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[personal profile] sylphid
Who: Fie Claussell & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On Planet and/or Iskaulit
When: September 17th, early afternoon

[Since the news of impending doom's spread, Fleeters are doing their best (or okayest) to get citizens off the planet, and Fie's doing some work of her own. A random planet dweller here or there is fine, but her focus is mostly elsewhere. Since she's limited in her abilities right now--thanks lack of ARCUS quartz-- she sticks to what she can deal with well: plants.

Anyone on the planet or aboard the Iskaulit for a period of extended time, might notice Fie popping in and out with different bundles of supplies each time. Eventually, on the planet, she stops to sit somewhere (hopefully) out of the way to address her concerns.]

I've gathered as many plant samples and seeds as I can find for now, and I've temorarily set them up on the garden on the Iskaulit. From what I saw of the farming here, we could likely set it up on a few of the bigger ships, but the machine parts are sizable-- too big for several normal humans to carry comfortably. Maybe disassembling it would be easier...

Is anyone free to help with that? Or are people already focused on it? If there's something organized already, I want to help.
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[personal profile] throwsdown
Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Goldstone, if you want to find him! He's in the captain's quarters.
When: Now-ish!

[Takeshi is a bit more serious today; he thinks it's probably due, considering the state of uncertainty looming in the air. But he was morale officer on the Tranquility, and he's a captain now, even if he's not the best captain. He has to try and keep everyone on the same page. But... memories of his life before have tredged up some things, and he has to get them off his chest.]

Um... We've been talking a lot about the fleet and all the things happening or might be happening, and it's really important to... focus on that; we gotta make sure we're ready for anything that comes at us! Because if you're not ready, sometimes things get real hairy. Real dangerous. That's why I wanted to tell you about -- about the other ship I was on. It was called the Tranquility, and it was big; as big as the Marsiva, or maybe even bigger. We got brought there in special pods that had blue goo in them, and we had to get in them every month for a special jump.

A little while before I came here, the ship crashed and was stuck on a planet, and it wasn't a great planet. And I was sad, because I wanted to try and get everyone somewhere safer. Sometimes I hope we run into that planet, so if the people are still there... we can rescue them. Umm.

[Hoi Hoi the panda sits nearby, and he rubs the creature's ears in contemplation. His downcast stare reflects someone who is a bit older in experience than eight or nine; this is someone who has dealt with all manner of things, be it death or monsters or the natural elements. As hard as it is to look back on the rougher edges, it also reminds him of the smooth ones.]

... I haven't talked about it a lot. I guess part of me really, really misses it. The people there, I mean. The ship was... mean a lot, and bad things happened a lot, but I had people there I cared about a lot. We were all a big team, and we took care of each other. That's why I like the fleet so much... We all take care of each other, too.

[A breath, held, and then released.]

... My parents were on the Tranquility, before it crash landed on the planet. My mom's name was Heather Mason, and my father was called Netherlands... and they disappeared before the planetfall... back to their homes. I loved them so much that I didn't want to love anymore people after them. I tried for a while not to think about them, either, but I realized it hurt more to try not thinking about them. And it hurt to try not to be close to people again. But they did... a lot for me, and I miss 'em every day.

And I had friends there, too. And people I saw every day, even if I didn't talk to them much; we all expected to see each other. I have that here now, too. Good friends and people I see every day. And I'm always afraid that our ships are gonna get into trouble, are gonna crash, too. That's why I'm asking everyone to be careful and, um, watch each other's backs.

[He gives pause.]

There's more people here like me, though, huh? People who're from other places.

Places that weren't home. What were those places like? I always wondered. And I always wanted to ask people about them, or if they remember people like me. There's lots of people here that I knew from the Tranquility; I never said anything, because I didn't want to make people nervous 'bout being there and not remembering it. Sometimes it's scary when you can't remember, or when it sounds like there's more than one of you.

But if you want... If you wanna know if I knew you from then, just ask, and I'll be honest.

Or -- if you wanna know if I knew someone you care about... I can tell you the people who were there, if it's something you'd wanna know. And if you never ever wanna know because it's hard to think about, I'll -

[He makes a zipping motion at his mouth.]

