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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!))
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[So, he's scouring the ship, trying to see what he can find to protect himself or others- when he spots Yuan. Which whoa, wtf- he could've sworn that guy left months ago]
Yuan?!
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Really? You remember that's-
[he shakes his head] Yes, it's Allen.
[Not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth! Though....he is going to sass a little at that question]
Ah...it's space.
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No, it isn't. I've never heard of any Atroma before.
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[He pats his pockets, then looks around him.] ...Do you have your journal on you?
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[He hadn't even thought about that. He checks inside his jacket, where he usually keeps it then frowns]
- No, I don't. [The heck?] That's strange...
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[He feels naked without it! His brow furrows, as if he's trying to figure out a mystery]
I don't understand. You're here...and now there's no journals? Something doesn't seem right.
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[Crap. How to explain]
You see, it's just...
You've been gone for months, Yuan. Everyone thought you went home.
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[He leans against the console heavily.] ...If I did go home, I don't have any new memories. On the contrary... [a frown, and a deep sigh - he hates admitting to any weakness, but instincts somewhere deeper than memory tell him he can trust Allen with this] ...I barely remember the castle. Every time I try to think of anything in detail it...slips away.
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[He pauses to think, trying to wrack his own brain with memories. Truth be told, there are a lot of things fuzzy. Names he can't place, events....just hard to reach. Then again, Allen's memory had never been a stellar one, so he can't really tell if it's to an unnatural level]
That's strange...maybe it's because it doesn't want you remembering everything right now.
But...at least you remember us somewhat! That's more than usual! [YEAH TRY TO BE ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF THINGS!!]
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[He glances over the strangely-familiar flight controls.] ...Do you know how to work this, or have I been designated the pilot?
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[Except, uh...he stares at the controls, before looking back at Yuan] Ah...I, um, played some flight simulator games back at the castle! But I'm not sure that counts for much of anything.
[Aka, don't ask him]