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[personal profile] universal_charm
Who: Jim Kirk & Anyone
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Tourist if you want to speak to him in person
When: Now! Right now!

[ The video comes on and Kirk fills the screen, looking somewhere between perturbed and amused, maybe even a touch confused. Or was it miffed? Either way it's a slightly odd expression and just to his left is sitting a basket most everyone should be familiar with now. It is opened, though the food stuffs is left untouched (for now - he's not Looma, okay?).

He picks one of the items up off the table beside him and holds it up - it's a picture of a bird with some words atop it that read: 'I took a calculated risk, but man, am I bad at math' and titled on the frame as "Self Portrait". ]


I feel this is a very sassy and unwarranted attack on my character, Atroma. Is there something you're trying to tell me?
tough_love: (No words only rage)
[personal profile] tough_love
Who: Looma Red Wind
Broadcast: Video! And open to everyone. Everyone.
Action: Anyone on the Bishop I guess? If they want?
When: Backdated to the 10th

[After seeing to her new captain-y obligations, and figuring out who the new people on the ship are, Looma's got some important business to take care of. Very important business. She's set her comm down and everything, and look at that she's still got her nicely wrapped little gift basket in one hand! Though it doesn't look like she's so much as opened it yet.]

It has not escaped my notice that our new hosts have provided us with gifts. And, as I know they are watching us, I believe it is only appropriate I express my gratitude as directly as possible.

[Which...involves opening an airlock for some reason. Okay. Oh, yep, she's just tossing her beautifully wrapped gift basket right on in there isn't she- and glaring so hard at the camera the entire time you'd swear she was trying to burn a hole in it. Once the door's sealed, it's just one angry button smash before the whole thing's just shot right out into space. Didn't even break eye contact, either.]

I trust that should suffice.
candothat: (└[ ◕ 〜 ◕ ]┘)
[personal profile] candothat
Who: Pavel Chekov and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist and/or Iskaulit
When: From the Great Shuffle through July


[video]

It was kind of our hosts to give us gifts after keeping us on the Marsiva and making us share far, far too much with each other, but...

[The Russian pulls his lovely gift basket into view. In addition to the candies and fudge and pickled herring (he is grateful for all of these things, thank you space hosts), there are a few additional items that he is less amused by.]

Did anyone else find their choice in gifts, er... slightly insulting?

Although it was thoughtful of them, I admit, to provide a shirt [it says "I <3 bad boys," for the Russian speakers out there] for my girlfriend to wear once I grow her.

[Sarcasm. That was definitely sarcasm.]


[action]

[If Pavel isn't poking around his quarters on the Tourist, then he's going for a run on the Iskaulit. In either case, he is making no real effort to be sociable. It's not that he doesn't want to talk to people, it's just that there are a lot of things that he doesn't want to talk about. Everyone knows that the only sure way to avoid certain topics of conversation is to avoid talking entirely.

Any attempts on his part to keep quiet will fail miserably if he's approached. Being a person who likes other people is so hard sometimes.]



[ooc: If you, like me, wanted to do ALL of the Calibration things but grossly overestimated your ability to do so, you're welcome to browse Chekov's memories and handwave your character seeing any of the unmarked ones.]
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  • (last updated: 6/18/17)
    cajunspice: (08)
    [personal profile] cajunspice
    Who: Remy and open.
    Broadcast: Fleetwide.
    Action: Marsiva.
    When: Until ship placement.

    [This was not his bunk, and he was not getting woken up in the manner he normally did; which was three hungry kitten voices complaining Remy hadn’t gotten up early enough to feed them. It was rather nice actually, getting to sleep in a bit without the sounds of others moving around the ship or pets bouncing around outside his door and running up and down the halls. Though if he thought about it, Remy would think it was all too quiet…

    Peeking an eye open and letting it search around, he quickly recognized this as not his room on the Wonderduck, or Kirk’s on the Tourist. It was a room he hadn’t seen for quite some time; the Marsiva, and that, that didn’t make sense. Pushing himself upright to sit on the bunch, he ran a hand through his hair to try and move it into something resembling neatness while his other went searching for his com. Giving into his vanity and taking a moment to make sure he was semi presentable, he hit the buttons to send out a video.]


