hollystrike: (time to be a ghost)
[personal profile] hollystrike
Who: Katie McCoy and anyone
Broadcast: Yas
Action: Vanquish
When: 23/8


[Vanquish crew might get a heads up that Katie's woken up by the short, one-sided conversation she appears to be having with a demanding and loud cat, muffled through the walls of the personnel room where she sleeps. Not that there's a lot of talking-- a lot of silence on her part, actually, punctuated first with the sharp words "How long?" And then a little later--"Oh, I see. Taking advantage of people again, are you? Tsk."

She lets herself out of the room eventually, still blinking drowsily and her hair tugged back into some semblance of a braid, Licorice a small black shadow winding around her ankles that seems very intent on tripping her up. Which-- don't give her that, you little shit.]

Doesn't work on me. If so many people are feeding you, I bet you've had scads of affection. Don't be such a brat.

[Doesn't stop her from padding barefoot into the kitchen anyway to fetch both of them some food. Morning, crew, wherever you are.]

[Text is my favourite medium]

It seems I slept through show and tell
But I only got some wonderful movies to add to our collection

[...they're like D-grade. One of them's called Attack of the Killer Refrigerator, I mean c'mon.]

I wonder, has anyone seen Event Horizon?
Fantastic movie, though it's very far-fetched
Plenty of loving moments
Morpheus fought to free his crew from a ship that wouldn't let them go
before he quit and went on to try proving the universe wasn't real
I love sci-fi, don't you?
Better than real life any day

Has anyone given thought to the fact that maybe we're the cameras?
What's the worst movie you've ever seen?

[She probably has points in there somewhere. She was going to waffle about movies ages ago, but then she fell asleep. How rude.]

((ooc: I haven't linked to Katie's permissions for a while.))
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[personal profile] stealy
Who: Parker and you!
Broadcast: nope!
Action: all over the place
When: from now until forever drift week


[ she barely skimmed the surface of the first ship that held her - and not for lack of trying, which is simultaneously frustrating and exhilarating (she chooses to focus on the latter) - when poof, like magic she's standing somewhere else.

magic's not real though. right? is it? is it?

if hardison can find her here, he really is the best, and he really did look hard. she's not counting on it.

she's at the ready the second her feet touch down on the bridge. she's unarmed - to her chagrin - but it's okay. she may not be a hitter, but she doesn't need a weapon to be dangerous. the confetti confuses but doesn't faze her. if there happens to be a person there, on the other hand, and they get too close, they'll find themselves pushed against the wall with surprising strength, forearm digging into their neck ]

How'd you do that?

[ whos and whys are so overrated, really.

if no one is there when she arrives, however, she'll be eating that chocolatey dessert (you snooze you lose!) and making her way through the ship, mapping it in her mind, feet not making a sound on the floor. when she hears people approach, she'll try to hide - did the ceiling always have a blond woman clinging to it? ]

A ship! Any ship!

[ like she's going to just stay where they want her! there's a situation. that situation must be dealt with. the first thing she needs is a safe house, and she's going to be looking for one in every single ship (ideally, she'd like to have one on each). don't mind the stranger silently creeping on your ship, listening to walls, touching panels, trying to find a space to crawl into, and retreating into what cover there is at every approach. happens every day, right?

oh, and if you got something especially valuable lying around, sorry, she's pocketing it. look, she doesn't know you earn money just by existing here, okay, and she's not willing to count on it either, if she's been informed by now. a girl has got to eat! ]


[ parker doesn't stay put for long. she takes the shuttle on as fast a ride as it can handle and eventually ends up touching down on kayann. wandering around, she helps herself to essentials everywhere she goes; a snack here, a taser there, ooh cool a skydiver kit! her hands grab things so quickly and smoothly no one seems to know where they've gone - or, in most cases, notice it until she's far away. you have to be looking right at her hands or know what you're looking for to understand what happened and she's already on her way. best be quick!

she perches on a private spot, high above the city, to eat some of her loot (if people don't pick up their meal order promptly, how is that her fault? gosh! it's not like she poisoned it and left it for them to consume!).

there's a reality and it must be dealt with. she needs to get to know the place she's ended up in; survival first, exit strategy second. that sure is a pretty blond woman you can see climbing the side of the building, or you've run into in an air duct, or, alternatively, you've found puzzling over which plant to buy. yes, buy. food, clothes, equipment, a weapon - they're survival necessities, they tramp morals. but a luxury, even one she doesn't fully understand (nor does she grasp why the store beckoned to her so, why she feels the need to get a plant when there's not a leverage consolidated and associates office to put it in, when she has no desire to stay here in this place she didn't choose to go to - those days were meant to have ended a long time ago! but she's not overthinking it. it did, so she went in.), that, she's learned she should pay for or leave behind. unless, of course, it's owned by a bad guy. she peeks at the guy behind the register. he does look a little shifty, doesn't he? ]

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Who: Jack Sparrow and Anyone
Broadcast: Yes, unfortunately.
Action: It COULD lead to action on Kayann, which is where Jack is at the moment. It's much better than being stuck on the Bishop with Looma and mean people who hate Jenga. (Looking at YOU, Pidge Gunderson.)
When: Later in the evening of the 16th.

