selfhelp: ([billy] I definitely need a new codename)
[personal profile] selfhelp
Who: Billy Kaplan + OTA
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Blue Fish
When: Now!

( blue fish )

[...con... fetti? alright, that sure is a thing that just happened. Billy's used to teleporting, but it's never felt quite like this. so weird. everything about this is weird, weird, weird, and coming from him that's saying something.

Reaching around the back of his head, he pats awkwardly at where the augment rests, disturbed, and starts wandering through the halls of the ship. Might as well get acquainted, and maybe make sure he's not just super crazy right now. You never know, where he's from.]

( private; text to kate )

So are my powers busted or are you the only one here?

[Location spell went kinda haywire, whoops.]

( video; fleetwide )

Okay, so, ignoring that this is kind of awful and I hate that I apparently can't teleport myself home...

Any advice for first-timers? Can't say I've watched much reality TV back home. Um, barring that... what's some good places to visit off-ship if you've got like five cents to your name?

It's very, uh. Colourful here.
namisan: (aha you seem to be an idiot)
[personal profile] namisan
Who: Nami and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport, Iskaulit, ze planet
When: 10 September


I'm back.  I don't suppose there's any good news?

[Short and sweet.  She already caught up on all the disaster shenanigans afoot.

If you want to catch her in person at all, she'll be either:

a) on the Bloodsport going through the network entries and being in a generally shitty mood;
b) at the Space Bar taking inventory and catching up on business;
c) organising and purchasing new supplies planetside for the bar like nothing is wrong; or
d) taking her waver out to sea at various points, for scouting and her own peace of mind.

Or wild card me up.  Take your pick.


Actually, she does come back to the network the next day.  She skimmed far enough to look at the dreams, and nearly lost the reference to Eleven's post.  Sister.  Waking up.

That's a dream to do with what's going on...?]


Who remembers the message we got from that last singing planet?

[Because there are some awfully relevant parts to it.]
mongoosecrow: (humming)
[personal profile] mongoosecrow
Who: Gil and OPEN
Broadcast: Network-wide
Action: On the Blameless for in-person interaction
When: Nowish

[When Gil appears on the network he has a deck of cards that he's shuffling as he speaks. The way he handles them shows that he's very comfortable with them, the movement of his hand almost fluid.]

You know what's a great game? Poker. Poker is a fantastic game, and a good way to get to know someone.

What do you fine people say to a regular game meetup? If we could get a group together, it could be a lot of fun.

'Course we'll have to hammer out the rules, even in the Milky Way not every planet or every casino on the same planet play by the same rules. We'd also have to find a place to meet to play, but I think that will be the easy part. Plenty of tables and chairs around.
sonof_mogh: (pissed)
[personal profile] sonof_mogh
Who: Worf and you.
Broadcast: Open.
Action: Marsiva kitchen.
When: Now. 4th of July.

[The feed cuts in showing a rather irritated Klingon tasting some of the "space gel" that the crew are forced to eat as a substitute to real food. He's in the kitchen, having had no choice but to tear himself away from all the memories and strange rooms aboard the ship. Worf isn't good dealing with odd situations like staring into someone's past or trying to get his head around things like that.]

How can anyone call this food? It is tasteless and lacks everything real food has! This is nothing compared to Gagh.

[That's Klingon food. Worms that are alive and move a lot.]

This show has gone on long enough. I demand to know what is happening and why there are these strange memories of people being shown in rooms. If you were a man I would kill you where you stand!

[He's targeting his anger at the network, hoping to get his rage across to the Atroma; his captors. Maybe Worf is just annoyed at the food selection and lack of prune juice. It seems he wants to pick a fight with something or someone.]
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    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.
    cajunspice: (smile)
    [personal profile] cajunspice
    Who: Remy and open.
    Broadcast: Yes.
    Action: Wonderduck.
    When: November 21st.

    [Camera set up and aimed towards him, Remy was in the cargo bay of the Wonderduck, aiming a smile down the lens. There was a medium size box, approximately the size of a suitcase, next to him, the lid open but turned away from the camera for the moment.]

    As part of this latest, ah, gift from some lovely sponsor out there, it actually came with a little spiel that I’m supposed to read. So, [Remy cleared his throat as he squinted to an A4 size piece of what looked like a blue-tinted, translucent piece of plastic, trying to read some glowing writing that was on it.] Also, apologize to the sponsors if I can’t pronounce some of these words… it ain’t exactly English, or French… or ‘ny other language I’ve ever seen.

