, could you describe what your crew smells like?
Bad. Like really bad.
Of course, the ship just smells in general. Desmond kinda smells like coconut sometimes? Something kind of sweet-ish. i don't know if he's ordering some kind of spray behind our backs or what. Maybe it's pollen from walking around all those green-witches?
Yknow.. Vow and stuff.
Lucas smells like a wet cat, ironically. And then Jess, like the rest of us, just kind of smells like sweat.
Honestly maybe I should ask Desmond to order some room spray or something next shipment...