    So, did I miss a notice or something ‘bout us switching up ships? Would be nice if they gave us some warnin’ rather than movin’ us ‘round places. Also ‘ssume m’ three brats be stored ‘way somewhere safe, guessin’ the pet clinic on here. 'til I know what's goin' on, think will be makin' most of the coffee on board.
    tallasaking: (I ... did not expect that)
    [personal profile] tallasaking
    [Tyrion's face appears on the screen, scarred and faintly bemused, as he peers at the feed, then shifts something off to the side. Some sort of computing device. He shifts it again, and the screen changes, narrows, with a small bit of scripts running along the top. He sighs, shakes his head a little.]

    I need someone who has the communications augment. This ... this is not secure enough. It is secure, but not secure absolutely. Which is what we require.

    [He grumbles, and goes back to fiddling with wires.]
    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.
    edwinjarvis: (pic#11057731)
    [personal profile] edwinjarvis
    Who: Jarvis and you
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: N/A (unless you have an idea for something!!)
    When: Now-ish. Before everything goes horribly later for us all.

    Oh, I've finally figured this whole texting thing out; quite an incredible thing, electronic writing! ヽ(´▽`)/

    I do miss the smell of fresh paper and the way ink settles on paper as you write, but I cannot deny this is positively enjoyable.

    Look at what a young gentleman from the last waystation had shown me. They are all the craze in Japan, I've been told! o(^▽^)o

    The idea is using symbols to create faces. (♥o♥)

    A means of conveying emotion without relying solely on punctuation or italics or what have you. 

    I feel so very old already, and I'm not even 40!! ⊙﹏⊙ I suppose I'll be very old myself when these things finally start to evolve.

    ヾ(・ω・*)ノ Please tell me, from those in later years, what sort of changes to writing has happened since the 1940's? The progress is so very impressive.

    If you will excuse me! I must complete my ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ daily gym visit, but I will reply ASAP.

    As soon as possible, that is. :))))


    ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)

    (╭ರᴥ•́) I believe this one is a dog in a monocle.
    takingkarabusiness: (Default)
    [personal profile] takingkarabusiness
    Who: Touristas, visitors, and friends.
    Broadcast: probably not
    Action: S.S. Tourist
    When: June!

    [ The ship! It mingles in a month! Happy summer, happy calibrations, let's boogie ]

    Video

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    VIDEO

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

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

    He will be sorely missed.

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

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


    THE TOURIST

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

    DAMN IT!

    [ The shout, followed by the sharp crash of glass shattering against a wall, the wet slop of liquid hitting the floor. Then silence. ]
    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! )
    passingthrough: (X Marks the Spot)
    [personal profile] passingthrough
    Who: Twin Roses Crew & Visitors (so everyone!)
    Broadcast: Nope!
    Action: Twin Roses, be there or be...somewhere else probably.
    When: May

    [People have left. People have come. The Twin Rose mingles onward and upward! Visitors welcome!]
    takingkarabusiness: (melissa-bonist-supergirl-2780157)
    [personal profile] takingkarabusiness
    Who: Tourists & visitors!
    Broadcast: n/a
    Action: The Tourist
    When: the month of May!

    [ Don't mind the smoke alarm going off in the kitchen. Or the woman frantically pulling a cupcake tin out of the smokey oven. Or the fact that she's doing it with bare hands. Don't mind any of it.





    [ Or perhaps you're mingling on the ship at a different time and you miss this baking disaster altogether ]

    Ugh! Why can't I get this right?
    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 ]
    passingthrough: (Relaxed - Enjoyment)
    [personal profile] passingthrough
    Who: Kitty and everyone else!
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: Twin Roses
    When: Now, soon, wheneverish

    [The video kicks on from an odd angle but you see a woman's hands trying to scrap the paint off of a musical triangle. They are silver except for the part where they are covered in tiny pink and red hearts. Love triangles! When that doesn't seem to be working she takes two of them and slides them into each other. Except she does it in a way that break the laws of physics. Solid matter is slipping through other solid matter. Then she removes one of her hands and they simply freeze that way. She picks up another one, continuing her sculpture.]