    ‘Do ya feel ya vigour ain’t what it used to be? Are ya partners losin’ their touch? Then spice up ya love life with,’ [There’s a pause as Remy takes a moment to figure out the next word.] Gnaksxnortl Inc.’s latest line of ‘Passion Products’. Includin’ products for he, she, ey, per, ve, ze, xe, ae, zie, sie, tey, ou,’ [Remy paused as he slid a finger down the panel, the words moving as he scrolled through them.] This kinda goes on for a while, but think ya get the picture...

    ‘So! Please ‘njoy this free sampler for ya ‘nd ya crews, ‘nd let the,’ [Remy struggles not to grin as he kept reading aloud, taking a moment to compose himself again.] ‘’nd let the Passion wash over ya.’

    So... [Putting down the tablet, Remy again grinned at the camera.] ‘nyone needin’ ‘ny contraceptives or similar products? I mean, ‘m grateful for a restock, but be a little unfair not to share the, ah, love ‘round. [He managed to get through most of that with a straight face, a hint of a smile showing up at the end.]
    benames: (pic#10209995)
    [personal profile] benames
    You are cordially invited to Cisco and Winn's Not-Too-Terrifying Halloween Costume Party!

    Who: everyone ( yes, you too!)
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: aboard the Iskaulit!
    When: current

    [ on the night of the 28th, the lecture hall will open its gates though it'll look remarkably different. Winn and Cisco would have decorated the corridors leading to it with Jack-o'-lanterns made from the pumpkins gathered at the little patch on the planet. The hall itself will be similarly decorated, along with other traditional scary Halloween decorations made from paper and fabric ( don't ruin the little paper spiders, they took hours to make! ). There will be music from various times of Earth-1 and Earth-3, so don't be surprised to find Lady Gaga playing alongside the Spice Girls! Feel free to make requests or otherwise, just show your skills on the dance floor!

    There will be a bar run by Nami offering free sodas, though you'll have to pay for your own alcohol ( remember, don't drink and fly! ). Alongside the bar, characters will find a few tables offering candy from Earth-1 won by Cisco at the game room with a little sign reading TAKE ONE, LEAVE SOME FOR OTHERS and quite a lot of space chips and protein dips as well as various candy from all over the different planets ( cleverly hoarded by Winn! ) and a large selection of pumpkin pies and pumpkin treats. Characters will also find a line leading to Cisco's trusty ice cream machine, though it'll only offer peanut butter flavored sorbet.

    At the corner of the hall there will be a karaoke machine with a little sign-up sheet. Characters could sign up solo or in groups and list the song they'd like to sing. Keep in mind though, the entire hall will be able to hear your rendition of Sexy and I Know it!

    Adventure-seeking characters will be able to follow signs reading HAUNTED HOUSE and reach a large hall that was turned into a maze by large cardboard blocks painted black or covered by dark fabrics. Making it out of the maze won't be too hard and the maze itself won't be too frightening but will be mildly startling. It'll include some nifty engineered animatronics of witches, scarecrows, scary clowns and skeletons as well as holograms of ghosts! The song featured in the invitation will also be heard here, on repeat. It's a good break from the dancing and for some private conversations and moments.

    Remember, costume are mandatory! you don't want to be caught by tonight's pumpkin kings, do you? ]
    sansseraph: (And see through angel's eyes (3))
    [personal profile] sansseraph
    Who: ALL O' Y'ALL
    Broadcast: If you want
    Action: FRICK YEAH PARTY AT THE JUNKYARD...I mean, Waystation. Junkstation.
    When: 10/07 - Event End

    It looks more like a junk heap than a waystation, but luckily there aren't any math fetishists to add you to the pile (hopefully). Talk to the scavengers and heed their warnings...if you want. Or perhaps you'll approach a shady individual for purchasing or selling stuff.

    "Welcome, stranger!"

    5th Shuffle

    Oct. 2nd, 2016 07:15 pm
    cajunspice: (:/)
    [personal profile] cajunspice
    Who: Remy LeBeau and open.
    Broadcast: Video.
    Action: On the Vanquish, Rogue’s room.
    When: Now.

    Ahh, [There is some adjusting of the camera before Remy gets it right, balancing it in just a way so he could place it down away from him and still leave it filming. It wasn’t a happy face that appeared on the feed this time around as he took a seat on a bed that wasn’t his own and in a setting that wasn’t his room.] Guess since no one has yet, up to me to break the bad news. Seems Rogue has left.

    She, ah, [Oh, this was tough. He had gone around to annoy his best friend, having not had a chance to catch up of late, and had brought his three little annoyances in the form of the kittens along with him to meet her, only to find her room mostly empty of its items and no signs of her.] Well, seems she’s left a few things for people here. Kitty, Kurt, Clay, Winter, Loki. [He moves to pick the camera up again, turning it around onto the selection on the bed, including several books, a makeup set, her mpc player, a necklace. Some items have a note on them, others don’t.] I’ve kinda gathered them up ‘nd left them on her bed for ya’ll to pick up when ya able to.

