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[personal profile] collegedropout
Who: Sam and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport, Iskaulit, maybe even the planet. (Let me know if you have a wildcard!)
When: A while after Katie's post. Yikes!! Information on alerting locals also answered here.
Note: (There's a subthread where people can have their characters list their dream, if they'd like, but of course it's just for funsies.)

... Hey everyone, this is Sam.

I feel like we should get to this as soon as possible, so here I go: there's something coming, some force that's going to endanger this planet and the people on it. We've all been having the dreams -- dreams of pretty nasty things, too, I'm betting; I've kept track of some that I've seen on the network, and if I know this fleet by now, I know it's not just coincidence we're here.

[He shifts, glancing toward Katie's sleeping form; he's been a bit of a concerned guard dog, really, and it's hard not to be worried. He'd known... she had a problem with honesty, and now his fears are verified -- honesty might very well be a death sentence. That said, she was in good hands, and she's stable, healed.

... Still good to watch out for her, just in case. He clears his throat]

For anyone who's been trying to contact her, or has sent messages... Katie's going to be alright; she really strained herself there, but she's resting now, and I'll be keeping an eye out for her, to make sure she's okay. As for her network post... I put complete faith in her and her abilities, when she says that the planet is terrified -- and that danger's coming. Hell, the dreams we've had are all warnings, and it makes sense that a planet with an aura like this would have some sort of... mental link, with the people near it or on it.


I had a dream, too.

I knew it wasn't... just some dream, because I've had premonitions before. Dreams that come true. And there's something about them that you can't just shake, so I imagine you guys felt the same, that these weren't just your ordinary nightmares. In mine, I saw a calm planet, and I knew... I knew it wasn't what it looked like, that the calmness was a lie. I could hear it, this awful sound from the planet... and then I stood in a forest, suddenly, and I saw... beings, crouched and hidden. Hunting me.

And that was just what I got. Our combined dreams, they don't paint a good picture.

[He rubs a hand over his mouth, those little unhappy frown between his brows.]

I've been talking to the locals, trying to warn them. Some of them have been skeptical, but, um, I think with some work and a lot of voices, we can get them to consider that something very real and very deadly might be approaching this world... Please, if you can, talk to them. Warn them in any way you can. Even if this awful thing doesn't happen during our time here, it may very well happen when we leave.

They're people of superstition and have a strong spiritual compass, so our odds might be good.

[A pause.]

It seems like the Marsiva, the Atroma, it... keeps sending us to worlds that need some kind of help. This is just another notch in the belt, you know? The terraformers, the sickness on the water planet, and situations like this... I don't know what they're planning, or why they're sending us to these worlds. You'll never convince me that makes them noble, no matter what their intentions, and as much as I hate dancing to their tune, the safety of these civilians is something I can't turn a blind eye to right now.

Please let me know if you can help spread the word. I'm going to make an attachment where we can note what our dreams had in them, so we all are on the same page. You can find it below. If you hear anything from the locals, let me know and I can pass it along or add it to our notes, or if you'd like, I can add your dream to the list myself.

I doubt we can evacuate a whole planet -- I doubt that would even protect them from total harm, if this danger is closer than we'd like by now -- but we can at least give them time to prepare themselves for a possible invasion, wherever it comes from. A fighting chance.

Captains of the fleet... Make sure you have something planned for emergency action, too.

I like to hope not, but... we could be right in the middle of something ugly. Last thing we need is another raid.

And again -- if anyone has not gotten one yet, I can install a GPS feature on your network device, so that if you need to send your coordinates immediately, you can press a button and it'll be broadcast. Even if you're not sure where you are. It's not foolproof, but if you get into trouble, it's a really useful way to get aid to you quickly.