"New fruity floot loops
Slooping in a groovy suit
Gloop 'em in a new boot
Or sling 'em in a pie.

Rooty-tooty floot loops
Drooping in a blue soup
Mooping in some newt poop!
Floot Loops til we die!"

[It's a poem. Jack wrote it. And now he's reciting it over and over again. To you.]
tough_love: (See? Simple!)
[personal profile] tough_love
Who: Bishop crew and any visitors
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Anyone aboard the S.S. Bishop
When: RIGHT THE HECK NOW (and also throughout the month)

[New crewmates, new captain, new reasons to wonder how the ship's still flying]
tough_love: (Displeased)
[personal profile] tough_love
Who: Looma Red Wind
Broadcast: Open broadcast because someone can't be bothered to filter things
Action: If you wanna seek her out, sure
When: Evening of July 3

[Oh hey it's Looma again, and she's not beating up the ship at the moment. Go figure right? Instead she's killing time by a sealed and locked door on the Marsiva, because she's pretty deadset on forcing her way into the rest of the ship the moment she sees it open not that she ever will.]

It has come to my attention that the Bishop is now without a captain. I intend to claim that position. Any among the crew who wish to dispute that claim may challenge me at their leisure. The only promise I make to those who do is that I will ensure you survive your failure.

[It's a little hard to tell whether this would classify as a promotion or a coup, all things considered. Which was impressive since it's not like she got rid of Cersei, but she also had no intention whatsoever of being subservient to anyone left on the ship. And she was more than willing to take that position by force if necessary.]

As for everyone else... I would be interested in hearing if anyone has found a way off this section of the ship. The thought of being trapped here any longer is infuriating, and it is difficult to continue isolating myself.

[She's trying to prioritize everyone's safety, that's gotta count for something, right?]
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[It’s been nice and peaceful for a few days, hasn’t it? Everyone in their little cages with their creature comforts, learning all about each other through the strange rooms that have opened up at night… It’s been a wonderful experience, wouldn’t you agree? For some, that blood-curdling scream from the first day has not been forgotten.

A few days into calibrations, the main screen that has been conspicuously silent (aside from passenger use) flickers to life. Anything already playing on the screen is overwritten by a video feed of plain metallic walls not unlike those housing the Passengers. It’s difficult to tell what is going on offscreen. Shadows are uncertain, dancing everywhere; nothing can be gleaned from the shapes no matter how much they are analyzed.

The audio, however, is loud and clear.]

—can’t do this to us, [a woman pleads, her usual saccharine tone absolutely dripping with fear. Some may recognize the voice as belonging to Diamond.] You can’t! We followed orders exactly. It was in the terms! I don’t underst… oh no. No, no, please no don’t do this no no NO NO NO!

[Her voice increases in pitch and tremor until it’s drowned out in a garbled shriek of pain. The shadows dancing on the wall grow frantic and violent. The show is accompanied by sounds of heavy things slamming and the unmistakable whirring of a drill.]


[The woman’s shrieking cuts off immediately. In the newfound silence, something else drags itself weakly across the floor, getting closer and closer to the camera. SLAM. Until that stops, too.

A man’s voice comes through this time, thready and weak like a dying heartbeat. It's Beau, though he hasn't been heard by Passengers for quite some time.]

A-and now… you come for me. [The speaker makes a choked sound like a laugh or a sob.] All we ever did... was try to... make you happy.

[The whir of the drill begins again, but the feed ends.]

( open ).

Jun. 15th, 2017 02:33 pm
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[personal profile] ringleadering
Who: Rick Grimes & You.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: On the special part of the ship for the Calibrations.
When: Until his ship placement.

[ Ever since Negan entered into his life, things were all turned upside down and nothing made any sort of sense. But his current predicament took things to a whole new level and he really didn't know what plan of action to use first. He needed a direction to go in but for any to work he first needed information. The strange communication device and the broadcast capabilities seemed his best chance at the moment.

