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[personal profile] morphitudinous
Who: Billy Cranston and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: S.S. Red Fish
When: July 9th, the return to the ship

[Billy is relieved to be back on the Red Fish, and that thought depresses him slightly. But that relief is fleeting. Much to the annoyance of his crewmates, he immediately rolls up his sleeves and gets to work---but not without contacting the rest of the crew first.]

Hello again, everyone. I'm not exactly sure I'm glad to be back here, but it's...almost comforting, isn't it? After everything, and what we now have to live with it might not be, but...

We've been absent from our vessels for a long time, and that's more than long enough for strange things to happen to them. Has anyone found any changes to themselves or their ships that they didn't apply for? Or has that happened in the past? Too many possibilities to think about.

[He signs off and continues his search. Of course, Billy could always be stopped from noticing changes thanks to the augment, but he still has to try. He'll continue to bother his crewmates with his hurried panel-tinkering, and they may notice that his movements are quick and jerky, almost as if he's over-caffeinated.]
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[personal profile] morphitudinous
Who: Billy Cranston
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Red Fish
When: one evening, right now

[It's been fairly quiet on the Red Fish this month, at least with what little time he's spent on it. He's finally started to pad his bank account with all those races and shifts at the garage, but the recent events he'd been on the periphery of? He's now a little worried about their situation.

And a recent conversation with a friend has brought something to mind.]

Hey everyone,

I understand if this is too personal of a question to answer a stranger, but when applying for augment upgrades, what do you tend to focus on? I was initially thinking about improving my station, but knowing what could be out there...improving our self-defense abilities might be the wiser option. We're sitting ducks regardless, but maybe we could use sharper beaks?

Perhaps coordinating with the rest of the ship is the best course, but things change so quickly. I'm worried.

[No more stretching metaphors for Billy. He just smiles and turns back to his work, and passengers of the Red Fish will find him twisting bolts a little more aggressively than usual.]
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[personal profile] girlverine
Who: Red Fish crew and visitors!
Broadcast: Possibly in the comments?
Action: On the Red Fish!
When: From late April/Early May!

[Is it still a mingle if everyone on the ship is violent? Wouldn't that be a riot?]
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[personal profile] dancingmd
Who: Beverly Crusher, Ezri Dax, James Kirk, Leonard McCoy, and Pavel Chekov - and you, should you like to stop by!
Broadcast: video
Action: Málum
When: April 5

[So Beverly may or may not have taken a few tequila shots. And she may or may not be quite drunk and affectionately effusive about... everything. Thus she has something Very Important to tell the Fleet, which she does from inside Málum with some of her Starfleet companions around. Thankfully, one of them is holding the camera or this feed would be a lot more intolerably shaky.

It's also one of the rare times you'll find her in her Starfleet Uniform.]

Today! [Beverly claps her hands together.] Today is an important holiday back home - First Contact Day! It marks the time when humans finally launched the first spaceship powered by warp drive and that was also the same day we met the Vulcans. [She frowns, her thoughts coming more slowly than is usual.] I don't think we've had any Vulcans here in the fleet, unless it was a long time ago before I came. Which is really weird when you stop to think about it, that there's been Humans and Cardassians and Trill but no Vulcans. Or anybody else really. Vulcans kind of look like elves so I've often wondered if maybe they are but just so many universes removed that it's not quite the same.

[Clearly someone is giving her A Look from behind the camera and she points an admonishing finger at them.]

I'm getting there! [She straightens up and pats her hair, getting back into "lecture" mode.] What probably many of you don't know, is that I saw all of this, first hand, the last time I went home. You see there were the Borg - only we're not going to go into them because this is supposed to be a celebration - and they were trying to go back in time to ruin the warp ship so the Vulcans wouldn't come down to see us so of course we had to go stop them even though we're not supposed to time travel - and for good reason too, it's a pain in the ass. One time Mark Twain followed us onto the Enterprise and it was this whole thing though I guess it worked out all right in the end because then he wrote A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court so that's good. And he really was very nice and understanding of why he couldn't tell anyone what he saw.

[Another pause as she tries to figure out why she started talking about Mark Twain. Ah! Right!]

So anyway we had to go back in time to stop the Borg and so we met Zefram Cochrane who invented the warp drive and he was completely not like any of us expected and you know, sometimes they say you shouldn't meet your heroes? We'd all been taught about what a great genius he was, and that's true, but I guess they didn't really want to mention in the history books that he really liked to party and building the ship wasn't some noble, selfless endeavor to advance science - it was a difficult time in human history, and he needed the money. But that's the beautiful thing isn't it? People are complicated and may not always be what you expect but they still can do great things. And that's really what First Contact Day is about, celebrating the amazing things we've already done and the things we'll do in the future too. Together.

