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[ On the night of the 16th, the feeling of tension and horrid anticipation comes to a head. Everything stops when the sun goes down-- even the ever-present music in the hoppingest part of the city center. One by one, everyone turns their eyes to the skies. The young and old alike pour out of their houses, some in bare feet, and they point to the velvety blanket of stars.

It takes a second to find it, especially if one is unaccustomed to the starscape. But even a casual observer can see it.

A brightly-shining star, larger than the others, and growing larger.

An announcement cuts across all communication channels that encourages people to evacuate to the space station, but it’s clear that these are just people and they’ll need some help. Supplies, equipment, organization, there’s something for everyone to do.

Civilization is disrupted by a panicked stampede of people vying for limited seats aboard spacefaring craft. Within hours, there will be crushed glass, looting, and chaos.

The clock is ticking. Will you help? Or would you rather watch the dying gasps of a Singing Planet from a safe distance? ]

[OOC: Please see this post for plot details. Phase two has begun! Feel free to use this post as a reaction post, mingle, etc. or make your own!]
theroadwarrior: (pic#11100625)
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Who: Max... mostly. And you.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Iskaulit or Starstruck.
When: September 1st until... whenever I'm tired of writing this LMFAO. warning DOGS, DOGS, DOGS--!!!


Max is busy today, alright?

The Starstruck will find themselves with the usual business from Max; he hangs out primarily in the cargo bay with Rock -- eating Rock's food of course, because nobody can get him to eat human food... unless, you know, you leave it on the counter. Sorry, did you make a burger? In this kitchen? Shame on you, it's gone now. Wastelander rule 101: you leave it unattended, he's gonna make sure it doesn't go to waste. Max also hobbles into his room and naps a bit restlessly; he mostly still goes into his favorite shuttle; he hangs around Peggy's room, anxious for her to wake up from her coma; he grumbles and growls at unwelcomed company; he skips out on bathing, skips out on using utensils, chews on his own leg, barks for attention--

I am a professional writer, obviously. )
willynilly: (happiness is to you)
[personal profile] willynilly
Who: Ochako + OTA
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Planetside
When: Nowish?

( video / broadcast; )

Ssssoooo... anybody I know have a license to fly those space cars? I want to learn how to drive one! But they said I have to be 18 to drive it alone, so I need an adult with me. I can get the autopilot versions, but, um. They kind of freak me out? ...Also they suck. They really, really suck.

[did I mention the video image shows the background around her looks like it's upside down? because it totally looks like it is.]

Anyway, let me know if you can help! It can't be that different from a shuttle, and I'm not bad with those! Thanks in advance.

( on the planet; )

[how much do the autopilot hovers suck? Ochako's gone and found out the hard way. she's rented one that is exceptionally glitchy- it really likes to fly upside down, which is why her broadcast looks so weird. This isn't such a terrible thing when your superpower is gravity-erasing, but she can only do that for so long before she loses her lunch, so over the course of the rental she might pass people by doing the following:

1) sitting in her seat, upside down, looking awfully green

2) dangling from her clipped seatbelt like it's a swing, legs kicking

3) carefully climbing down the seatbelt trying to reach the ground

She might need a little bit of help. That's if she doesn't straight-up collide with somebody first. Uh, duck?]

Ah- ahhhh, look out!!
wingedman: (25)
[personal profile] wingedman
Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Starstruck
When: August 1-31

Everyone on the Starstruck is regretting their life and their choices. Why does anyone want to visit this ship again?
mucked: (☂ you sit and try sometimes)
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Who: Peggy Carter and YOU
Broadcast: Audio + Text
Action: Aboard the Starstruck.
When: Evening

[ it's been a long day. long week. long bloody month. and tonight, in the rebuilt space of a bedroom now properly shared, peggy carter is reading a book. not just any book, really. but that's a story for another time. for now, she's prepared to proceed publicly as though nothing is amiss.

in the handful of hours before bed, she takes to the network with a brief puzzle. ]


[ and attached to the text is an audio messsage. ]

I know it's been a little while since the last one -- and some of you lot who most enjoyed them have gone and left. So we'll ease back into it with something simple. Simple, but no less fundamental. Solving it is all well and good but, as always, there are bragging rights up for grabs for anyone who names the source. Fair warning -- English is the native tongue.

And while I've got your attention, I suppose I ought to do my due diligence [ however reluctantly ] and ask whether anyone else has purchased the upgrade which merges two rooms together. It may be worthwhile to swap notes on how those changes came into effect.

[ and that's that. although she'll be awake for a little while yet -- answering messages and putting on a brave face. truth is, things have gone pear-shaped and she's only just realizing how much recovery yet required. those aboard or visiting the starstruck can find her at her desk, hatch left open, in her and steve's newly merged room. ]

( ooc: and because not everyone has the out-of-character time or inclination for codebreaking, here is the quotation peggy's posted using a caesar shift. )
theroadwarrior: (pic#11480654)
[personal profile] theroadwarrior
Who: Max and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck
When: Now-ish! Potential talk of mental health, but who knows! PTSD always, anyway.

