passingthrough: (Gentle - Longing)
[personal profile] passingthrough
Who: Crew & Visitors of the Twin Roses
Broadcast: Unlikely
Action: Twin Roses
When: July

[Come enjoy our lounge and our people!]
passingthrough: (X Marks the Spot)
[personal profile] passingthrough
Who: Twin Roses Crew & Visitors (so everyone!)
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: Twin Roses, be there or be...somewhere else probably.
When: May

[People have left. People have come. The Twin Rose mingles onward and upward! Visitors welcome!]
thebestseller: (made of cheese)
[personal profile] thebestseller
Who: The crew of the SS Twin Roses and any visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Twin Roses
When: The end of April

['Sup, it's a ship mingle. We've lost Adawolfe, Anders and Ravi, but gained Lance, Shovel Knight, and Chuuya.

Enjoy the free pudding and make yourselves at home, newbies.]
apurrstate: (With Varric)
[personal profile] apurrstate
Who: The Twin Rose crew and any visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the Twin Roses
When: Whenever

[The first fused mingle! Now it's a bigger party.]
thespaceopera: (drifting)
[personal profile] thespaceopera
Suddenly, the SS Three Twins and the SS Windrose begin to move on their own... slowly, calmly, they drift to into the same direction, away from the other ships of the fleet. Slowly, they move until they side by side.

Over the two ships' intercom, an old song begins to play. And that is all the warning there is before the engines engage -- full speed ahead.

Like a pair of rockets, the ships torpedo forward. As they move, they start circling around each other, like a synchronized dance. They move with incredible grace and skill, far more masterfully than the average pilot augment. Except, each time that they pass each other, they clearly get closer to one another.

And closer...

And closer...

No matter what buttons the crews press, no matter how much they might panic, nothing is going to stop the inevitable. On the final pass, it becomes clear there's not enough room between them to avoid a collision. Any impact alarms on the bridge are blaring at full blast. Any other ships watching will not have time to attempt any sort of interception.

CRASH!!

As if to shield spectators' eyes from the horrors of ships colliding in space, there's a blinding light upon impact -- and once it gradually fades, the results can be clearly seen by all: There is no wreckage. Nothing is broken. But where there were once two ships... now there's only one.

One ship that is looks completely new, but yet is reminiscent of both the SS Three Twins and the SS Windrose.

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On the bridge, the crews of the SS Three Twins and the SS Windrose arrive, along with the usual pop! of Atroma confetti and ridiculous jingle music upon a successful shuffle. Sitting in the captain's chair is a round cake, just large enough for everyone to have one slice. There's a single candle, and the following message scribbled on top in yellow icing:

"Congratulations - SS Twin Roses!
Happy Fusion!"





... What, did you think you were going to die? Sorry about that.

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