I wanna be open 'bout stuff, because I'm a captain, and that's what I need to be:

Honest with my team.

So... um, thanks...!

I love you guys, too.
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[personal profile] fantachetic
Who: Dorian Pavus & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Lyuku & Marsiva
When: 9/13

[ Waking up in an unfamiliar place surrounded by unfamiliar things is certainly high on the list of disturbing things Dorian has experienced, on par with seeing a future that should never exist. It takes little time to figure this communicator business out, and somehow, he knows how to operate it despite never having seen it. Mark number two for 'this place is disturbing'. After a while, he opens the communicator and turns on the video feed. That is a very well-manicured mustache.. ]

From what I understand, and feel free to correct if I'm mistaken, but we've been spirited away by a seemingly-benevolent entity. Furthering that, we are given information that, by all accounts, should be impossible, yet here we are!

[ This entire tirade is complimented by a wide flourish, gesturing to his surroundings. ]

What, you thought that was simply the beginning? Turns out, we visit entirely different places, and this one happens to have something happening to it. A might convenient, I daresay. Oh, but let's not forget, we're entertainment! Steal the spotlight, win the show and get to leave. Sounds simple enough, but has this actually happened to anyone you are aware of?

[ The streets are colorful, if not a bit crowded, but not unpleasant. It's difficult to not want to spend hours winding through the stalls of the bazaar. He has a few credits to spend, but Dorian doesn't feel the immediate need to part with them in case there is something that strikes his fancy at the end. However, that won't stop him from browsing and trying to get a better deal. Maybe he stops to feed a strawberry to one of those dragonesque lizards. Definitely not picking it up, though. It can stay right where it is. He could also be found perusing the more mystical wares- tables of crystals and bottled herbs that he's absolutely unfamiliar with but intrigued by. ]

Fortune Telling;;
The beck and call of a few extra credits doesn't elude him, though really he doesn't see how he has the 'look' of a fortune teller- and he would have had half a mind to be offended had she meant anything by it. The orange-skinned woman had wanted a bit of shut eye, so Dorian finds himself sitting under a canopy surrounded by lots of musty tapestry and gleaming strands of beads. The crystal ball and stack of cards could be laughable. If he weren't superb at being incredibly charming. ]

I have a good sense about your future, care for a reading?

[ Hit Dorian up with something else! On the Marsiva, seeing the sights? Sure! ]

[ooc note: those who wish to make TDM threads canon and want to continue, feel free!]
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[personal profile] mrfancyhat
Who: Roses & Friends
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Twin Roses
When: August and... since it's late enough in the month, maybe September?

[We got an additional member and maybe some visitors!]
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[personal profile] goldenglasses
Who: Vash the birthday boy
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Twin Roses
When: August 18th

[The crew of the Twin Roses may wonder why one of their captains has been sitting in the cargo area for the last day with a fire extinguisher nearby.

Unless they heard about what happened on the Three Twins last year. Then they might understand why.

Vash waited. Just in case. Ready.

His wait paid off! As suddenly there is a sponsor drop of 135 donut shaped balloons that all read in big, bright, and colourful letters HAPPY 135TH BIRTHDAY!

They gently float and bob happily around as they attempt to escape onto the rest of the ship.]

Oh NO you don't! [This is of course when Vash communicator decides to turn itself on. Silly malfunctioning thing! It shows nothing but a sea of balloons and the occasional POP! as Vash uses the knife hidden in his boot to pop them all one by one.

Hopefully no one opens the cargo bay door to unleash the sea into the rest of the ship!

Also in the crate is a "gift" 135 small packages of colourful sand art kits. Because what man who spent over 130 years on a desert would want more then brightly coloured sand?]

Anyone want some free dirt? [Will be the offer he makes after the balloons were all destroyed and the evidence tossed.]
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[personal profile] mrfancyhat
Who: Chuuya Nakahara
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Twin Roses
When: August 6

[Here is a little redhead, glass of wine in hand, who appears to be right-side up, yet in the background everything appears to be… upside down? The kitchen is upside down, apparently.]

