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[personal profile] musicalhost
Who: Ezri
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Caprine
When: After reaching the Eyuzi system

Hey everyone, Dax here.

With those dreams some of us has, I thought maybe it'd be a good idea to try distracting ourselves with something a little more pleasant. Not forget them, they might be important, but I checkout out the planet briefly before coming back to the Caprine.

Some of the Lyukites offer 'star tours' where the stars actually determine the tours path. It's a shame we won't get to see how much the tour changes, unless Atroma brings us back later, but it'd be a shame to miss.
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[personal profile] tempredmental
Who: Keith, Huntress crew, Shiro, open text message
Broadcast: Text
Action: Huntress
When: The night of and morning after the visions/nightmares

Who Am I to Disagree? )
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[personal profile] pain_train
Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Text to the fleet
Action: On the Heron
When: now!


[Wrath's sleep hours aren't the most regular, though she has a definite routine that she keeps to. This is a break in that routine. Weird hour, still in her fluffy pink pajamas, she's sitting in the dining area with a cup of some godawful, bright pink concoction steaming in her hand. She also looks exhausted.

Not drinking it. Alternating between staring in the middle distance and sketching something on a small tablet.

Officer Snuggles is at her feet, and as much as a fox can look worried, he does.]


hey everyone so

what does it mean when you can remember a dream i never remember my dreams but i kind of had one i did

are dreams always weird and bad

and waking up feeling like you've been screaming is normal right cause that happens a lot but i never remembered why til now

do you dream about places you've never been or seen or stuff like that how does it work

thank you for your answers


Aug. 21st, 2017 08:50 pm
castintoflames: (✧ call me when you need me)
[personal profile] castintoflames
Who: Maedhros
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Not right off the bat, but that can change in the threads.
When: Early Evening.

(Trimming hair is easier said than done, but the tall Elf has done an...admirable...job? Shhh don't tell him it's uneven in parts. He sets down a pair of scissors and cocks his head, peering at himself in a mirror.)

I must have been...angled...incorrectly. (His left hand doesn't quite smack his face, but it does try to cover it as his ears go red.)

It was getting too long, you see. I became tangled in it every morn and the brushing of it was a painful business.

(Clearly annoyed, he grabs a brush, sets about smoothing it and puts it all in a ponytail. Some of the strands are rebellious, however, and fall out of the ribbon to frame his face. The tickling sensation annoys him more and he tries to tuck them, instead, behind his ears. His mangled ear doesn't make a proper perch for the copper strands and some of them fall right back where they started.)

Aica umbar!
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[personal profile] wingenvy
Who: Zack Fair / OTA
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: the Caprine
When: Now!

( action; caprine )
[...Alright, so that was. Weird. He was totally just on the Marsiva, but now he's on another ship, apparently! With confetti, and... pudding, which gets set aside for now, because he's sure as hell not trusting random food thrown at him willynilly.

He's more interested in the new ship itself, so he'll be exploring the place, poking his head into whatever room he comes across unless it's locked. Apologies in advance?]

( video; fleetwide )

[Have a Zack! Pulling bits of confetti out of his hair. He looks about as confused as any newcomer, though perhaps not as disturbed. He has officially Seen Some Shit, as one might guess by the semi-glowing blue eyes.]

Testing, testing... okay, we'll pretend this works. It's kinda different from standard issue ShinRa PHS, but it doesn't look that complicated...

Anyway- hey there, fellow space people. Name's Zack. Am I crazy, or are the voices in my head legit when they say I'm on TV? 'Cause, uh. I'd kind of prefer that, at this point. Not really a fan of the random voices concept.

...Aerith? Where'd you end up?

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[Metal and pipes echo hollowly through the empty ship. The Paisley, after more than a year of service, floats along without anyone to poke at her innards or bang pots in her kitchen or destroy the blender. A terrible fate indeed. The ship wanders on its own, slowly but surely moving to pass by the Marsiva to circle around the rest of the nearby solar bodies.

Those who happen to be at their communicator consoles will notice a sudden sharp uptick in energy, some kind of invisible wave that sets out from the Marsiva itself. The type of energy is impossible to define; the instruments scramble for a minute or two. It's not unlike the effect a massive solar storm has on electronic devices. Personal communicators may also be affected by this.

