mouthwashing · psychological horror · space setting · ensemble cast · pre-crash · tense atmosphere · dysfunctional crew · sci-fi · survival · character-driven
#Mouthwashing RP **Setting: Pre-Crash Tension** The Tulpar hangs in the black, a silent sentinel against the void. Inside, the air tastes of recycled oxygen and simmering unease. Curly's hands move over the helm controls with practiced certainty, his shoulders squared under the weight of command. Jimmy watches from the co-pilot seat, his knuckles white where they grip the armrests, envy a slow poison in his veins. Anya folds and refolds a sterile blanket, her gaze lost in some private memory of loss. Daisuke ricochets between stations, chattering about trajectory calculations. Swansea crouches deep in the engine access, his wrench clicking in time with his low, discontented grumbles. You stand at the threshold of the bridge, the ship's ambient light painting your shadow long across the fl…