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[So here is everyone's favorite gay clock with a Very Serious Look on his face. He has his small wooden hands braced on the counter in front of him, and behind him? Are the little cleaning bots in the bay area of the SS Wonderduck. They are clearly making as much space as possible.]

I am a magical ... cursed person, but I haven't had your dream. However, if this is all bodes to this plan-et being utterly destroyed, then I suggest we get organized as soon as possible to take as many of these people with us as possible.

[He sniffs, and takes out a clipboard.] I have come up with a ten part plan to organize and prepare us to share rations amongst us and the people we manage to bring with us, along with sleeping quarters and arrangements for bathing ... for as much bathing as you all do.

[Seriously he is a clean freak but you all bathe way, way too much.]

We should have more than enough water, that is not a concern. Women and children first, naturally. And ... hm. What am I forgetting?

[In a Cogsworth plan? Probably nothing. But feel free to suggest.]
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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] 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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[personal profile] helmsplitter
Who: Doudanuki & All Y'all
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Caprine
When: August 14th, aka right now

Action: Caprine

[Anyone on the Caprine can probably hear when Doudanuki wakes up because he does so by yelling loudly as he jumps out of bed. He can't remember the last time he was awake and that concerns him - a lot.

So fellow Capriners will probably hear him as he thunders around checking on people or trying to figure out why the hell he was unconscious for an entire month. How he greets them depends on whether he knows them yet or not:

For new characters to the Caprine since June

...And who're you supposed to be?

[For characters he knows already]

Hey. What the hell happened to everyone?

Voice: Network
[Later, after he realizes that comas are just things that happen because why not? This place is insane enough already.

And then he's at the comms station and notices something weird.

What happened to that other ship? What the hell did you guys do while I was asleep??
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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] maledictus_semper
Who: Ardyn Izunia and YOU!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Red Fish
When: Today


Such a curious sensation indeed. Oh yes.

[You will switch on to see Ardyn sat in his cabin clutching his head with his eyes closed, whilst sat on the end of his bed. A glass of something, which looked like space wine, was close by to hand. He had his eyes closed in deep concentration, as he frowned deeply, sighing almost in pleasure.]

Yes, yes.....ah, now I can see more into your minds. Oh, is that....Lady Lunafreya? Prompto? Noctis? Dear Ignis even. If only I could project my thoughts deeper through space. Yet, the power isn't strong enough, not yet. But hopefully it will be soon.

[That's right; he's using his new Telepathic powers to try and project images of himself into the minds of certain people. His friends from Eos mainly, but he might even project his mind onto other crew members on other ships by mistake. Sorry, guys. This man is slightly unhinged to say the least. Arrogant, cocky and just a bastard.]

The Red Fish:

Cargo Hold:

I don't think so....you fiend!

[A bright flash and a crackling noise, as Ardyn launched a fireball at the nearest punch bag. That's right; he's practicing his magic and accuracy towards the punch bag within the gym area. They make good targets it seems.]

Your Majesty, how rude of you to deny me such pleasure in ending your life.

[He muttered under his breath, as he launched an icicle sharp as daggers towards the punch bag this time. It rocked and was already pitted from the fireball. Yet, surprisingly it was still in one piece.]

We could have ended it all together but no. So selfish.

[The man almost growled, as he raised a hand up to freeze the bag solid, then unsheathed his sword, slicing the stiff bag in half. The bottom half of the bag crashing to the floor into tiny pieces.]


Jul. 19th, 2017 12:19 am
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[personal profile] torsion
Who: Jill Valentine
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Heron + Iskaulit
When: July 18th onward

Hey, two questions.

Are there cameras in the bathrooms? And does anyone know a good place to start growing plants? If you have somewhere, I will gladly exchange piano lessons, fighting (and weaponry) assessment and suggestions, or some sort of favor (within reason). I'm afraid I don't really have much in way of cash right now.

Last but not least (not a question), if anyone would care to buddy up for a little good ol' fashioned exploring, then I'm your gal.


Jul. 11th, 2017 07:05 pm
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[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] edwinjarvis
Who: Jarvis and you
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Melting Pot bistro (Iskaulit), SS Tourist,
When: July 9th and onward; potentially a catch-all for the month! Find him in The Melting Pot (on the Iskaulit), etc. anytime during this, or let me know if you have a wildcard or something closed you want done. Warning for a particularly depressing butler this month, since the calibrations were paaarticularly rough on him.

Jarvis has been incredibly scarce during the last few weeks of the calibrations. You'd damn near have to actually go check on him to make sure he's still around — but he's around. He's learned things, terrible things about the future... and what has happened in the past, and he found it more socially acceptable to shed his upset tears in the quiet of his own room, alone and aptly quieted by his own hands. He tries to find the logic in it all; Bucky was not himself, not really, right? It stands to reason it's not his fault, and yet — it doesn't change who did the deed, who had hurt the people he cared about deeply.

He's not sure what to do. What to say... Especially to Miss Carter.

And when the calibrations end, he goes right back to work at The Melting Pot. Regardless of the turmoil stirring his mind and stomach, he can't just... fade off. Life must surely go on, even with terrible revelations and more terrible nightmares (and lord, he can't stop having those dreams, dreams of absolutely helplessness and uselessness; or even more, when he dreams he's trapped in the snow, killing children with his bare hands, wrapping his hands around Natasha's throat for some blasted coat—). He straightens his tie and moves on to work with that slight smile and his carefully maintained appearances. He goes to the gym on the Iskaulit and trains. He works on the garden. He makes sure Mr. Hunter gets his lessons. He makes sure, despite his great anxiety, to bring Miss Carter treats. The staff at the bistro need to have someone there to help with complete focus!

His job is to be helpful and keep others afloat. Not himself.

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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] maledictus_semper
Who: Ardyn and YOU!
Broadcast: Open Broadcast
Action: Kitchens of Marsiva
When: July 4th

How long will it be until we can return, or rather, be returned to our ships I wonder? Such odd occurrences have happened aboard this ship over the last month or so. These rooms involving our pasts and memories of others, quite unnerving I have to say.

[The calibrations. How could you not notice when your life was like an open book for anyone to wander in at will. Ardyn didn't like it, not one bit.]

I seem to have been granted a few little presents from our esteemed masters though....

[He offered a small chuckle in amusement, as he moved to fill up a glass of something, since he was in the kitchen of the Marsiva.]

....upgrades they call them. Augment adjustments to these strange little chips in our heads. Has anyone else had one and found themselves gifted with power they never had before? Telepathy is such a useful gift to have, since those Atroma robbed me of my abilities when they dumped me aboard this space prison.

[He took a sip of the liquid and smiled slowly. Wine? Possibly.]
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    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.
    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.
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    [personal profile] norwaysown
    Who: SS Wonderduck crew and friends
    Broadcast: No
    Action: Yes, on the Wonderduck
    When: June

    [ Wonderduck mingle for the crew and any visitors. ]
    maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (cunning)
    [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.]

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