Let the games begin!

[thespaceopera]

[several days late, as has been the trend lately, the Shuffle's transmission plays for the Fleet.

...or, it tries anyway. the music doesn't even make it--just a punch of static with sad, scattered pieces of musical notes trying to struggle their way through.

when Diamond's voice is finally heard, it's only intelligible in three little bites.]

--Three disappearing from-- ... --new faces, so-- ... --Captain Halliwell--...

[and then the music blends strangely with other sounds, like someone flipping idly through broken radio stations. it takes some time for anything to come in clear, and every frequency turns up the same interference. it isn't until several minutes later that one signal suddenly stutters into clarity, and music begins to play.

wherever you are, they are playing your song! and if there are multiple people in the room, maybe the speakers nearest to each person are playing different songs, each specific to the closest passenger. and after the signal connects, the speakers will continue to play whatever song they started with, even if different passengers move toward or away from them, and will only play something else when the controls are messed around with. and the signals and machinery will continue to behave in this way sporadically, all through the month.]

ooc: the musical madness has begun! feel free to use this post as a mingle for interactions relating to shuffle day and the ensuing musical chaos. if you have any questions, please post them to the January ooc post!

→ Shuffle ooc post
→ January system ooc post

Comments

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[all this crazy music stuff aside...]

You're supposed to manage your crew, that's what. Welcome to the team.

[misconceived]

Manage them. What, like their boss? Or like their babysitter?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I don't know, what kind of a crew do you have?

[misconceived]

Half I can manage, the other half I'll have to babysit.

[ Gee, wonder which is which. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hah... Small ship? That's probably easier.

Talk to Captain Hange sometime, if you want. She's been trying to bring the other captains together every once in a while, just to talk things over. Seems helpful, with all the strange things this ship is taking us to.

[misconceived]

Just the three of us so far.

Hange? Sure, why not. Like a club or something.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

That's not bad. Not sure what it means, but I think I'm the only ship that's managed five...

Kind of. Captains club. There's usually booze, if that's a gamechanger.

[misconceived]

Five doesn't sound like too much. Real captains sure deal with a lot more, right?

Nah, I can definitely deal with booze around. Any set time those usually happen?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hah, I don't disagree with you. It's just an odd situation--not ideal captaining conditions. The crew didn't exactly sign up for the job.

No set time, no. She'd maybe be interested in doing another one soon, though, with all the new people coming in...

[misconceived]

Neither did we. Guess someone has to stand up, though.

All the new people? How many have showed up?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hah. You seem a decent, responsible person.

[a pause.] Hm, since when? We get new people all the time.

[misconceived]

Yeah, sure. Or just the unlucky guy who has to deal with this kind of stuff all the time.

Uh, since... [ Pause. ] Three days ago, I guess? Around that whole period?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

You can always step down, too...

Three days? Ah, okay. Not so many. None at all, actually, to my recollection.

[misconceived]

Yeah, but then someone else on this ship would have to be captain. [ As much as he likes Shirley and doesn't hate Varric... nah. ]

Just us, then. I think all of us on this ship are new, actually.