Question for all of you. It’s been brought to my attention numerous times that some of you don’t come from a world where people have fancy kinds of powers.

For those of you who do, what kind of powers have you experienced? How do yours work? I’ve heard some say theirs are elemental based, while others are based on magic.

For those of you who don’t, have you ever wondered what having special powers is like? There has to be something more interesting than, say, if you were invisible, you'd spy on someone.

[And then he cuts the feed.]
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[personal profile] valyrianstorm
Who: Daenerys Targaryen & Open
Broadcast: Yes.
Action: On the Wonderduck.
When: Evening.

[Sitting in one of the pilot seats, violet eyes bright as she maneuvers the controls with deft, small hands, Daenerys seems to be totally in her element. Flying awakens a whole new side to her - one hungry for adventure and freedom. How could she possibly be freer than when she is amongst the stars?]

I have been wondering...

Where does one go for strong drinks and pleasurable company? You cannot convince me all aboard the Fleet abstain from alcohol and sex.

[She leans back, then, tilting her head impishly.]

If that is a term we must fulfill, I can think of others I would rather take my place.


Jul. 11th, 2017 07:05 pm
sylphid: <user name="aaveplsgo"> (more snacking)
[personal profile] sylphid
Who: Fie Claussell & Anyone
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide
Action: On the Wonderduck
When: July 11, early afternoon

[The camera's turned on and moved around until it's facing Fie, though the the top of her head is cut off by the cropping. Sure, why not. She's currently in the lounge of the Wonderduck, sitting snugly in one the armchairs with a small plate of fudge in her lap.]

Sounds like my coma thing was well timed. People seeing into my life like that without being invited? No thanks. [Fie stops to take a bite, licking some off her fingers at the same time.]

Still, I hope some of you were able to make friends and deepen bonds. [She swallows.] I mean, if that's your thing.

[Now, sitting back, the rest of her head comes into view. Like the ball a few weeks back, she's wearing a familiar hat in sharp contrast to her normal ensemble.]

But I want to know, what were some things you got from your world? Useless or not. I'll be here all afternoon.

[Meaning over the network... or on the ship. Come visit her.]
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[personal profile] passingthrough
Who: Crew & Visitors of the Twin Roses
Broadcast: Unlikely
Action: Twin Roses
When: July

[Come enjoy our lounge and our people!]
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[personal profile] unbridles
Who: John Laurens
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Somewhere on the Marsiva
When: Today!

Yo, I gotta question for y'all that I've been thinkin' about. [He started off sounding sure of himself, but falls silent for a moment. How does he even bring this up? It's not as though it was talked about, ever, at home; definitely not in polite or public company. He's a little quieter when he speaks again:]

So I saw that --uh, clock guy was talkin' about-- [God, it's a good thing this is voice, he really wouldn't like the entirety of the fleet to see him blushing like a young lady with a crush.] --Um, gentlemen that are more inclined t' court other gentlemen. An' I saw it, too, during those memories.

I'm just wonderin': that's accepted, here? Is it accepted for the rest of y'all, too? 'Cause I sure as hell didn't see anyone posing any objections to it. Which is amazing, really, 'cause back home we couldn't do nothin' like that at all, and I was just ...curious, I guess.

[[OOC: Warning for uh. 18th century views on gay people? Since John's, you know, from 1782, but I figured I'd toss a warning out just to be safe.]
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[personal profile] timelysteward
[Does this look like a harassed clock with a human face? Does it? Good, because it's Cogsworth, sitting in front of a window on the Marvisa and he looks like he just swallowed about a half a dozen lemons. In his tiny brass hands he is holding a piece of paper, and he keeps fiddling with it, shifting it between his two hands.

He puts one brass hand up to his mouth, clears his throat, and then fumbles with the paper for a moment. Could he be ... nervous? It's possible.

Lips pressed together, the time hands on his face twitching, he states flatly.]