    Hmm? [A hand moves toward the screen as she picks up her communicator, revealing Kitty's face.] Who turned you on? Right. Silly question.

    Hi, everyone. I guess the Atroma wanted you to be in on this. Soooo, I have a crate of triangles for all you music lovers or people who might want to repurpose the metal. Let me know.

    Oh, and as long as I'm here, the dance studio is officially up and running on the Iskaulit. Or up and just sitting there like studios tend to do. I'll post a sign up sheet on the door with some various types of dance I can feasibly teach. So mostly ballet, modern, and I'll give ballroom a shot since it's going to be the most popular. But go ahead and use the space to practice or perform when there isn't a class going on.

    [She means to end the feed there, but a text she had nothing to do with goes out afterward.]

    Kitty is actually 10 cats stacked on each other.

    Kitty is a ghost—she's dead and she can walk through walls.

    Ironically, Kitty likes it doggy style.

    Kitty is so tough Chuck Norris is scared of her.

    Kitty is secretly growing catnip in the Twin Roses garden.

    Kitty is in a love triangle with Winn and C̷̨̞̫̗̭͎̳͉̟͔̍͜h̷̡̡͖̜̉͂̀̎̂͂̂́̀͆̋́́͋͒͜e̴̡̱̱̍̈͜k̶̙̰̜̹̠̤̹̀̋͋̒͐͊̋͋̎̔͘͘͝͠o̶̥̬̖͙̠̞͕͙̦̜̺̰̜̯͙̽̒͑̀̔̉̎͂v̸̢̧͕̯͈͉̥̫̤̪̥̯̍͛̚


    [She manages to slightly distort the end of the message.]
    dancingmd: (why aren't we all being interrogated?)
    [personal profile] dancingmd
    Who: Beverly Crusher, Ezri Dax, James Kirk, Leonard McCoy, and Pavel Chekov - and you, should you like to stop by!
    Broadcast: video
    Action: Málum
    When: April 5

    [So Beverly may or may not have taken a few tequila shots. And she may or may not be quite drunk and affectionately effusive about... everything. Thus she has something Very Important to tell the Fleet, which she does from inside Málum with some of her Starfleet companions around. Thankfully, one of them is holding the camera or this feed would be a lot more intolerably shaky.

    It's also one of the rare times you'll find her in her Starfleet Uniform.]


    Today! [Beverly claps her hands together.] Today is an important holiday back home - First Contact Day! It marks the time when humans finally launched the first spaceship powered by warp drive and that was also the same day we met the Vulcans. [She frowns, her thoughts coming more slowly than is usual.] I don't think we've had any Vulcans here in the fleet, unless it was a long time ago before I came. Which is really weird when you stop to think about it, that there's been Humans and Cardassians and Trill but no Vulcans. Or anybody else really. Vulcans kind of look like elves so I've often wondered if maybe they are but just so many universes removed that it's not quite the same.

    [Clearly someone is giving her A Look from behind the camera and she points an admonishing finger at them.]

    I'm getting there! [She straightens up and pats her hair, getting back into "lecture" mode.] What probably many of you don't know, is that I saw all of this, first hand, the last time I went home. You see there were the Borg - only we're not going to go into them because this is supposed to be a celebration - and they were trying to go back in time to ruin the warp ship so the Vulcans wouldn't come down to see us so of course we had to go stop them even though we're not supposed to time travel - and for good reason too, it's a pain in the ass. One time Mark Twain followed us onto the Enterprise and it was this whole thing though I guess it worked out all right in the end because then he wrote A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court so that's good. And he really was very nice and understanding of why he couldn't tell anyone what he saw.

    [Another pause as she tries to figure out why she started talking about Mark Twain. Ah! Right!]