[Max is not really social, in the days that follow the calibrations. In fact, he's downright hard to find — even for the Starstruck crew. Not mysteriously so, as there's always a shuttle missing and one can assume Max is marooning himself nearby in space itself, but he's still even more out of sigh than usual. He mainly just checks in to make sure nothing much has changed. Finally, after so much avoidance, he wanders back in and appears to seem... semi-manageable as company.

Or maybe he just got sick of space. Feel free to find him around the Starstruck; he's not leaving it much, if at all. He likes napping on the lounge chair, leaving the record to spin without the needle or a tune. If your character is really quiet they can sneak around him and play something. Or maybe try to stir him. But — wait. What's that? Written in Max's handwriting, there's a little note on the spot beside him.

Such a pleasant note. He's apparently learning after the last few punches or near-punches he's given people.

Or, you might find him with his rather nicely-crafted knee brace off; it's sitting beside him as he sits at his desk, and he's carefully working on a busted part to the shuttle with a melding gun. His bum leg is stretched out, relaxed, with a little TLC — one of those nice icy hot packs to quell the ache. Is that a single solitary beer bottle on the desk? Shucks, he's just having a nice cold one while he works. Or, you know, maybe a cuppa tea he took from the kitchen. Maybe. Maybe you find him in the bathroom, trimming his beard, because he hasn't been cutting it and it's getting way too out of hand. Like his hair, which is currently trying to go down his forehead and eat his eyes.

Anyway. He's had some things on his mind. What better way to ask than a text, so he can possibly ignore replies or disconnect early or take his time building his social gauge again?]


how far has it advanced for you
back home.

doesn't really exist anymore in my world. not a lot other than some natural remedies.

no pharmacies to visit.

anyone need to take them here?

[Just... wondering. He's got a bad knee, after all.

And, well. A bad brain. But he's not about to go into detail about that being a reason he's asking.]

if you were in my head

leave it alone. don't want to talk.
wingedman: (22)
[personal profile] wingedman
Who: Crew of the Starstruck and visitors
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Starstruck
When: July, post-calibrations

[July on the Starstruck is so bright, you gotta wear shades. Good thing everyone has a pair now! In other news, the first mate is in a coma, the captain is hella cranky, and the tunes now feature Lady Gaga and Queen.]
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    mucked: (☂ you have made)
    [personal profile] mucked
    Who: starstruck crew & visitors
    Broadcast: n/a
    Action: aboard the ship
    When: june

    [ another month; another mingle. but there are changes in the air! the starstruck has some fresh crew to boast of, as well as a spiffing new lounge. things have been difficult, lately -- the common area might make for a great place to decompress and socialize with your fellow starstruckers.

    after all, it seems the captain's gone and requisitioned max's record player. for the first week in june, it'll be returned again and again to the new lounge. good luck hiding it from her, rockatanksy.

    ready steady go! ]
    theroadwarrior: (y'all get more shit done than expected)
    [personal profile] theroadwarrior
    Who: Max Rockatansky
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: Starstruck
    When: Today, for a short little glitch post.
    (Also warning for some serious death talk in a thread below.)

    [Max doesn't ask for a lot in life. Food of some kind so he doesn't starve. Water so he doesn't have to drink questionable things when its not there. A lack of ultra violence or cannibals. You know. Typical things. And he's been pretty good about behaving himself, keeping out of the way, not having any issues to speak of.

    And then shit like this happens.

    He's fiddling around at the little desk in the cargo bay when something peculiar happens. His screwdriver sticks to his hand. And no, he's been very hygienic, thank you — more so than usual — so there's really just one reason this is happening. He realizes it about when the empty tea cup on the desk also moves to stick to his arm.


    So it goes. His time on the Starstruck the next few days are terribly bleak for him. See: the multitude of things that have somehow find a strange pulling gravity around him. It's not metal, really, it's anything. He's a Katamari character, and things just sort of fly and stick and he has to pry them off with way too much force necessary. Or they just fall off. In the kitchen, a plate falls off him at last, but shatters on the ground.

    At one point, he just stays in the chair he's at, because if he stands up... Well...

    It's stuck to his ass.

    Records, hair pins, food (ugh), anything people leave behind...

    And yes, people. People also stick to him.

    This is the literal worst day of his life. Obviously. All the trauma that came before this is nothing.]

    don't keep anything sharp or explosive on the starstruck right now.

    might need remedies for nagging captains soon.

    still tempted to saw the augment out of my neck sometimes.
    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! )
    uprightness: (pic#11060298)
    [personal profile] uprightness
    Who: starstruck crew & visitors
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: on board the SS Starstruck
    When: Throughout May

    [ There's a fancy ball coming up so better get those dresses, tuxedos and guns ready. also there's still a ton of pumpkin-themed food all over the place, enjoy alla that. ]
    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. ]
    kill_switch: (pic#10100983)
    [personal profile] kill_switch
    Who: Furiosa and Tyrion, Feris, Kaidan, Max, and maybe you?
    Broadcast: Video
    Action: First Breath hangar
    When: April 17

    [New system, new rules, new opportunities. Furiosa does her exploring and gets a lead to a mining job that pays a little more than some of the others - partly because it's on one of the farther asteroids and through some treacherous pirate territory.]