Hello. My name is Cogsworth and I am a ... [now he has to look at the word.] Ho-mo-sexual. I realize that I am a ... clock, but I assure you that I am not a ho-mo-sex-ual clock, but a ho-mo-sex-ual man. I have been ... told. Rigorously.

[Here he is glowering.]

That I need to ... 'embrace' this. So. If there are any ... individual males who would not mind ... being complimented by a ... human clock, then, ah. Please! Come forward.

[Okay he'll try a smile but it's more of a sheepish grimace at this point. God help him.]
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[personal profile] namisan
Who: Nami
Broadcast: Yup
Action: Kitchens of the Marsiva
When: July 3

[Look at the date.  And they're still on this piece of shit ship.  Kind of takes all the desire to celebrate anything right out of her sails.

...god knows how old she is now anyway.]

If you have any decent booze stashed away in your room, wanna help a girl out?  The Atroma's stocks are running low, and it sucks to begin with.

[Yeah, guess what she's doing in the kitchen.  Don't worry, if you come looking for said limited Atroma stocks, she'll still share.]
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    [personal profile] edwinjarvis
    Who: Jarvis and you
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: N/A (unless you have an idea for something!!)
    When: Now-ish. Before everything goes horribly later for us all.

    Oh, I've finally figured this whole texting thing out; quite an incredible thing, electronic writing! ヽ(´▽`)/

    I do miss the smell of fresh paper and the way ink settles on paper as you write, but I cannot deny this is positively enjoyable.

    Look at what a young gentleman from the last waystation had shown me. They are all the craze in Japan, I've been told! o(^▽^)o

    The idea is using symbols to create faces. (♥o♥)

    A means of conveying emotion without relying solely on punctuation or italics or what have you. 

    I feel so very old already, and I'm not even 40!! ⊙﹏⊙ I suppose I'll be very old myself when these things finally start to evolve.

    ヾ(・ω・*)ノ Please tell me, from those in later years, what sort of changes to writing has happened since the 1940's? The progress is so very impressive.

    If you will excuse me! I must complete my ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ daily gym visit, but I will reply ASAP.

    As soon as possible, that is. :))))


    (╭ರᴥ•́) I believe this one is a dog in a monocle.
    brothersboots: (08b)
    [personal profile] brothersboots
    Who: Anonymous and You
    Broadcast: Network wide text
    Action: The Blameless, if you can see her
    When: Today only

    So, I've been here a while [a month] and I can't but notice that there's a lot of downtime, even when we're attached to a planet, or a bunch of rocks like last time.

    What in the world is so interesting? There's only so much "bonding" anyone can take. Is it really that entertaining to those losers who supposedly watch this reality play thing?

    [If anyone recognizes her attitude or her speakin/typing style, feel free to find her on The Blameless.]
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    [personal profile] maledictus_semper
    Who: Ardyn Izunia and YOU
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: SS Red Fish [catch all]
    When: Now

    SS Red Fish:


    [Ardyn hadn't planned on having the feed being knocked on so others could see it but it seemed he wasn't in a very good mood right now. He was looking into the bathroom mirror staring at his face. His amber eyes reflecting back at him.]

    Can I die here? Will you take my life away from me?

    [He wasn't talking to himself, not really. He was talking to the Atroma.]

    Once immortal due to a curse now you imprison me, causing me to become like a weak-minded fool. How can I end this suffering you bring to me?

    [Ardyn gripped the wash basin within his fingers, tightening the grip, before looking up and smashing his fist into the mirror. Glass shot everywhere, whilst the Chancellor felt a slight pain in his knuckles where he struck the glass. There was blood too. He growled out in annoyance more than pain, as he then slammed a fire ball where the mirror used to be, causing it to singe the wall. He is angry. Fucked off.]


    [If anyone aboard the Red Fish will notice, Ardyn is at his station at Communications just going about his job. He is quite good at it too. A man with a powerful voice, he now wants to address the fleet with a question or two. He swivelled around from his station and addressed the network.]

    Has anyone ever died here and been brought back by the Atroma? I am just wondering how death is treated within this cold vacuum of space. Are our deaths just part of this show to gain viewing figures? Do we actually draw our last breath then get pulled back to the living or do we actually die and get sent back to where we came from?