    [The camera turns back to him again as he throws on a smile, but it is rather forced, the angle of the camera showing Rogue's guitar she had gotten from the gifting tree resting over his legs.] Hopefully she’s gone back home ‘nd... well, not got caught up in ‘ny of this again. And, hey, she’s got a good home to go back to, I know, ‘ve seen her future. She does a lot of good work, really does her team proud, 'nd helps a lot of people out. Hell, saves the whole world. Kinda hard to beat that for a welcome home party.
    cajunspice: (Kitties)
    [personal profile] cajunspice
    Who: Remy and open.
    Broadcast: Yes.
    Action: WonderDuck.
    When: Now.

    Ah, I guess first things first, gotta apologize to fellow Ducks that we goin’ to get less room on the ship now, ‘cause I just got these guys. [The camera pans away from Remy’s face to reveal three little kittens, all huddled together and looking a little lost as they sat on his bed on the WonderDuck.] There was a breeder in the Savvy guild who was raisin’ pest huntin’ pets, ‘nd these three were considered runts of the litter. Said they were too small ‘nd weak ‘nd was just goin’ to off them, ‘nd, well, couldn’t be havin’ that now.

    So, wanna ‘ntroduce ya’ll to Figaro, [The camera moves, zooming in on each kitten as he names them off.], Oliver, ‘nd Lucifer. Hopefully they'll make great crew mates.

    Also, ya know, if 'nyone got tips for keepin' cats, that be well welcomed too.
    universal_charm: (dark_sunlight)
    [personal profile] universal_charm
    Who: Jim Kirk & You
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: Yes, on the Tourist
    When: Now (that is, Friday)

    [ It's a strange feeling, waking up and staring at a ceiling that he instinctively knows is on a ship. He hasn't looked at one of those in awhile, mostly because his ship was still being built. He had been able to tour some parts of her, but she was far from complete, and certainly nowhere near ready for him to move into. So why? Why was there something familiar about this ceiling? He had seen it before, he was sure, nagging at the back of his mind -

    The Fleet.

    It struck him like a slap, making him gasp, and he sat up sharply, looking down at himself, wrapped in his survival suit of all things. He touched the raised silver crest of Star Fleet, trying to wrap his mind around the notion he was back on the Tourist. How long had it been? Almost three years? He had just celebrated his birthday, so, yes, three years...

    Looking around he located the communicator, flipping it open, remembering the motions easily enough as he keyed up the video and looked in. It's to late by the time he realizes that he has a crown settled into his somewhat fluffier hair and a bright red lipstick mark on his cheek. Who-? Well, whatever, everyone will just get to see him attempt to rub the lipstick off as he speaks, crown, for the moment, remaining where it was. ]

    Uh - hello everyone. I'm not sure how much time as passed here, so I suppose I should start with introductions. My name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk, U.S.S. Enterprise, though feel free to call me Jim. I was here once before, but I suppose at some point I got sent home.

    It's been three years for me. So, if possible, I wouldn't mind a roll call of who all is here - and exactly how much time has passed for you all.

    Kirk, out.

    [ He turns off the communicator and gets up slowly, stretching, making his way for the kitchen and wondering if that cantankerous coffee machine was still here and functioning, and if it had been tamed. He hoped so. He desperately needed coffee. Maybe something more too. Yes, definitely something more.

    Irish coffee it was Or as close as he could get it. ]
    touchofrogue: (Lounging | Do Go On)
    [personal profile] touchofrogue
    Who: Rogue + Anyone Else
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: Yes
    When: 8/8/16

    [Rogue was in the kitchen, thrilled to be well enough to be doing her job, when there was an unexpected sponsor drop. It was little more than a shoe box, and to her shock - and dread - she saw it was addressed to her.

    Well, it wasn’t going to just go away on its own, so she opened it up to find a selection of pink, sparkly, tiaras. And a note: We hope these help you celebrate your special day! Put one on and smile for the camera -- PP&Co.

    You had to be kidding her. Rogue made a disgusted face and got back to work. She was trying to make a chocolate cake. Once she got the concoction in the oven, however, she took a picture of several of the tiaras and sent out a general text message:]

    Free to a good home.

