Hey, folks!  Okay, so this is my con/crit post!  Please give me feedback.

Now, what I am looking for is constructive criticism, as you might guess.  Asspats are nice, and if I'm doing something particularly right, my ego could use a little fluffing, but I really do want to know what things I am doing wrong.  Tone change, RP conduct, writing technique, and even how I treat DC folks OOC.  Please let me know how I can improve and give you a better MacGyver and a better partner in RPing.

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 Team Science, esteemed citizens of Manhattan, fellow police officers, dear friends.  MacGyver speaking.  Now, I'm sure all of us have read that post from our not-so-secret jailers, and as fun as it might have been to start kickin' and screamin', I think I'm good for now.  Lookin' back, I still can't believe I've gotten so attached to this place, but weird as it sounds, I think I'm gonna miss it.  Wherever we go, whatever we do from now on...you're good folks, and I'll always keep you in my mind...so long's they don't erase my memory or something.

Good luck, everyone.  We've got a cataclysm to prepare for.

Might seem like a weird thing to say after all that's happened so far, but I could use a good distraction.  Mikaela, the car's up for a tune-up.  Wanna join in?

Guys?  What's going on?   Someone answer me, please...?  Over.

Hey, Cap?

Albert Wesker.  A buddy of mine calls him bad news.  We got enough time to investigate?

Anyone who didn't get the message, check out Aya's message, and meet us there.  No excuses, no exceptions, no objections.

...My Swiss Army Knife just tried to kill me.

And then when I managed to knock it out, my jacket tried to take revenge.  It used its sleeves to punch me.

Team Science...I'm not an expert in this field, so...I'd like to know what the hell's goin' on.

Hey, Neville!  Look outside your window.

[If he does indeed look outside, there is a car.  Not just any car, however!  A deep navy blue, it's a refurbished Toyota Corolla with what looks to be a laptop on a movable arm inside, a cow-catcher sort of wedge on the front and a Knight-Rider-style hood light in addition to the headlights.  If one were to examine it further, they would find pepper spray canisters in the trunk and an electroshock system wired to the outer chassis, both wired to a remote signal, and a shortwave radio with speakers and microphones at each seat.  On either side of this vehicle is painted a simple phrase in red bordered with white:

The Goddamn Car.]

Alright, ladies n' gents!  This is kinda overdue, so  sorry for that, but we've got some important projects to take care of.

First up: Zero's Call Boxes
So far's I can tell, the schematics're on the up-and-up, and the idea's a great one.  Havin' a psycho like that Birdman fella around ain't all that comfy, so this one's long overdue.  I've attached the schematics to this post ((ooc comment: just assume it's there)), so take a look and lemme know what'cha think, about the plans and about helpin' Zero.  Personally I'm still a little edgy 'round him, but I don't think he's all that bad.

I'd suggest Kaylee in particular to take a look, since she's such a hot shot with this sorta thing.  After that, we'll need the folks workin' on our second project there helpin' make more of 'em.

Second: Exploring Central Park
Bill brought this up, but we need to work on it soon, otherwise Big Momma might just chase us out real quick.  Makin' a mechanical rover like the plans I have here would work pretty well.  Any suggestions?

Bill oughta be team leader since he brought this up, but I'd say Jeff oughta help out if he can.  Doc, Willow, if you can help out with programming or the robotics part, go for it.

Third: Restarting the Hydroponic Farm
Big Momma's kid took out our self-sufficiency.  This is our first step to bringin' it back.

Russel n' Fletcher oughta be fine with the farming part, but they need some help reassembling the greenhouse.  Daniel, Neville?  Sound like your kinda work?

Fourth: Puttin' the Cops on Wheels
Miss Aya mentioned gettin' squad vehicles on the streets so we can patrol faster and do our policin' better.  No arguments here.  On top o' that, we need ourselves a new Team Sciencemobile, seein' as what's left of the hovercraft's on the bottom of Big Momma's kid's shoe.

I'll be workin' on this with Miss Sara.  Kaylee, after lookin' at the plans, wanna join in?  Oh!  Almost forgot.  Rikku, you up for that too?  You mentioned somethin' about bein' great with machines.

Fiftth: Personal Project
Miss Kida, I think I'm ready to help you with that spear head you were askin' about.  I was lucky to find a place for a forge not too far away, and the bellows n' whistles're all set up.  Smithin's not exactly my field of expertise, but I'll do my best.  Deal?