    Can someone enlighten me perhaps?

    [He boosted the signal, so hopefully it would reach most within all ships.]


    [If anyone wanders into the kitchen they will find Ardyn making some tea; green tea in fact. He's gotten used to the space gel now and while he didn't like it, had gotten used to the fact he had to like it. There was nothing else. The Chancellor poured himself out a cup of the green, steaming liquid and sighed as he drank.]

    Not bad. A pity we still don't have a chef but perhaps we will in due time. Now, all we need in this kitchen is some champagne and some red wine. Where is all the elegance?

    [He adjusted his hat onto his head, whilst glancing into a cupboard or two to see if there were some red wine or champagne hidden away. Would the Atroma be so kind? Nope. It didn't seem so.]


    [If anyone wanders into the bunk area of the Red Fish they will find Ardyn asleep. Very much asleep and......snoring. That's right. This guy is snoring like a train and he has no idea that his hand has just smacked the network feed on.

    He's snoring over the network to any of you who can hear him. Oh dear. One exhausted Chancellor snoring. Good luck with that.]
    timelysteward: (Default)
    [personal profile] timelysteward
    [The first angle you see of the phone screen is, strangely enough, looking up at one of the ceilings of the Marivisa. Out of the corner of the screen, you can the edge of a shelf, or perhaps a desk. Slowly peering over the edge, you can see a small, Baroque style clock.

    Which has eyes. And a mouth. And it's two hands twitch on the side of his small mechanical face like whiskers. You cannot believe you can make this out, but yes, it does in fact look like the clock is scowling downwards.

    Then sighing. Rather dramatically, at that. Then the clock disappears. There is the sound of wood scuffling across metal, then a 'Careful Cogsworth, careful waaaugh!', and the sound of a crash as something wooden slips off of something plastic and then down to something hard. Like the metal floor.

    After a moment, the phone is tilted back up into the clock's face, and it growls at all of you in an impossibly posh British accent.]

    I don't know where I am. I don't know where this is. I don't know what is happening. But whatever It is? It is somehow Lumiere's fault!
    pork_bowl: (Grin)
    [personal profile] pork_bowl
    Who: Yuri and YOU!
    Action: On the Twin Roses
    When:After the shuffle

    [When the video comes on this time, Yuri has a different background behind him and he looks calmer. He's more energetic and his voice sounds more confident as he begins.]

    Hello again, everyone. Thanks to everybody who reached out to me when I first got here. I'm on the Twin Roses now so if you want to find me, here I am! In the meantime, I guess we should all figure out something to do here. This ship is pretty nice and all but I wonder if there's a place someone can skate? Victor didn't mention any place he found yet so maybe someone else knows a place to ice skate. Or dance. That would work too!

    What do you do around here, guys? What's the best thing?
    pork_bowl: (Mortified)
    [personal profile] pork_bowl
    Who: Yuri
    Broadcast: Network- unfiltered.
    Action: The Marsiva
    When: Now.

    [A video begins and it's a regular guy, a bit nervous. He swallows before speaking.]

    So, hey everyone. My name is Yuri Katsuki. Ah... I was never very good at this sort of thing. Instagram and all that. Anyway, I'm new here. I was wondering... does anyone know what this place is about? Why am I here? Why is anyone here and what is this thing in my neck abou.... oh.

    [He reaches back to touch the back of his neck and his eyes widen with fear. It seemd to overtake him for a moment as he looks on horrified.] Oh god.... no no can't touch it. Don't want to touch that ever again... geez. That was scary.

    [He takes a breath.] Okay but ah... wow I just said all that online didn't I? A-anyway. I'm Yuri and I was wondering if anyone could tell me about this place? I am from Japan and I suddenly arrived here. Everything is automated and there's space outside the window... what happened to Victor? I just saw him and Yurio, are they here? Is this some sort of game? A reality show? I know I have fans but come on, I just won the silver, I was getting my career back on track. This is over the top yeah?

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