    [Later on, she puts on a deceptively simple short dress and heads out to the Iskaulit -- twenty-five. Geeze. That definitely deserved a drink. She never thought she’d live this long.]
    forsometimenow: (join the sgc they said)
    [personal profile] forsometimenow
    Who: Jennifer Keller and you
    Broadcast: Flootwide
    Action: Wonderduck, if despired
    When: NOW

    [When Jennifer opens the feed, a very canine whine can be heard in the background, and Jennifer reaches back to soothe Naga and offer her a squeaky Flootemon toy that looks suspiciously like Beartic before speaking.]

    So, uhm, does anyone know how to take care of a polar bear dog? Korra's in cryosleep, and I think Naga's feeling upset and restless without her. I've never had so much as a normal puppy before, so I don't know the first thing about dog care, much less... polar bear dog care. Any advice would be appreciated, thanks.
    touchofrogue: (King of Hearts)
    [personal profile] touchofrogue
    Who: Rogue and anyone who likes!
    Broadcast: Yes, text, first part
    Action: Yes, second part!
    When: Today

    [In the weeks since Rogue woke up from her coma, she found that: a) dealing with atrophied muscles really sucked, but she at least had her feet underneath her again; b) they were on a planet with space invaders and going down there chronically endangered every single native and she hated it; c) many people were gone.

    It hurt. It hurt enough to drive her to public communication. She writes:]

    Okay, so for those of ya who've been at this for a while... I'm comin' up on eight years in one of these interdimensional sewer stops, an' I know we're supposed ta be stay positive but sometimes... positive just doesn't cut it. Here, in no particular order, are my top five reasons for why these places are the worst. Feel free to share your own.

    5. Even when something changes, nothing ever changes.
    4. Old faces are new faces.
    3. The absolute boredom only spiced with moments of sheer terror.
    2. Explainin' the same old 'stuckness' ta every new face.

    [Everybody leaves. She can't quite bring herself to write that down, though, and so temporarily abandons the post to get back on the Iskaulit and train. She heads to the gym to do very basic strength training exercises over and over and over again. At least she's gotten so she can do this on her own, but Rogue is still far from satisfied with her progress.

    Much later, she'll be at Nami's bar, ordering some food and, finally, checking the journal to see if she has any responses to her list.]
    touchofrogue: (Default)
    [personal profile] touchofrogue
    Who: Rogue and anyone else!
    Broadcast: Part B, yes
    Action: Part A, Vanquish, yes
    When: Tonight!

    [ Action, Rogue's room on the Vanquish, and later around the ship. ]

    [When Rogue woke up, she knew something was wrong. Little things were off about her room and when she tried to raise her head, her arms felt like noodles. What - what happened? Why was she so weak?

    If anyone is in her room, she could probably use some help getting out of bed...

    Later, she will be walking very slowly down the halls, leaning hard on the wall, in order to get to the kitchen. Has anyone seen her captain? Her co-chef? Her brother?]

    [ Video, Broadcast ]

    All right, I'm up. I heard all the 'beauty sleep' jokes already, so try a new one. What'd I miss? Fill a gal in.

    [She's hoping that this will also serve as a role call. After all, she's pretty sure it'd been over a month, and she knows how people come and go.]
    pain_train: (i've felt better)
    [personal profile] pain_train
    Who: Wrath (and maybe you?)
    Broadcast: Entire fleet
    Action: Windrose medlab, she ain't goin anywhere
    When: June 11 (four days after this mess)


    extra large protein lovers pizza
    ++ spicy soypperoni
    + red chilies
    ++ mazer beer ipa or equivalent 1 6pack

    5 strippers
    pref male
    ++ purple body glitter
    ++ portable sound system
    + boa constrictor

    deliver to: lt wrath, windrose


    [She doesn’t quite know how bad she looks, but she knows how bad she feels. There is no way the people in the fleet need to see this. So it’s audio only. Wrath’s words slur faintly, like someone who is profoundly tired rather than drunk. Chems do that to her.]

    Hey everyone. Um. I had an accident and I’m gonna be… down for a little while. I know I wanted to do a coffee thing for all my brother soldiers but… that’s gonna have to wait. Til I’m on my feet again. Really sorry, guys. But it’ll happen. Just a little later.

    Anyway like last time I was in traction I just ordered pizza and strippers, but I tried to do that here and it doesn’t work? And there’s no pudding or nurses. So I’m kind of super bored since I can’t move around right now. So anyone want to like… watch vids or play games or something? I could maybe figure out how to do chess on the network. Or ask someone for help. Or tell stories. Or like. Visitors would be nice? Yeah.

    Officer Snuggles says hi, everyone. [The fox yips.] And. Um. Bye~

    Action under the cut )
    revivo: (six.)
    [personal profile] revivo
    Who: Blameless crew + visitors
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: Aboard the Blameless
    When: May

    [time to get your mingle on, people lacking blame and friends!]

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