Letting out a deep sigh, he sat down and readied himself, attempting to appear not as frantic or angry by his current situation. In the very least, the scent of blood had faded but the chill lingered as if it seeped too deeply down inside of him. Would the screams ever leave when he happened to fall asleep?

In space. Why would he ever believe in such a thing? It just couldn't be possible. ]

I've had my fill of this and I need to return to my daughter with my people. Things are - the rest of the group needs me. [ A deep sigh passed his slightly cracked lips. ] What is this place? Where am I now? There isn't any information here.

[ Sitting up straighter, he tilted his head to the side. ] What are the demands? The terms of this? [ A negotiation always existed for things and Rick had a lot of experience making them. ]

( action. )

[ Later on, he can be found trying to comb every inch of the place for clues and information. In general, making a complete mess of things. ]
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  • (last updated: 6/18/17)
    thespaceopera: (hello)
    [personal profile] thespaceopera
    Who: Anyone taking part in the heist
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: Orfwyn Dreadhorse’s personal underground complex
    When: May 12th - 13th

    The party goes on well into the night with no sign of slowing. It’s very late into the night before there’s a good opening to slip away without notice. But eventually the opportunity finally comes, and hopefully before you’ve had too many visits to the open bar.

    But for anyone who came to the party with the intention to take part in the heist, it’s time to get down to business.


    This is the mingle for the heist! If you have any questions, head over to the OOC post.

    If you're looking just to dance, the ball can be found here!
    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! )
    bryces_pup: (44)
    [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.
    mucked: (☂ from all signs of mad mankind)
    [personal profile] mucked
    Who: Peggy + you
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: Starstruck, Iskaulit
    When: All day.

    [ as compelling an attraction as the asteroids can be, peggy wakes up on what could have been april 21st and promptly decides that a captain's work is never done. despite a short holiday on one of the less glitzy asteroids, she storms her way back onto the starstruck around midday. she'd have preferred to be back earlier, of course, but a certain stubborn steve rogers had delayed her more than usual this morning.

    because, you see, today is peggy carter's birthday. and up until recently, she'd thought this particular piece of sensitive intel might have remained under wraps. certainly, she's never announced it to the fleet (not had it announced for her) but over the last year there'd been an influx of individuals who might otherwise be privy to that sacred knowledge.

    and so surviving the day becomes a little trickier. her first precaution is to not even address the network -- indeed, she hasn't got her device with her at all. so if some friend or ally does try and contact peggy, they may be forced to seek her out in person instead. after all, it's rare that she should persist with so much radio silence. visitors and crew on the starstruck will find her in her quarters trying very hard to dodge the likes of both steve rogers and edwin jarvis. and trying to busy herself with 'paperwork', though closer inspections might prove she's doing little more than working on a few hobby ciphers. and let's not forget the copious trips to the kitchen for tea, of course.

    for visitors and crew: it seems steve's left the odd 'hint' and trinket around the ship. flowers here, candles there, and there's at least one cake chilling in the kitchen. perhaps more. when asked about it, the captain feigns innocence.

    later, when that diversion fails, she heads to the iskaulit. first to the firing range, where she squeezes off just enough shots to counterbalance the creeping sensation of domesticity. and that done, she stops by the space bar for a drink of whatever-the-devil most resembles whiskey. ]


    Apr. 18th, 2017 11:12 pm
    servantnotserving: (Finally I get to do my job)
    [personal profile] servantnotserving
    Who: Lumiére and you!
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: Wonderduck
    When: Today!

    [Since arriving at the Fleet, Lumiére has tended towards just using the voice function to communicate with people outside of the Wonderduck. It makes his life considerably easier. He doesn't have to navigate the mine-field of questions that come with just looking at him. He can talk to people like a normal person, and it's great.

    Today, though, he needs to actually address the problem of his general...him-ness, and as such, he'll switch the video on. He casts the screen a warm smile all the same, giving a little wave of a candle-hand.

    Bonjour, my fellow Fleet members. This is quite an interesting planet, no? I hear the concerts here are really something to experience. I might have to test out the waters myself. It has been a while since I got to enjoy one.

    [It's not the kind of concert he's used to, but after a decade of no concerts at all, he'll sure as heck give this new kind a try.]

    But! I had another reason for speaking to you today. I have heard there are several people in the Fleet who are experienced with magic. I was hoping I could speak to them, especially if they know anything about curses- because as you can see [he chuckles, gesturing to himself] I have something that might interest their magically inclined minds.