...Nanaki's been awful quiet.  Anyone seen him around?

Been a while since I've put up a journal entry, but this's as good a time as any!

First off, Dr. Jackson, Dr. Neville, and I're gonna try nabbing a live crab.  We might wanna take along one more person, but keepin' things small seems to be the way to go.  Any thoughts, fellas?  Team Science?

I'll be takin' the hovercraft around, see if I can help move patients faster.

Everyone at the Cathedral okay?  I'll be takin' my radio.  Talk to me if there's a problem!

It occurs to me that we never really gave a full welcome to our new members.  I'm pretty sure work here at Police Plaza's going to ease off soon, so how 'bout we all head over to Seventh Heaven tomorrow night?  Get some drinks (soda for you, Jeff!), get to know each other, all that.  How 'bout it?

Listen, Zero, whoever you are.


Much as I ain't satisfied with bein' cooped up here by a buncha guys who don't even feel comfy showing their faces, you've gotta pick your meeting places better next time.  Now, I'm bettin' you're new here, otherwise that little incident wouldn't have happened - couldn't imagine the kind of idiot that'd do it on purpose.  Anyways, whatever you're doin', whatever crazy scheme you've got planned, keep a few pointers in mind:

- Don't start makin' a huge ruckus in the subway tunnels unless you're countin' on Big Momma or a huge wave of crabs to show up.
- Don't get folks in a position where they could get hurt without 'em agreein' to it first.
- DON'T FORCE US TO SPEND OUR TIME LOOKIN' OVER YOUR SHOULDER IN CASE YOU DO SOMETHIN' STUPID AGAIN.

Yeah, we haven't figured out a way outta here, but 'least we figured out how not to get rained on by falling rocks.  Double-check with someone next time, maybe.

All that said, if on the off-chance you do end up bein' the real deal savior you keep sayin' you are, I'll be fine with that.  Surprised as all get-out, but fine with that.

((ooc comment: Right now, "Team Science" encompasses:
- MacGyver
- Bill Nye
- Tenth Doctor
- Jeff Andonuts
- Kaylee Frye
- Russel and Fletcher Tringham
- Luis Sera
- Dr. Robert Neville
- Dr. Daniel Jackson))

It's been a while since I've really said much, folks, but it's lookin' like there's more and more important stuff to say.

First off, I've been talkin' with a Miss Aya Brea, used to be with the FBI.  She's tryin' to restore a police presence to the Big Apple, and I'm up for helpin' her.  I'll be over at One Police Plaza for the next few days helpin' out.  If any of you wanna join up, feel free to come along.  We could try and talk more there 'bout the specifics.

I'm also a little curious if any of you went over to see that Zero guy.  I ain't exactly trusting him, but it's good to know what he's sayin' anyway.

Oh, and Daniel?  Did'ja find and decode the message yet?

Oh, geez!  Looks even bigger when it's moving!

...We need Godzilla to balance things out, maybe.

So, ladies and gents...are we gonna look into this 'Zero' guy?  Honestly, he does make some sense - I've been kinda thinking that this whole mess does sort of look like a huge social experiment, and sure as heck I want it to stop unless they've got a good reason.  Same time, though, I ain't too sure about him.

Oh, and speakin' of messages, all members of Team Science, I hope you can find a copy of that message the Subway folks found and try figurin' out what it means.  No matter if Zero's for real or not, we need to know what it's about.

Someone official's out there.  A few possibilities:

1) They could be trying to reach us for a rescue.
2) They could be watchin' the monster and crab populations to keep 'em contained.
3) They could be watchin' us, tryin' to see what we make of the situation.

It ain't a DXS code, that much I can tell you.

Hey, folks!  Got good news and bad news.

Good news is, a fella by the name of Russel Tringham's a hotshot with plants, and has been growing some nice food.  Smart kid, and all but sure he'll be a new member of our team.

Bad news, there's been some trouble with a fella stealin' a third of his work, so he needs help with transport and so on.

Check his journal out, see what we can do for him.  He did mention a truck.  Kaylee, Bill, Jeff?  Anyone wanna help me out with puttin' one together?

Still here at Madison Square...anyone else notice it got a lot colder suddenly?  Not to mention, we lost a day again.

Food here's all gone too, minus what we brought.  Gotta try and make it back somewhere...but no way is my scooter gonna make it out.  Might actually need some help...or snowshoes.