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[personal profile] pain_train
Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Text to the fleet
Action: On the Heron
When: now!


[Wrath's sleep hours aren't the most regular, though she has a definite routine that she keeps to. This is a break in that routine. Weird hour, still in her fluffy pink pajamas, she's sitting in the dining area with a cup of some godawful, bright pink concoction steaming in her hand. She also looks exhausted.

Not drinking it. Alternating between staring in the middle distance and sketching something on a small tablet.

Officer Snuggles is at her feet, and as much as a fox can look worried, he does.]


hey everyone so

what does it mean when you can remember a dream i never remember my dreams but i kind of had one i did

are dreams always weird and bad

and waking up feeling like you've been screaming is normal right cause that happens a lot but i never remembered why til now

do you dream about places you've never been or seen or stuff like that how does it work

thank you for your answers
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[personal profile] all7seas
Who: Jack Sparrow and Anyone
Broadcast: Yes, unfortunately.
Action: It COULD lead to action on Kayann, which is where Jack is at the moment. It's much better than being stuck on the Bishop with Looma and mean people who hate Jenga. (Looking at YOU, Pidge Gunderson.)
When: Later in the evening of the 16th.

"New fruity floot loops
Slooping in a groovy suit
Gloop 'em in a new boot
Or sling 'em in a pie.

Rooty-tooty floot loops
Drooping in a blue soup
Mooping in some newt poop!
Floot Loops til we die!"

[It's a poem. Jack wrote it. And now he's reciting it over and over again. To you.]
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[personal profile] onlyanapple
Who: Crowley and You!!!
Broadcast: Network wide
Action: Goldstone
When: Right now!

[The feed opens to Crowley, looking exceptionally smug with himself. That is the first sign that he's been up to something, honestly. He's spent the vast majority of the last few weeks bouncing between being absolutely plastered and working on a project.]

Hello people. Some of you might have noticed we have an interesting selection of games on our lovely network [he clicks a button and oh look, it's an annoying popup on your screen. Did the network have popups before? Doesn't matter, it does now] you have me to thank for that. I appreciate thanks in alcohol and gaudy jewellery for Felix.

Anyway, I decided to create a special little new something for you people. Seen as there's all sorts of relationship drama going on in the Fleet, I thought something like this might purge your systems of it a little bit. Worth a shot, right?

[Another annoying popup, this one announcing a game called Space Sweeties - and those from a certain point in time might recognise it as one of those ridiculous text dating simulator games. There's a selection of different beings, male, female and other - all prime for your date-sona to romance them in their space station. It's ridiculous and tacky as hell- multiple secret endings and complex puzzles galore. Like all of the games Crowley bring to the network, it's a massive time sink.

This is what happens when Allen leaves. Crowley does questionable things.

You're welcome! Enjoy yourselves. I'm curious to see who will manage to get the good end for Raynelex the Third from the planet Betamax. Do let me know if you find it.

[[ooc: Feel free to make up ANY characters within the game, be creative, have fun!]]
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[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.
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[personal profile] pain_train
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Paisley
When: Right this very minute, until the shuffle happens

[She wakes up all at once, disoriented, because this isn't her familiar bunk on the Windrose, and the comfortable, warm weights of Jellybean and Officer Snuggles are missing. It also, thank fuck, doesn't look like any place she knows in Proles. Wrath staggers around the room for a circuit, tries the door, oh shit it's locked, and--

It takes a second for her never-quite-the-same memory to identify where the hell she's ended up: she's on the Marsiva.


It's a little disquieting, because everything is arranged exactly how she remembered before. But she knows what's going on this time, right?


And just as she's gathering her thoughts to try to speak coherently for a broadcast... BANG. A little spray of confetti--she remembers this part, kind of--and she's on the bridge of a ship, but it's not her ship, and she's even more confused. She whips around, trying to figure out where the hell she even is.]

...what the fuck is even going on?

[She is still so very, very confused.]

Um. Hi everyone! It's me. Wrath. First officer of the Windrose.

[This is dumb. Everyone already knows who you are, Wrath.]

I mean. You know that already. But. Um. Does anyone know why I was on the Marsiva and then... still not on my ship? Did I get my ass killed or something?

Um. And Captain Vision, sorry. For whatever I did to end up here. I didn't mean it. Unless I did mean it at the time, and then I'm just really, really sorry and I'll be even sorrier as soon as I can remember.
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[personal profile] passingthrough
Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Broadcast — Earlier than now for planning
Action: Hotel Corona — Winn's birthday / NYE party!
When: Action — Dec. 31 / New Year's Eve

[Broadcast (open to everyone but Winn)]
At the risk for earning a reputation as a party planner, I have a thing for everyone to attend again. Don't worry, lots of other people are helping pull it together. It's going to be on New Year's Eve, but the real event is the countdown to Winn's birthday which is also on the first. It's going to be in a club we rented out for this in the red shift district. Starts around seven-ish. Ends when you pass out?

