Super Robot Wars Unlimited Generation @lpha

Now you might not be doing your fishing the MANLY way! And you haven't caught any Whales... and if any of you do you will walk the plank. THAT'S MY WHALE!

So I got this tune, and it's awesome! So before you go thinking we're a bunch of tyrants for keeping your food from you... REMEMBER WHAT ACTUAL TYRANTS ARE LIKE! STUPID WHALE... [Smith continues to rant about certain tyrannical white whales.]

Event start!
With the wonderful music the Captain is providing, we'll be starting a little fun:
-The first day, everyone will hear it at least one time. It's a bit annoying, but catchy after a while.
-The second day, the annoyance of the song is nil to none, and just about everyone can enjoy it, even the most irritable of people.
-The third day, everyone pretty much likes the song, but, people are becoming more irritating.
-The fourth day and onward people are not only more annoying, but, coupled with the food and supply shortage, it's harder and harder to even trust them. Fights are all the more likely to break out over increasingly insignificant things.

There are mind-control and persuasion elements involved in this event. While everyone will be affected to a degree, constructs and gods will be on the lesser end of the spectrum. How FAR you go is up to you and whomever you decide to punch faces with. Don't forget to consult your other players before slugging it out without permission.

CURRENT LOCATION: Over the Atlantic Ocean, near Bermuda.

So... uh... you see... that is...

[Dan's image on the screen is somehow usurped by the ridiculous image of Smith Weston standing on the roof of the bridge swinging around a golf club!]

You BLASTED VARMANTS! Costing me my milk and cookies! I should put a plank by the airlocks I say! That'll teach ya to steal my tea!

[Dan's image appears in a small box in the corner of the window.]

Yes, you see as Captain Weston is say...

[Smith Weston cuts him off again.]

The next time you all think you can galavant around my ship painting walls and building whatever you want I'll...

[Then the entire screen goes dead inexplicably. A strange looking woman some of you may have seen before appears in the middle of the apparently otherwise off screen.]

Hello brothers and sisters of the White Chalice. Confirming with Ayame, we decided a more... cohesive explanation of our situation was needed. Do to a cavalier attitude some have had, our food supplies are gettin' low. You guys gettin' beat up so much has also created a shortage of parts.

Until such time that we can restock, we will all have to go without. We have an alotta water, but food will be rationed. The pantry has been made off limits except under the strict supervision of Dan, Ayame Jin, Misato Katsuragi, Hayato Jin, Sumeragi Noriega, Mio Sakamoto, Forte Stollen or myself. Food will also be inventoried daily, and according to Ayame: "If our stores end up below the expected amount for the day, everyone will go hungry the following day to make up for it. And I do mean EVERYBODY." So let's please not sneak any snacks, as I for one am gettin' hungry already just thinking about it.

Repairs are still being done, however all non essential repairs, upgrades and remodels have been suspended until farther notice.

For those you you who are unaware, I am Maxene Trendy. I am a ships Doctor, so if anything ailsya, by all means come find me.

[Following this, the screen reactivates and Dan and Smith Weston appear. Though Smith is basically just ranting and raving and Dan is ignoring the viewers and being quite unsuccessful at calming him down. After a minute or so of it the image on the screen shuts off again. This time returning to whatever the screen was previously doing before the announcement.]

EVENT RULES: This is exactly as Maxene Trendie says, the White Chalice is running critically low on food and has a shortage of parts as well. Everyone is getting a fairly meager portion of food each day (though people can more or less still have all the water they want) and if the food inventory is ever below the expected amount, everyone gets nothing the next day (the injured being the single exception to this). It was unstated, but anyone found stealing will meet... unfortunate consequences. In addition to this, all mecha upgrades, unnecessary repairs (such as paint jobs or other purely aesthetic additions) have ceased until farther notice. Yes, this means that any of you who put in upgrade requests that have not yet been introduced will not have them completed until this event is over.

So here is the deal. Our allies Nergal Heavy Industries are contractually obligated to give every one of their employees and their families funerals. With the massive death toll caused by the Festum... [Dan takes a moment of silence and bows his head] it has come to the crew of the Nadesico to perform over 100000 funerals and they only have a few weeks to do it. So I have offered our services in aid. It's the least we can do right?

((OOC: This post is for threads related to the funerals. Though you can post your own threads regarding this as well. Actively taking part in this event is entirely optional, but unless you post saying you specifically AREN'T helping with the funerals, the general assumption will be that everyone was helping off screen.))

Note: Nergal Heavy Industries was a multi-national corporation pre impact and still has employees from many different backgrounds, so feel free to complain about having to do a particularly strange or obscure funeral. In fact, feel free to make a strange or obscure funeral up if you want to.