[If you need to find Sam, he is sitting at his desk aboard the Bloodsport, shifting through his notes on prior planets, quietly scribbling down whatever new information he receives; you may also find him later in the day at The Space Bar aboard the Iskaulit, stopping for a drink after a day down on the planet, trying to spread the word, too. If you happen to run into him on the planet, this is just about what he's doing -- trying to spread the warning, and even sharing dream descriptions from other fleet members, if they're offered to him.]

darksmokerising: (051)
[personal profile] darksmokerising
Who: Merlan & YOU
Broadcast: Nah.
Action: Planetside; Lyuku, Fleet: Iskaulit & Bloodsport
When: All of September

a spring in her step... )
bythewaves: (Arnold grin)
[personal profile] bythewaves
Who: Maglor and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Huntress
When: Now

[ The video flips on to Maglor carefully setting his communicator down. He waves at the camera. ]

This is for Vash.

[ He tells everyone cheerfully and then backs away, gesturing behind him, to where a vuvuzela sits calmly on a table. Nothing special to see here. He walks away, from the communicator, picks up the vuvuzela, and then the shappy mop of pink on the table, that turns out to be a wig. He straps that to the vuvuzela, comes back and picks up the communicator, and starts to walk ]

As requested, we are conducting an experiment, to see if the wig stays on.

[ He stops by the airlock, where there is a bit of fumbling around, and then the vuvuzela, complete with wig, is shown drifting off into space. The communicator stays on it until it's vanished into the distance. And then Maglor turns around, and you can hear him sigh.

The same vuvuzela, complete with wig, is lying on the floor behind him ]

And now we know.

[ CLICK. Yes. That's literally the entire reason for this post. Blame Vash. ]
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[personal profile] maledictus_semper
Who: Ardyn Izunia and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Red Fish + Eyuzi System
When: Today


Does anyone feel a It's as though something or someone is calling out to us with powers. I can feel it through my veins like a magnet drawing me closer, aiming to catch me in it's net. A pulsing energy like I've never experienced before. Then, there's the melody like singing. We must be approaching something....a planet maybe? I must say this feeling is rather new to me, although I've felt effects like this before, this one is on a new level altogether. Perhaps, I am quite mad, but I do feel this. If anyone else can relate to me on this it would be appreciated, just so I can feel a little more comfortable.

[Ardyn doesn't know that his broadcast might take a little longer to reach fellow crew members, due to the static within the air. It's all to do with the arrival to the new planet...]

Eyuzi system:

Fortune Telling:

[Ardyn had decided to give it a go. Why not? It was just a fantasy after all, right? He had never really believed in gypsy witchcraft, so why should he now, just because he was on an alien planet? Smirking softly, he picked up a palm scanner and wondered if it would indeed tell his fortune.]

Does anyone believe in all of this? I find it hard to believe that any of this could actually work.

[He spotted other trinkets, cards, herbs and other items, which were supposed to help tell your fortune. A waste of money? Perhaps. Was anyone else falling for it?]

Cruise Ship:

[Now, this was more Ardyn's style. Sitting comfortably with a glass of red wine in his hand, the Chancellor stared out of the window at the rolling waves being swept up by the boat. Ah, it was almost like being at home. Galdin Quay came to mind and also Altissia. Such beauty. He sipped his wine and wondered who else would venture aboard the boat in search of some sanctuary away from the metal prison in space.]

Ah, this is the life. It's nice to actually smell the salty air once more. Too long have we been cooped up like animals in a cage aboard the ships.

[He got up to walk along the deck to take in more of the view. He might even have a hot bath soon to ease his aches. Oh, such luxury!]


[Well now, Ardyn might be holding a rainbow snake within his fingers, as he offered the trader a wry smile. He wasn't afraid of the reptiles, oh no. He loved them. Yet, he wasn't sure the Red Fish would be a suitable habitat for the snake, so he allowed the animal to slither back to his master. A shame.]

You know, he would have kept me company, yet I believe space may be too cold for this little fellow. Alas, I could have had a friend for life.

[Ardyn sighed and then moved to another stall, checking out the merchandise and wondering what, or if, he should spend his currency on.]


Have at thee.
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[personal profile] sacrifights

Who: Ritsuka and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: on the SS Blameless!
When: like two days ago, probably.