It's kind of a surprise maybe? At least the part where it's for his birthday. And if you don't know Winn but you still want to come that's fine too. You can trade a gift for Winn for a free drink at the bar. Otherwise, bring some money. Cake's on us though.

[Birthday/New Year's Party]
[The space is well decorated and so glittered you can probably tell Wrath was part of the team putting this together. Lots of Winn's friends came out to help whether it was getting decorations up, managing food, music, or chipping in to buy out the space and a drink for anyone bringing a gift. Not to mention drinks for the birthday boy all night.

There's a table for presents and another one with a spread of openly available food though the bar has appetizers you can buy too. There's a big cake at one end because of course there is and some punch that didn't start the night spiked at least. There's space for dancing and a karaoke machine set up on a small raised platform for those who want to try their hand at entertainment.

The night really kicks off when Winn walks in and instead of a balloon drop there's a fluffy blue stuffed bear drop. Feel free to take one of those home. There are a lot.

When midnight comes closer some people will file out to one of the observation areas to get a good view of the nebula for the big countdown. Bring your own person to kiss!
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[personal profile] courageinlaughter
Who: Pinkie Pie and You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Caprine
When: Hearth's Warming Morning

[Friends of a certain tiny pink pony has been quiet this month. For the most part she's been staying either on the Caprine or the icy planet, only visiting the hotel to buy baking supplies in an act of defiance against the Atroma. She HAS been busy with something, though, and after a month of labor her project is finally ready to be unveiled. One morning, everyone on the Caprine, as well as all of Pinkie's friends on the other ships (and even Sokka), will wake up to a tiny little package placed at the door to their rooms: tiny dolls in the likeness of the recipient and... carved out of solid rock? Hopefully this broadcast sheds some light on things.]

Morning, everybody, and Happy Hearth's Warming, and all the other holidays you guys have this year! Allen mentioned it earlier this month, but Hearth's Warming is a holiday back in Equestria where Cheesy and I are from. It's to celebrate how the three pony tribes stopped fighting with each other and used friendship to stop Windigos from freezing everything solid!

[Yeeup, pony history can be horrifying if you think about it too long.]

One of our traditions is putting dolls over the hearth, so here you guys go: one Pie Family-style Hearth's Warming doll! I know the ships don't really have fireplaces, somewhere high up and warm should work too! Love you guys tons, and Happy Hearth's Warming!

[And with that the video ends. Feel free to call or visit her back to share the holiday spirit!]
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[personal profile] hot4engines
Who: Kaylee Frye and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden or at the Hotel Corona if you desire
When: December 26th

[Kaylee is looking a little sour faced when she opens the broadcast. She's proudly wearing the little wrench necklace Takeshi gave her for Christmas, but then pans down to show a whole crate full of cheap-looking mechanic's tools. There's a pocket socket set, a hot pink set of coveralls, and various other implements, including, strangely, a bag of novelty bottle openers. They're all... quite colorful, having neon-colored handles, and have prominent sponsor logos on them.]

Now look, I ain't trying to look a gift horse in the mouth, but is there a reason for all the pink? I'm findin' it's hard enough getting people at this hotel to take me and my mechanic ability seriously, and this might make it a bit harder. Also, tools is usually a dull color 'cause they get dirty easily, so I'd be ruining the present pretty quick. Is this really the kind of cra... stuff the sponsors send us?


Dec. 24th, 2016 12:50 am
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[personal profile] tallasaking
[Tyrion is looking at a wrapped ... something sitting atop his worktable in the Engineering room, mis-matched eyes narrowed as he poked at it gingerly. It was brightly wrapped, clearly done by hand with fancy paper and that wonderous device known as tape.

Tyrion kept poking at it like it might bite him.] just out of curiosity, what precisely is going on this time of year for most of you? There seems to be a lot of ... giving recently.

[He really just wants to make sure no one has gotten some sort of alien disease. Really.]
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[personal profile] pain_train
Who: Wrath
Broadcast: video to everyone
Action: Iskaulit, interfaith center (feel free to treat the action as a mingle)
When: broadcast is current, action happens the next day

[Wrath, all uniformed up and serious. Anyone who's seen it before will recognize this as her "in command" face, though she mercifully looks less pissed-off than she ever has before in this mode. More... thoughtful.]

This is a message aimed at the ship captains and first mates in the fleet, but I don't think it's a bad idea for other people to hear it. I'm Wrath, now captain of the Windrose.