    So anyway we had to go back in time to stop the Borg and so we met Zefram Cochrane who invented the warp drive and he was completely not like any of us expected and you know, sometimes they say you shouldn't meet your heroes? We'd all been taught about what a great genius he was, and that's true, but I guess they didn't really want to mention in the history books that he really liked to party and building the ship wasn't some noble, selfless endeavor to advance science - it was a difficult time in human history, and he needed the money. But that's the beautiful thing isn't it? People are complicated and may not always be what you expect but they still can do great things. And that's really what First Contact Day is about, celebrating the amazing things we've already done and the things we'll do in the future too. Together.

    [This nerd, y'all. You should come party with her.]
    edwinjarvis: kid (pic#11064369)
    [personal profile] edwinjarvis
    Who: Edwin Jarvis (as a small fella) and you!
    Broadcast: Voice
    Action: SS Tourist, SS Starstruck, Iskaulit
    When: From about March 22nd, a week onward.

    ... Sorry Tourist, make your own food for the week.



    SS TOURIST

    [Jarvis' day is the same as it always is. He gets up, makes breakfast, does a bit of laundry and tidies the ship wherever he sees fit — then work at the bar, the gym visits, making a half-sea-food dinner, and so on. It's a normal week, yes? Or perhaps not. The next day, there is no breakfast. Then no tidying or laundry. Then no dinner. It seems, without having left the roster, Jarvis has all but vanished from the SS Tourist.

    Or perhaps he hasn't quite vanished. For you see, hidden up under his bed as he's been for hours now is a small boy of about eight or nine, wearing a rather too large robe, his hands in anxious fists tucked up by his face. He hasn't come out yet, because his nerves are rather... fried. Yours would be too, if you were a small kid and you woke up suddenly in a steel trap of sorts! He is mortified and at a complete loss, and all he can assume is that he's been abducted. Perhaps a ransom! Oh, his mind dances through a million paranoid thoughts. His mum and dad must have bothered someone terribly. They must've closed a door in someone's face and they want revenge. This is a lair from a villainous hideout, it must be so.

    His stomach gurgles but he holds steadfast, as he fidgets with the device in front of him. It had been on the desk beside his bed, and he was interested in what it could do — and some part of him knows, in theory, how it works. And that is very frightening, because he's never seen something like this before in his entire life!!

    He slams down the device, frustrated tears blooming in his eyes.]


    [Audio]

    [A hushed voice:]

    Oh, don't cry — don't cry now, it won't do any good...

    [He sniffs hard, and seems to be steeling himself. For a moment.

    Even so — ]


    ... I want to go home...

    [Eventually, sooner or later, somehow, someway, he will be out from under that cursed bed of doom and gloom and sit a day late at the table in the kitchen. But he doesn't cook, or clean, or anything of the sort. He sits with his hands off the table (impolite to put them there), sitting straight in his chair, unsure if he should... be waiting for someone to come in and make food, or if he... needs to make his own...

    He's not very good at making things, yet.

    Eventually he does grab a plate of... a block of some kind of gel. He wrinkles his nose but eventually gives in, and though he thinks the taste is just terrible, he is determined to eat every bite; wasting food is unsightly. He's a good boy. He would never. So to enjoy it forcefully, he hums a little tune as he eats, swinging his feet just a little. Nobody is around to see his poor etiquette, so... it's okay to be a little less rigid at the table, right?]


    SS STARSTRUCK / ISKAULIT

    [AT SOME POINT... Peggy will sniff him out. Which is probably way sooner than later, but anyway. Edwin is terribly curious now, despite his anxiety surrounding this... impossible place. He had investigated the Starstruck's cargo bay with some interest. Some strange and frightening man with a habit of grunting answers gave him some delicious dessert, and he wandered freely with the promise of being the most well-behaved kid in all of space.

    ... Well, he did fiddle with the teleporter a bit...

    And ended up aboard the Iskaulit rather abruptly.

    Which sparked great panic in the hall of the ship.]


    How do I go back?! Oh, I've mucked it up! Stupid, Edwin — they'll be so cross with me!

    [If I hit buttons enough, will that fix the problem? No?

    Okay, time to roam the ship nervously then.]


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