[ action. ]

[ Ritsuka arrives on the SS Blameless in a confusing fanfare of confetti. Apparently he'd arrived once the Shuffle actually began, because he looks incredibly disoriented. It had been a very quick jump from the Marsiva to the Blameless, and he's trying to get his bearings.

He doesn't even care that he has confetti all over him, not when he's noticing his clothes are suddenly very dry, and none of the aches and pains he'd been feeling after his mother's freak-out are there.

His tail twitches apprehensively, ears swiveling at every sounds as he calls out: ]

[ video ]

[ okay, so he's in space.

because why the hell not, at this point in his weird life?

but that means there's questions to be asked. how it's possible, where they're going, what the heck does a communications officer do-- ]

How are you supposed to tell adults from kids if they don't have their ears?

[ ...or that.

it must be the cat ears atop his head he's talking about, because he does have a visible set of totally normal, human ears.

clearly y'all are the weird ones here. ]

hylights: (Candytuft)
[personal profile] hylights
Who: Zelda and you
Broadcast: video, fleetwide
Action: on a train somewhere
When: now

[The video feed starts up focused on - well, it's a blur. Once the camera aligns itself it becomes clear that the camera is pointed out of the window of a train, with high rise towers whipping by at a terrific pace. Zelda turns the communicator back to herself, and boy does she look excited. She's been shopping for one thing - she's wearing clothes that are available in a lot of the stores here. And around her neck hangs a lanyard with what looks like some kind of pass.]

I think it's incredible what this world has achieved in transportation. Quite apart from the flying transports, they have these high-speed trains. I've never seen anything like it before.

[She smiles brightly and holds up her pass.]

As it turns out, you can buy a special ticket as a visitor that lets you have unlimited travel while you're here. They give you little gifts as well, every ten journeys you take. [She doesn't say what these are, but trust me, she's already gotten a few.] So I thought it would be a good opportunity to see how long it takes to travel the entire planet this way! I've already crossed seven districts this week.

[She pulls out another device, which looks like a tablet, and starts tapping on it.]

If my calculations are correct, I should be able to do an entire loop of the planet in the next three days. [Glancing up at the communicator again, she nods her head definitively. This is absolutely her plan for the week.] If anyone would like to join me, I'd be glad for the company. I can let you know the next station I'll be at.

Otherwise, I'd like to hear what you've seen here that surprises you. I could mention so many more things - but I'm sure I'm not the only one.
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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.
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[personal profile] touchallthebooks
Who: Khadgar and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: on the Twin Roses
When: Now

[When he woke up this morning, he hadn't been expecting to find anything for himself. He'd been planning to go back down to the planet again and doing some more exploring, nothing special. Instead, he found something special just sitting on top of his books.

It takes a bit for it to sink in, he has to think about it, but then he flicks on the communicator after dressing and directs it at the "surprise."

It's a cake. With "18!" written on it as obnoxiously as possible with little arcane designs around it.]

You're a month late. My birthday was during the Midsummer Fire Festival.

I'm going to leave this in the kitchen. If anyone wants some.
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[personal profile] ginger_firebird
Who: Psycho Mantis and you.
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Bishop
When: Today

(Video – Fleetwide)

My god, it’s full of stars.

[He wandered around the ship in a bit of a daze. First came the larger ship, then the small celebration welcoming him to the second, and he is just as confused as he was when he first woke up. It’s been a long couple of days for him and he finds his way to the bridge of the ship. Stars. So many stars, He slumps in one of the many chairs nearest the window looking out onto space. There’s a cup of tea in his hand and his head turns between the feed he managed to open and the view.]

It’s a dream, isn’t it? It has to be. I remember what happened.

[He’s still dressed in his leathers, not quite trusting himself to wear the ship standards just yet. It’s so clinical. So real… He curls up more in the chair, lifting his mask a little out of the way to have a sip.]

This ship is called Bishop. Like the clergymen and the chess piece. If…anyone is out there, where is here?