    [Which Furiosa didn't think she'd have any trouble with, especially if she could flesh out a crew of like-minded individuals.]

    Fleet. Furiosa here. I've got a bite on a mining job out past the main cluster. Needs a few more bodies; I'll be leaving [insert reasonable time here] so meet me in the First Breath hangar before hand and you're in. Good pay.

    [She'll be in the hangar bay doing general maintenance on the shuttle for the extended trip.]

    [[ooc: for this plot]]
    theroadwarrior: (pic#9855933)
    [personal profile] theroadwarrior
    Who: Max and you!
    Broadcast: Video.
    Action: Starstruck.
    When: April 12th! Max's birthday. :)

    (future-dated because I don't know my availability tomorrow lmfao)

    [The screen is black.

    There's quite a lot of shuffling; a sound of cardboard being knocked on or jostled around. Max's tell-tale hummmmmmm is heard. Footfalls. They walk in a circle around the mysterious box. Tap tap. It's suddenly clear: the video feed is inside a box! And slowly, with great caution, the man clearly identified by grumble as Max Rockatansky opens this cardboard box...

    Only to have an explosion of confetti and whistles in his bewildered face.

    He disappears from view for a moment, the sound of a gun cocking and going off, probably scaring any poor soul watching. The top of the box explodes with shotgun buckshot, and as he slowly wanders back over, his brow is furrowed and there's confetti on his head, in his facial fuzz. He slowly reaches down into the box... and pulls out a can of dog food. Dinki-Di's. His confusion is palpable. On the screen, where Max can't see, it flashes in bold, glittery letters:

    The birthday theme plays on the loudspeakers.

    And Max, realizing just what's happening, GROANS IN DISPLEASURE.

    For fuck's sake.

    As he rips the little camera from inside a box filled with dog food cans:]

    [grmblegrumble] Smegheads[grumble] fuck off— [grumble] head up your ass [grumble]

    [... But you can find him later in the Starstruck cargo bay, spooning dog food from a can into his mouth.

    He switches between giving Rock the Dog a spoonful too, of course. He's gotten better about sharing, y'know.]
    mucked: (☂ in that detective motion picture)
    [personal profile] mucked
    Who: Starstruck crew and guests!
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: Aboard the Starstruck
    When: All of April

    [ oi, crew! we've got some upgraded bathrooms this time 'round, so enjoy your extra hot water! and a comfier tub! and some privacy curtains in the changing area, thank goodness. everyone please remind max to actually use the curtains, of course. (right after you remind him to shower!)

    mingle away, starstruckers! don't forget you can still toy around with some of the rumours! ]
    theroadwarrior: <user name=bushyeyebrows> (So then I stabbed him.)
    [personal profile] theroadwarrior
    Who: Max Rockatansky
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: SS Starstruck
    When: Sometime during the event, probs today, w/e w/e.

    [Max is sitting casually in a chair with a messily opened sponsor drop box next to him; he's growing a considerable beard now, looks like. Easily five inches by now. Someone please make him shave it. Anyway, he's sitting very relaxed with a paper in his hands -- a postcard that some of you may inexplicably find left for you, courtesy of the rumor mill and the Atroma. You'll find it reads the following:

    He doesn't read it outloud, but Max doesn't seem too bothered by this revealing of rumors, however. He's chewing on god knows what, rubbing his chin, something bright and colorful sitting in his lap that is not quite visible enough to be identified.]

    ... F'you got some postcard about me...

    Mmm. S'all true. [He SHRUGS.] ... Stole only two chickens, though.

    [Oh, someone's coming into the cargo bay of the SS Starstruck.

    Excuse him, he's lifting up his sponsor gift -- what appears to be something titled BERF GUN on the side.

    The feed ends, but beware, people who enter the cargo bay of the Starstruck may very well be shot by Max Rockatansky.

    By one of these.

    ... It's, uh. Training. For you. Yes, training you for reflexes, and not because he wants to shoot you with foam darts.

    And yes, the whole place will be littered with the those squishy foam bullets. LITTERED.

    He's so fucking happy to be off that water planet, guys.]

    thespaceopera: (drifting)
    [personal profile] thespaceopera
    Who: Everyone!
    Broadcast: If you want!
    Action: Anywhere on Mafik
    When: The month of March

    [Welcome to Mafik, the water world! Hope you brought your best swimming gear and don't have a paralyzing fear of water, because that's all that's here! So get out those wet suits and enjoy life under the sea!

    In other words, it's a mingle! ]

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    theroadwarrior: <user name=bushyeyebrows> (glad max)
    [personal profile] theroadwarrior
    Who: People aboard the Starstruck, visitors and crew alike.
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: SS Starstruck
    When: The month of March!!

    [Just your typical monthly mingle.]

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