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driftfleet2014-10-05 10:08 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2014-10-05 10:08 am
Entry tags:
- !atroma,
- !event,
- !mingle,
- allen walker,
- anthony j. crowley,
- asano rin,
- barakiel,
- cecil harvey,
- delirium,
- emblica,
- gin ichimaru,
- jilly coppercorn,
- katniss everdeen,
- michael (michael),
- nelkeila tarid,
- nunnally vi britannia,
- peter parker,
- pheobus' crow,
- riku,
- robin redbreast,
- steve rogers (ou),
- tekhetsio,
- tony stark,
- vash the stampede,
- yamanaka ino,
- yuan ka-fai,
- zelos wilder (bad end),
- zhas,
- zoe hange
Twelfth Cycle - Season Premier!
[Everything is quite dark as the passengers regain consciousness, with little lights and panels on the walls just now beginning to wink to life. It seems as though everyone and their new homes are rising from slumber together. Even the air is sleepy, and it tastes stale--it must have been a long time since it's been anywhere other than recycled endlessly through this space.
And for a few minutes, the only sounds that aren't coming from the passengers themselves is the omnipresent hum of electrical and mechanical parts surrounding them on every side, and the occasional scratch of vermin-feet in the walls. Then, regardless of where each passenger wakes in their ship, a short musical tune and an exuberant female voice crackles to life over speaker panels in every room.]
--Good morning, honored passengers! My name is Diamond, and on behalf of Atroma and our entire audience, congratulations on being selected to participate in the twelfth cycle of Drift Fleet! We are all eager to get to know you, and I just know you must all be eager to get started, so let's get right to it!
[And with that, whoever happens to be on the bridge of their ship at the time will be treated to watching the solid panels slide away from the windows, revealing infinite black and uncountable stars... and whether or not they've ever been capable of comprehending the concept before, they immediately recognize outer space.]
In a few minutes, the HS Marsiva will come into view through the windows to my left. Please familiarize yourself with her presence.
For more information on your new roles, and of the Drift Fleet itself, please refer to the helpful information files already uploaded to the network. And from here on out, it shall be up to you to refer new cremates to these information files and to make sure that their stays on your crews are pleasant and rewarding!
...Also--speaking of your new responsibilities as crewmembers--I expect captain forms to be filled out and submitted by the end of the week.
[The smile practically drips from her voice at that last point, and there's a little pause before she continues]
And finally-- we won't be approaching our first system for a few days yet, so you are all encouraged to get to know each other and enjoy the ride in the meantime.
Welcome to Drift Fleet, and remember... the worlds are watching!
[and the voice cuts out, but the lines are still open. the network is live and listening.]
((ooc: the Fleet is now live! dive in and tag around! it's a good idea to put whether or not your thread is open to the network, and what ship you're on, in the subject of your reply. to see who is on which crew, please refer to this sheet! have fun!))
And for a few minutes, the only sounds that aren't coming from the passengers themselves is the omnipresent hum of electrical and mechanical parts surrounding them on every side, and the occasional scratch of vermin-feet in the walls. Then, regardless of where each passenger wakes in their ship, a short musical tune and an exuberant female voice crackles to life over speaker panels in every room.]
--Good morning, honored passengers! My name is Diamond, and on behalf of Atroma and our entire audience, congratulations on being selected to participate in the twelfth cycle of Drift Fleet! We are all eager to get to know you, and I just know you must all be eager to get started, so let's get right to it!
[And with that, whoever happens to be on the bridge of their ship at the time will be treated to watching the solid panels slide away from the windows, revealing infinite black and uncountable stars... and whether or not they've ever been capable of comprehending the concept before, they immediately recognize outer space.]
In a few minutes, the HS Marsiva will come into view through the windows to my left. Please familiarize yourself with her presence.
For more information on your new roles, and of the Drift Fleet itself, please refer to the helpful information files already uploaded to the network. And from here on out, it shall be up to you to refer new cremates to these information files and to make sure that their stays on your crews are pleasant and rewarding!
...Also--speaking of your new responsibilities as crewmembers--I expect captain forms to be filled out and submitted by the end of the week.
[The smile practically drips from her voice at that last point, and there's a little pause before she continues]
And finally-- we won't be approaching our first system for a few days yet, so you are all encouraged to get to know each other and enjoy the ride in the meantime.
Welcome to Drift Fleet, and remember... the worlds are watching!
[and the voice cuts out, but the lines are still open. the network is live and listening.]
((ooc: the Fleet is now live! dive in and tag around! it's a good idea to put whether or not your thread is open to the network, and what ship you're on, in the subject of your reply. to see who is on which crew, please refer to this sheet! have fun!))
voice i guess FOREVER
Oh, they brought wildlife here? How strange.
you you people talking at nothing!! )8
Really? Really...? Phoebus' crow ruffles himself. ]
ha HA
huff!!!
Crow caws again, this time more of a scorn than his last. ]
hu hu hu
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With a displeased warble he'll be standing himself up and bobbing his head as he waddles over to the edge of the bunk. There's not tons of room to manoeuvre around as he'd like, so it takes a short trip to the end of the room before he's able to hop up and gain the height he needs to reach the top bunk where his communicator lies. He'll hop over to it with a few flaps of his wings and cant his head at it, before pecking in determination at a few of the buttons.
B( maybe he can kill it. ]
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Aren't you a smart bird!
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But that's because it's a press and hold and he can't exactly do that with his limited mass. So Phoebus' Crow will just go for the next best thing, pecking and nosing his break around at it until he can grab the edge of the little PDA planner and drag it over in short little jerks towards the edge of the bed.
The first time he slips off the edge and has to fly himself back up before he manages to tug it off, so the second time around he just peck-pushes at it until he can finally nudge it over the edge with the side of his beak and peer quickly to watch it fall to it's death.
Bene. ]
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