But windows still work, and all the other ships have a clear view of what happens next.

As the Paisley wanders within range, the Marsiva in all its awkward rounded glory splits vertically. It's less like a mouth or a hinged jaw and more like a void. There are the tiniest hints of stars if you look closely, but stare too long and you'll be overcome with a sudden and completely irrational fear of the darkness and/or falling. It opens wide, its size dwarfing the small ship like Earth meeting a gaseous giant, and then--

-- the Paisley is gone.

The Marsiva resumes its normal shape. A deep vibration knocks the consoles back online, like the belch of a universe.]
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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] sonof_mogh
Who: Worf and you.
Broadcast: Open.
Action: Marsiva kitchen.
When: Now. 4th of July.

[The feed cuts in showing a rather irritated Klingon tasting some of the "space gel" that the crew are forced to eat as a substitute to real food. He's in the kitchen, having had no choice but to tear himself away from all the memories and strange rooms aboard the ship. Worf isn't good dealing with odd situations like staring into someone's past or trying to get his head around things like that.]

How can anyone call this food? It is tasteless and lacks everything real food has! This is nothing compared to Gagh.

[That's Klingon food. Worms that are alive and move a lot.]

This show has gone on long enough. I demand to know what is happening and why there are these strange memories of people being shown in rooms. If you were a man I would kill you where you stand!

[He's targeting his anger at the network, hoping to get his rage across to the Atroma; his captors. Maybe Worf is just annoyed at the food selection and lack of prune juice. It seems he wants to pick a fight with something or someone.]
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  • (last updated: 6/18/17)
    musicalhost: (neutral)
    [personal profile] musicalhost
    Who: Ezri Dax and you!
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: Caprine
    When: 6/5

    [Awhile back, she'd toyed with the idea of building a replicator in the hopes of making clothes and more palatable food available to the fleet. And it had taken since about then for Ezri to find all the parts she would need. It might not be incredibly efficient at first but she could improve it gradually once she finished.

    Off and on over a couple weeks, she worked at it in the cargo bay and, today, she turns on her communicator with a smile.]

    I've been working on a little project lately and I should finish today, I thought I'd share my progress.

    [She sets it down, tilted towards the device she's working on and gets back to work. About ten minutes later there's a loud BANG and the immediate area starts filling with smoke. She's quick to smother the cause and then mutters a curse.]

    I've been a scientist and and engineer- that should have worked.


    May. 31st, 2017 06:55 pm
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    [personal profile] halfbloodhatchling
    Who: Kai and Open
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: The Caprine
    When: Now

    I’m sure everyone already saw Kirk’s post and knows that Leonard McCoy is gone. That means the Caprine currently doesn’t have a Captain, and as her first officer…I want to ask if anyone else is willing to step in as Captain. I am decidedly not up to the job.

    [ He doesn’t care how little actual work being Captain seems to be. He doesn’t want it. ]

    I do think first preference should go to anyone on the Caprine who wants it, but after that, anything goes.

    [ A pause, like maybe that’s all he has to say, before Kai adds one more thing, voice softer. ]

    Also, if anyone wants to come over, drink, and share McCoy stories, please join me this evening, on the Caprine.

    [ They still have sufficient alcohol, and it seems as fitting an action as anything else Kai can think of. ]
    universal_charm: (Crying / Scared)
    [personal profile] universal_charm
    Who: Jim Kirk + You
    Broadcast: Yes; everyone
    Action: The Tourist
    When: Now


    [ When Kirk's face appears on the screen, there is a weariness to him. Had his eyes been red rimmed one might have thought he had been crying. Maybe he had and he just hid it well. His shoulders slumped ever so slightly, and there was no joy in his eyes, or a smile hiding in the corner of his lips. In fact, for a few solid heartbeats he says nothing, just looks into the camera as if waiting for someone to stop him from what he is about to say. ]

    For all those that knew him, Leonard McCoy has been returned home.

    He will be sorely missed.

    [ Kirk looks like he wants to say more. Knows he should say more. Captains needed to say more and be strong for everyone else, that was what they did, but he couldn't. Not this time. It was to much this time.

