One!

[tobeajedi]

Who: Vima Sunrider
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Marisiva hospitality deck
When: 6/14

[video]

[It's a scowling teenager on your screen, sitting crosslegged on a cot.]

Hey. So. It sounds like I've been kidnapped to participate in some crazy holo-show with a bunch of other people who've been kidnapped. I guess that's not evil, but it's still really annoying.

I'd make a stink about getting out of here once I find out where those jerks hid my lightsaber, but I've got a feeling that's not going to help much. So... hi. I'm Vima Sunrider. Are there any other Jedi around here?

[action]

[Vima is exploring before and after she makes that transmission... checking out the weird exercise equipment, looking at the big transmission screens, poking her head into the cafeteria, and mostly looking for other people.

You might also find her staring out of the bay windows, wondering just where in the Galaxy she is.]

[ooc: prose or brackets is fine!]

Comments

[stefanged]

[Stefan's taken towards sitting by the bay windows, notebook in hand as he scribbles out his first impressions. His memories are jumbled enough without adding outer space reality TV in the mix - so he figures, until he has a rough idea of what's going on, he'll try to remember what happened before he was kidnapped.

He glances up, upon realizing that someone else's joined him.] Hey. [Tucking his notebook away!] This whole thing's been kinda crazy, huh?

[tobeajedi]

[Vima looks over at the man, lowering her hands from her hips.]

Yeah, no kidding. [She shakes her head.] I don't even remember anything weird happening. One second I'm at home, the next, who knows where. You didn't get any warning about this, did you?

[stefanged]

Nope. [He rises to his feet, involuntarily glancing out at the window before he glances back at her. She's so young, too - probably a little younger than his sister, but still way too young to be part of this grand reality show.]

I was pretty much the same - weird stuff's a part of my life, but nothing this weird. [Pause] I don't think anyone here did.

[tobeajedi]

Who the heck would watch this kind of thing, anyway--just a bunch of prisoners on ships getting dragged along through space? What are we supposed to do, fight battles or have races or something?

[She's spent enough time getting dragged around a real war to want to fight in some fake one, thanks.]

[stefanged]

A lot of people, I'm guessing. [He sighs] You've heard of reality TV, right? I'm more used to people being stuck on an island - but the basic idea's the same. It's weirdly popular to watch people's "real lives."

[Not that he watched much of it back on Earth. He was pretty busy with supernatural chaos that - whoops - turned into a full-out alien invasion. (No one really predicted that.)]

[tobeajedi]

I haven't, actually... [She's equating TV with what she calls holos.] That is weird. Who would sit down and just watch people digging for kelp strips... or hanging out on a spaceship? That sounds really boring compared to actually doing things yourself.

[says the girl whose life has never been calm since she was three years old, granted.]

[stefanged]

[Stefan's a bit envious - where he's from, reality tv is inescapable.] You've probably got a different definition of boring - not that that's bad. I like yours better.

Have you checked the place out? I thought there might be other people, but I think it's just us and whoever else they kidnapped.

[tobeajedi]

Hah, well, sometimes I don't have a big enough space between "boring" and trouble." But I just figure that keeps things from getting stale.

[Sadly, the only entertainment in the GFFA tends to be sportsball, racing, and gladiatorial contests. Maybe some risque dancing if you're on a sleazy planet.]

I've run into one or two other people on this ship, and this gadget seems to be hooked up to some kind of network. [She gives the comm device a shake.] Other than that, this place seems pretty deserted--no actual crew here.

[Which is weird, really. Why would they let prisoners have free run of a ship, even just limited parts of it? They must be pretty confident in their security measures.]

[stefanged]

[He nods, reaching into his pocket to grab his own comm device. It's not exactly what he's used to, but the mute button has been a blessing in disguise.] Yeah, the device's some kind of constant feed to the rest of... the Fleet? Kinda weird that there's a ton of ships roaming around here.

There's robots, but I don't think they count. They don't seem sentient. [Not that he wants to deal with talking robots. He's had enough strangeness in his life for the past few hours, and his willing suspension of disbelief can only go so far before he just gives up and wonders what his life has become.] For a TV show, you'd think there'd be more people yelling directions at us.

[tobeajedi]

Yeah, I noticed that when I woke up. [She scowls.] So much for privacy--luckily I was able to switch it off before I started flailing around in front of everyone.

I've met a few of the robots too. They're pretty dull. [where are the quirky harried-butler personalities and sarcastic beeps? WEAK, MYSTERIOUS CAPTORS.] But that would make more sense, wouldn't it? There ought to be some lighting guys raving about how sickly the illumination makes us look.

[stefanged]

Mine's off too. I figure, navigate this place before I think about anything else.

[That crack, though, makes him laugh.] You're telling me. Or cameramen trying to find the best angles. Not sure how good the view is, if they're just using these [he gestures to the comm device] and whatever security cameras exist here.

[tobeajedi]

[She grins.] We've obviously found a backwards culture that doesn't care about production values. [She reconsiders that, considering how shiny the Marsiva is.] Or one too advanced for them.

[She looks up at the ceiling and the corners, though, since his talk of security cameras... yeah.] Wouldn't be surprised if they had a remote droid small enough to keep an eye on us without being noticed. I wonder if there's anywhere that really is private.

[stefanged]

Probably not. Reality TV can find drama just about anywhere, and if they're filming everywhere... [He shrugs, almost helplessly. If he were in a mood to fight his captors, he would have, but this feels futile.]

Sorry, I swear I'm normally nowhere this down. [He lies, he totally is.] I'm Stefan, by the way. I'm from Earth, if you've heard of it.

[tobeajedi]

[She kind of has the feeling he might not be chipper anyway, but this is a pretty good excuse to feel lousy no matter how you are usually.]

Nope, Earth's new to me. I guess you could say I'm from H'ratth, but I haven't been there since I was three or so. [Really, she couldn't pin down one planet she would think of as home. Ambria, where her mother first apprenticed as a Jedi, would be closest to it.] If I haven't heard of Earth, though, you might not have heard of there.

[stefanged]

I haven't, sorry. But I'm also really bad at astronomy, so it's possible someone back home had.

[He's joking, slightly - if Stefan bothered to study the stars, he wouldn't be half-bad at navigating them. He'd just never seen the point in memorizing information about distant planets when there were more pressing matters on Earth.] Honestly, this is the first time I've ever left it.

[tobeajedi]

Really? This is your first time off-planet? [Vima glances out of the window at the unfamiliar stars.] Wow, this must be even more unsettling for you.

[stefanged]

Kind of. [He sighs, following her gaze outside.] It hasn't really hit me yet. I feel like once it sinks in, I'll freak out or - I don't know, think about how weird this whole thing is.

[Headtilt.] Does it get easier? Traveling between planets or way-stations or whatever you call them?

[tobeajedi]

Honestly, it's so routine I don't think about it much. My mom's [uhm...] position means we've had to travel a lot, almost since I was a baby.

Of all the trips I've taken, most of them have gone without a hitch. I mean, you can run into a lot of trouble in deep space, but there's usually nothing to worry about. The kidnapping worries me a lot more.

[For now, she'll leave off talking about the Great Sith Wars since that probably won't help him not freak out.]

[stefanged]

[He tilts his head thoughtfully.] If it's that normal, then of course the idea wouldn't seem strange. But yeah, the kidnapping worries me too. Part of me hopes it's completely random.

[And not, you know, on purpose - because that's a road he doesn't want to wander.]