(Action – Bishop)

[Still on the bridge of the ship, Mantis decides to make use of the music system to play something classical in the hopes of soothing some of his confusion. The tea doesn’t hurt either, and he sighs heavily as he tries to count the stars he can see. His malaise is such that someone could reasonably sneak up on him if they were so inclined. He is making good company with the chair he singled out.]

deviances: (couldn't get much lower)
[personal profile] deviances
Who: Eithan Paine and YOU!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: the SS Blue Fish - proceed with caution
When: After the latest shuffle

( video - fleetwide )
[ He wants to stick to text. He's been crying, sobbing okay he'll admit it, since he found out. but... they deserve better than text. So Eithan sucks it up, collects himself long enough to turn on the video feed, and addresses the fleet. His eyes are typically red because of the whole demon thing, but well, now they're a completely different kind of red in addition. ]

For those of you who knew 'em... Belthazar Spellscry and Allen Walker are gone now. Looks like Atroma sent 'em back.

[ He looks like he wants to say more, but... He doesn't know what. Aside from: ]

... Miss 'em already, honestly.

[ Okay. That's probably enough. He turns off his camera, but leaves communication open, just in case anyone has anything to say. ]

( action - ss blue fish )
[ Eithan is very, very, very far from okay. First they take his best friend, then his other friends, then his crew and his boyfriend? Goddess...

Anyone who manages to find him near his room will get to see him moping, for very obvious reasons. He keeps picking up his guitar like he's gonna play something, anything, to take his mind off it, but he never manages to play anything for long. And with frustrated cursing, he'll just put the thing down and curl up on his bed instead - or pace through the hallways.

He stops by Belthazar's former room quite often. And he'll stare at the closed door, for longer than he really should, before he can bring himself to look away - usually with tears in his eyes all over again.

And for those who catch him in the cargo bay, he's currently got a bottle of rum, and he's sitting on the floor with his back against the ship wall, drinking straight from the bottle. There's a pack of cigarettes at his feet - for later. And he'll share, if anyone wants - booze or smokes. Or just company. ... Fuck, company would be great right now. .... Fuck. ]
touchallthebooks: (content)
[personal profile] touchallthebooks
Who: Khadgar and YOU
Broadcast: Twin Roses and Fleetwide
Action: Twin Roses / planetside
When: 7/21 to 8/23


I'm sure most of the crew are doing this, but probably not as a team effort? I was thinking though, we should make a couple groups and shop while we're in a decent system, stock up on food and anything else we might need. I'm sure there's always someone thinking they should have gotten this or that and if we're together, we might not miss much.

I know I'm going down to see what I can find for potions so if anyone wants to meet up, I'm easy to reach.


I'll be visiting the planet soon, and probably often.

I know I promised Merlan that we'd find a nice set for tea so if anyone sees any nice ones, feel free to say something. Or let me know if you want to meet up, I know there are a lot of people I haven't had the chance to meet yet.

I'm also hoping to find potion ingredients. I'll probably be busy once I've found enough.
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[personal profile] bythewaves
Who: Maglor and all of you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Huntress
When: Right Now

[ The gift basket got a curious look, and Maglor fished idly through it before uncovering some odd instruments.

Which he tries.

So sorry, everyone on the Huntress, you just got disturbed by the most annoying sound in the world

Later on, he'll also try some of the other instruments, which will lead to the whole Fleet being "treated" to ... well something rather unexpected from an elf ]
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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!]
timelysteward: (Resting Bitch Face)
[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] thespaceopera
[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.]
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[personal profile] thespaceopera
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    thespaceopera: (hello)
    [personal profile] thespaceopera
    [ Not long after the shuffle, there's a ripple of static over the network - loud, sudden, and seemingly with no origin. It's puzzling, but there's no indication that it's going to happen again...

    Until a minute later. Another surge of static comes in over the speakers, and then a voice - one some may find familiar, though not necessarily welcome, after all of this time... It's Diamond. Long time no speak, hmm?