[This nerd, y'all. You should come party with her.]
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[personal profile] musicalhost
Who: Ezri and you?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Caprine
When: 4/2

[Up until now, Ezri had managed her spacesickness very well. And by manage it, she would mean that she's absolutely ignored it as much as she could and mentioning it to no one. No one from DS9 was there to call her on her lie by omission. And Beverly isn't from the same year so she has that at her advantage.

Except, nothing lasts forever. She looks a little green when she speaks up.]

So, is this what life here is? Stopping somewhere for most of a month, welcoming new kidnap victims, and then drifting somewhere else? It seems like... like.... [She swallows hard.]

Excuseme! [And gone.]
maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (daemon)
[personal profile] maledictus_semper
Who: Ardyn Izunia and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Red Fish and Fleet Wide
When: Now

SS Red Fish:

Hello there, friends! Ardyn Izunia here to honour you all with his presence. How is everyone adapting to their new ships and prisons, hm? The food is quite distasteful I have found. A pity our charming hosts couldn't have used their imagination a little more to whip up something more....delectable.

[Please feel free to ignore this guy's rambling over the network. He loves to talk. As for those already on the SS RED'll know this guy by now.]

Now, down to more serious matters. I address you fine people on this network to ask some rather important questions.

[He adjusted his fedora and composed himself slightly.]

During my last scuffle with another crew member I realised that my powers were limited somewhat. In fact, I could not use them to my full potential at all. Also, I bled for the first time in years. This is not supposed to happen. At all.

Tell me, does anyone else have magical powers and if so, have yours been handicapped in anyway now that you're here aboard these ships? I am certain that or hosts are capping our powers so that we do not destroy each other or their fleet. If someone will enlighten me on this I will be very grateful. I may even reward you.

[Don't take too much notice of that. This guy is a liar and a good one at that.]

Another question and this is to our captors, our alien friends, or captains or whomever they might be.

What technology is being used to power these ships and how are new ships just created to quickly to accommodate new crew members? I find it astounding that such feats of engineering can be accomplished in such a short length of time. It's almost impossible.

I, myself, use a technology back home known as Magitek. Some of you out there might know what I am referring to.

[As in Luna, Noct and Ignis. You hate his Magitek soldiers, don't you?]


[Those who might be wandering around on the SS RED FISH might find themselves in the kitchen area, where Ardyn is currently tasting all the different gels. His faces are dictating which he likes more and which he downright hates. Feel free to come and pester him at your will.]

Disgusting. I wouldn't feed this one to my dog. If I had one.

[Umbra. How could he forget?]

Engine Room:

[Now, this is a room that the Chancellor is interested in a lot. The engines. The power of the ship. The heart of the beast. Ardyn slid his hand along one of the humming walls and smiled. He could almost taste it's power. He was curious as to what drove the engines.]

Such technology. Who designed you, hm? I wonder how you'd fare up against my Magitek engines back home.

[Picking up a tool from the ground, he rolled it over in his hand a few times just thinking. If you happen upon him in the engine room he'd be in deep thought.]

Med/Science Lab:

Well now, what do we have here?

[Ardyn was enjoying his self-guided tour aboard the SS RED FISH and was now in the medical bay it seemed. This is where all the science and first aid happened. He sat on one of the beds and placed his arms behind his head, relaxing somewhat. If anyone walked in right now they'd find him sprawled out on one of the med beds like a king. How fitting...]
morphitudinous: (looking up)
[personal profile] morphitudinous
Who: Billy Cranston
Broadcast: Network, video
Action: Aboard the Marsiva
When: Mid-day, about now

[Upon waking, Billy immediately reached for the bedside table as a matter of habit. There he encountered his glasses, his wrist communicator, and an unfamiliar computer-like device. Once the glasses were in place, it became apparent that his surroundings were unfamiliar. Worse, the most important of his personal effects, the silver buckle that granted him protection, was conspicuously absent. And wort of all, his personal communicator found no signal. His captors weren't precisely imitating Lord Zedd's style (he'd expect more fog and evil laughter, and possibly bruises), but the need for caution was abundantly clear.

Once he'd thoroughly rumpled the bedside area in a panic, calmed himself with a breathing exercise, and mostly brought himself up to speed on the strange computer sitting beside him, he activated it, putting considerable effort into sounding less frightened than he was.]

If I've been given this device, I have to assume there are many more...esteemed guests of our hosts. How are you enjoying your stay?

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