    So he just takes a breath and reaches up, shutting off the feet. ]


    [ His message sent out, after exhausting all possible reason for him to be elsewhere and unreachable, Kirk slumped in the chair he sat in, resting his forehead against his clasped hands. For a long moment his room is quiet, almost deathly so - ]

    DAMN IT!

    [ The shout, followed by the sharp crash of glass shattering against a wall, the wet slop of liquid hitting the floor. Then silence. ]
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    [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!
    thespaceopera: (drifting)
    [personal profile] thespaceopera
    Who: Anyone attending the Ball!
    Broadcast: If you’d like.
    Action: Orfwyn Dreadhorse’s personal asteroid
    When: May 12th - 13th …. 14th if you really like to party.

    Welcome to the biggest party of the season! Grab a date, dress up to the nines, and get ready to party the night away! In other words, it’s a mingle! Feel free to make a top level with any prompts or styles you prefer.

    Get the Details! )
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    [personal profile] bryces_pup
    Who: Riona and you!
    Broadcast: Yep
    Action: On the Blue Fish, if you want
    When: Backdated to earlier this week because I forgot to post this earlier like an idiot

    [Riona's back on the network, though thankfully she's considerably less annoyed this time around.]

    Some of you may recall that Beverly Crusher and I mentioning running a black box theater on the Iskaulit, where others could put on performances and whatnot? Well, someone made the mistake of letting her and I loose in a shop that sold play scripts and the like, and we found one we thought would be delightful to put on.

    It's called Captain Bree and Her Lady Pirates and it seems to be a musical comedy about some, well, pirate shenanigans. It sounds a bit ridiculous and quite fun. It's not a big production and it doesn't seem to be intensive in terms of set building and the like. But we wanted to gauge interest before we move forward with it. We'll need actors, of course - preferably if you can sing well enough - along with costume makers and set builders. If anyone wants to see the script, I managed to get a copy on this device so I can send it to you.

    [She's rather proud of herself for figuring that one out.]

    If enough want to do it, we can look into auditions and the like. Any empty roles we may just fill with people on this asteroid belt who might be interested. Please let either myself or Beverly know as soon as possible if you'd be interested.

    This should be immensely entertaining, if nothing else.
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    [personal profile] thespaceopera
    Who: Everyone!
    Broadcast: Possibly!
    Action: April System
    When: Month of April!

    [Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

    In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

    > System Info ]


    Apr. 14th, 2017 05:46 am
    castintoflames: (✧ it leaves me cold)
    [personal profile] castintoflames
    Who: Maedhros
    Broadcast: Fleetwide~
    Action: On the S.S. Huntress.
    When: Friday morning.

    The best secrets are never told; they are buried down deep and killed before they reach the lips.

    (His family has many such secrets and he has added a vault or two of his own to them. He also knows the power of denial. A secret can't hurt if you believe it isn't real.)

    I am experienced with secrets and lies. There are not any that could hurt me now. However...

    Those rumors relating to my family shall do them no harm. If they were heard, you will forget them.

    (There is a steely glint to his eyes now; threatening, mad.)

    003; video

    Apr. 8th, 2017 09:52 pm
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    [personal profile] beathach
    Who: Charles and Hank + You Losers
    Broadcast: Video
    Action: SS Blameless
    When: Right Now

    [two old nerds appear on screen, unboxing a large colouring create with "Congratulations On Your One Year Anniversary!" written on the side in big, bold letters. Inside appears to be plushies of DNA, antibodies, and other related paraphernalia.

    Of course, while doing this they're sharing the popular "rumors" about them out loud, for their own amusement. Or bemusement, either or]

    Let’s see . . . 'Aliens stole Charles' hair.' I can’t say that’s wrong.

    In a manner of speaking, sure.

    What else . . . 'Hank is a beast in bed'. Hank, you sly devil.

    No comment.

    Hmm. 'Hank and Charles are the perfect couple'. I think our students got a hold of this one.

    Huh. I just read one lamenting our divorce.

    Hold on, what’s this?

    [ Charles pulls out a business card ]

    Well now . . . I guess I’ll be keeping this.

    [Hank's response is to burst into laughter. What a helper]
    musicalhost: (didn't need to hear that)
    [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.]

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