    Clearly, not all is well. She sounds very far away, for one. For another, she sounds... skeptical, almost alarmed. There may actually be real concern in her voice. ]

    Again? Twice in one c--

    [ Her sentence is cut short with a strangled gasp, followed by a moment of silence. What follows may be the sound of metal dragged across metal, but it's hard to place. When she speaks again, it's uncharacteristically monotonous. ]

    ... Bring them in.

    [ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome, but this set of rooms has only been used once, and for the very same purpose that befalls the fleet contestants now.

    As for their hosts, there is no immediate sign of them, though some may recall a series of hideous, half-electronic screams before their memories begin to blur upon arrival...

    Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round two of calibrations. ]

    [ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]
    valyrianstorm: (❂ who of little love)
    [personal profile] valyrianstorm
    Who: Daenerys Targaryen & Open
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: Yes, on the Marsiva. Because I know ship names.
    When: Right after her arrival.

    [The salt of the sea no longer fills her nostrils; she cannot hear the waves and she senses that she is not amongst her fellows or onboard a ship any longer. Panic would be an acceptable first emotion and with how the young Queen jerks up from her bed, she clearly considers it.

    But a Dragon does not show her weakness. Rubbing absently at her neck, clad in black, Daenerys familiarizes herself with her surroundings and, eventually, her communication's device.


    After watching others making use of it, she learns quickly, violet eyes sharp and intent on the task. What magic is this?]

    I commend you for your audacity. If you think I am weaker cut off from my allies and my children, you are sadly mistaken.

    [Now onto negotiations. She settles herself, expression calm, adapting to her new, strange circumstances.]

    What do you want? Gold? Power? Ships? [She is not parting from either option, of course, but any hint about her captor(s) is useful.

    Later, she can be found scouring out the Marsiva, posture perfect and unyielding.]
    paraclete: (sing a new song)
    [personal profile] paraclete
    Who: Kaworu Nagisa, anyone else
    Broadcast: text
    Action: For now he's a busybody aboard the Vanquish, unless you'd like to discuss anything else.
    When: 6/6, midmorning

    They sell candles in packs of 8, 10, 12, 24, 48... and some packages even larger than that. Well, a certain type of candle, the kind that goes into the cake. Initially I needed exactly 16 candles, so the package of 24 would have been reasonable, right? But I thought it might be nice just to use all 24 after all.

    Then I thought that a package of 48 might be just as nice as a package of 24. If not even nicer. It seemed worth trying.

    Anyway, I have some sets of candles, now, the type specific to the cake, but if each candle represents a year of life, I wondered why I should stop at 16, 24, 48, etc. I have some bigger candles in my sleeping quarters, as well, so that's a few more I can add, but the higher the number of them I have, the less it seems like enough. It would be good to have a table full of them. A room full of them. It would be good to have candles like the sweep of stars.

    I'm sure I can repay you, if you'd like to lend me any of your own. I promise I won't melt them all the way.

    01. video.

    Jun. 4th, 2017 08:45 pm
    mutriarchy: (1632610 (12))
    [personal profile] mutriarchy
    Who: Tommy Magnus, and YOU
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: SS CAPRINE
    When: 06/04

    [ So. As far as Tommy's concerned, he's been born for this moment. For every hour Billy had him sit through the von Trapps caterwauling their way through their problems or whatever other corny classic shlock he was into, Tommy had retaliated with an hour of Big Brother and whatever other reality tv show trash had caught his eye.

    So, being kidnapped from an impending disaster and being dropped into this seemed only a logical progression of fate. He figured that his mother would be there soon enough, ripping time and space asunder. So after grabbing a cup of pudding and giving a once-over of the ship, he knew what had to be done. Play along, roll with it, and hope that when the Scarlet Witch gets here she doesn't break the universe too hard.

    Which leads him here. Stretched out, relaxed as can be. Might as well have some fun. He folds his arms behind his head, a playful smirk on his face. ]

    Hello out there my soon to be loyal viewership. It's me - Tommy. But you can call me Speed if that's a little more your style. I'm honored to be part of this, clearly you received my audition tape and were as impressed with me as I am with all this. This is a total game-changer.

    I'm in it to win it, and this season's going to be the best one yet.

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