    [Filtered to Winn]

    As promised. Here I am, settled on the Wonderduck and checking in. [Like three weeks too late but ya'll can't expect miracles. If you wanted good time-keeping, you should have befriended the clock]

    [Otherwise, Lumiére can be found happily hopping around the table of the Wonderduck, carefully setting it so it at least looks like an actual, fancy dinner table and not a metal slab where people sit and eat. They may be in space, but they can still have a little culinary refinement, god.
    thespaceopera: (relapse)
    [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 ]
    choseviolence: (012 [wine])
    [personal profile] choseviolence
    Who: Cersei & OPEN!
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: onboard the Bishop
    When: anytime. Witness the catchup post!

    [Cersei isn't aware she's being filmed... this whole video thing is still new to her, though she's fairly certain she's figured out the ins and outs of it. She's been quiet, withdrawn; an unusual state for a Lannister. Mostly because she's seen Jaime on the videos and hasn't quite been able to bring herself to contacting him first. At the end of the day, Cersei is a Lannister and she certainly knows how to sulk with the best of them. Consequently, she's pulling one of her classic 'you didn't come to find me immediately, so now you're too late, figure out how to make it up to me without going off to Dorne' sulks.

    She, of course, missed the one where he asked about her, naturally. Because when have things ever been easy when it came to Cersei Lannister?

    Count your blessings, Jaime, that she's been too engrossed in her work this eve to notice the spectacle you've made of yourself.

    No, she has been caught up in her own little world, carefully stretching her fingers as Captain. Things have run smoothly, so far, and there's a tiny part of her--okay, an exceedingly large part--that wishes there was some way to send this knowledge back to her long-dead father. Just so he can roll in his grave.

    There's a different reason, however, as to why she's stayed withdrawn and the image shifts slightly to show the work in her hand. She's given up on her longer, flowy dresses and has taken to wearing the clothes of the day. Pants are still an interesting point of order, however. However, there's one thing she cannot abide and that is not having a Lannister lion adorning her clothing. So she has been working for the past few weeks, emblazoning the lion on the back of one of her jackets.

    Yes, her. Stitching. You heard me.

    She's not completely incompetent when it comes to the finer arts, even if she's always had her clothes made for her. She is, however, a lady and still remembers certain stitches from her youth. It may not be perfect but the smile on her face as she runs her fingers over the red and yellow is beatific.]
    tough_love: (Start running)
    [personal profile] tough_love
    Who: Looma Red Wind and you!
    Broadcast: Video
    Action: Bishop crew
    When: Around space noon-ish on the 11th

    Her first sponsor drop, and it's exceptionally useless )
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    [personal profile] briste
    Who: Crew of the Bishop and guests!
    Broadcast: Nope
    Action: Aboard the Bishop
    When: April!

    [ Welcome new folks to the ship. Hang out with the crew. Invite your friends over. Mingle! It's what we're here for! ]

    [ video ]

    Apr. 4th, 2017 08:53 am
    shamisens: (I don't know how you were diverted)
    [personal profile] shamisens
    Who: Kubo + You
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: SS Starstruck
    When: Now

    [ The video opens up to a boy kneeling on a mat, his shamisen on his lap. There are a few origami figures settled next to him. ]

    So, I know that the Fleet gives us money and there's no reason for me to really work the way I used to. But I also don't want my skills to go to waste. Perhaps you would be willing to share me your story? A part of it, happy or sad, good or evil. You can change it or even make it up as you go.

    Or maybe you could tell me what kind of stories you'd like to hear about? What makes your heart soar?

    [ He strums on the shamisen lightly. ]

    Help our stories grow.
    mucked: (☂ just get inside -- it's almost over)
    [personal profile] mucked
    Who: Peggy Carter, some rumours, and you!
    Broadcast: text, then video.
    Action: y, aboard the starstruck.
    When: today!

    [ a message materializes on the network around midday: ]

    Peggy Carter's got a veritable guy-pile of suitors: Edwin Jarvis, Max Rockatansky, Jason Wilkes, Jack Thompson, Howard Stark, Stefan Salvatore, Steve Rogers, Sam Winchester, James Barnes, Clint Barton, Daniel Sousa, and counting! How many more can you name?

    [ and not long after (in a state of utter pique and dismay), that same network registers a rather heartfelt reaction -- but this time with accompanying wide-eyed video. ] Jack -- Jack Thompson? Un-bloody-likely. The only thing he's ever got his eyes on is the next greasy rung on the ladder. [ peggy scoffs, disgusted. ] As pranks go, this one's been truly shambolic. The first of April was days ago.

    [ in a few hours, she'll enjoy her meltdown all over again when she finds a box of sponsor gifts in the cargo bay filled with stickers, each with a different so-called suitor's name scribbled into the blank space. all of them are filled in except for an ominous pile with an attached note: in case there's so many you start to forget their names. blanks included for any others that we might have missed. ]

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