This place is... weird, because we're given officer titles without an actual command structure in place, and without a legal code, oath, or universal moral authority over us. As someone who was a military officer for... I guess over twenty years, I find that really difficult.

It's pretty obvious that the intention for these ranks to be hollow, and for that to be a source of stress and drama that will entertain the audience. But captain is only an empty title if you let it be. And while we don't have any kind of unified mission or directive, there's one part of being an officer that can and should always apply: we take care of the people under our command.

I know a lot of you have gotten these arbitrary ranks without wanting them or having civilian or military command experience. I think it'd be helpful if we talked. I've got experience I can share, and I know other people do as well. And maybe together, we can come up with some ideas that will make everyone's lives better.

Stefan's said he doesn't mind if we borrow the meeting space in the Interfaith Center on the Iskaulit. This isn't for religious reasons, but because it's a nice space with plenty of chairs and hot drinks and stuff. If you want to participate in this discussion, let's get together tomorrow afternoon while we're still drifting, get to know each other, and talk.

Wrath out.

And the next day )
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[personal profile] benames
Yo fleeters -

Can I just say I'm like 95% relieved we left Planet Creeperfuck and its creepy as fuck messages behind? I say 95% because there's a legit 5% chance that the moment I relax will be the moment I get eaten.

I actually have a few other things to bring up except for alien movie tropes:

1. thumbs up to everyone who came to the winnsco halloween party. major thumbs up to those who stayed to help us clean up.

2. superheroes, enhanced humans, friendly, gorgeous alien ladies ( sup kara ) and other supereverythings - I have a bone to pick with you regarding a creepily fast hologram of a creepily fast creepily-everything speedster from my world. I want to make sure that if he comes here, we're not doomed so if you want to practice your moves, I'm your man.

regular humans are always invited but lemme tell you, it's pointless to shoot at a speedster and also I think hank has a rule about no bullets on our ship.

3. I have started preparing for my first ever Space Christmas. if you need twinkle lights or other engineered decorations, I'm at the blameless, you can come and order some. free of charge if your'e willing to help.

4. yes, there will be space engineered mistletoe. no, you don't get a choice where it goes. yes, I have spies everywhere. yes, it will give you a minor electric shock if you try to remove it. yes, I will know about it.
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[personal profile] notzubats
Who: Sora Niniji
Broadcast: Video
Action: Somewhere on the Iskaulit
When: Today

[From the video feed, it looks like Sora's stowed himself somewhere on the Iskaulit away from people. ]

Hey, um... [He rubs the back of his neck, trying to figure out how to say this]

Listen, I know lots of people have been having problems. You know, like trouble with the gravity or powers switching or water splashing, or...other stuff. People are saying it's the augments, but...

[He swallows] Truth is, it's me.

Something's up with my powers and they're setting off on their own. I'm working on getting them to stop, and I know anything that happens will probably wear off after awhile. I mean, it usually does! Not that it fixes anything or excuses it, but-

[He stops himself with a sigh. This is not what he wanted to say. He clears his throat and tries again]

I'm sorry. That's all what I wanted to say. I'm sorry. For all of it.


[And with that, he reaches over and turns off the feed

OOC: Augment glitch continues! Feel free to have your character affected either on the mingle or their own posts!]
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[personal profile] tallasaking
[Crowley's bar is the setting, and Tyrion is the broadcaster, as he is setting up a chess board on one of the tables, along with different stacks of cards on others, and yes, even some odd games he managed to find called 'Monopoly' and the like.]

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Considering how ... fraught things are lately, I welcome you to come to your local watering holes and enjoy a cool beverage, and perhaps a little gaming besides that. I myself have taken to, after excellent instruction from Kitty Pryde, to teach others how to play chess. I think it might be good for all of us to get outside of our own heads for a bit. You can even bring a game of your choice, if you do not see it here.

[He bowed once, before smirking.] And if you are all really good, I have figured out how to turn this communication device into a microphone, so if one wishes to do the ... karaoke, I believe I can figure something out. Given interest and a little time, of course.


Nov. 18th, 2016 11:08 pm
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[personal profile] silvercast
Who: Pietro Maximoff & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Starstruck
When: Right now

[ When the broadcast opens up, it is to a dimly lit room with very little decoration. Pietro has been in the fleet for a few months, but he's not collected much to show for it. His expression is pensive, and he takes a moment before he begins speaking. ]

I have been thinking about this for quite some time, watching others come and go.. [ He sighs, rubbing at his cheek. ]

What has this place done to you or your memories? Have you gained anything from being here that you could not have wherever home is meant to be?

[ After his broadcast, Pietro can be found sitting in the kitchen with a mug of hot tea if anyone would rather address him in person. ]
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[personal profile] courageinlaughter
Who: Pinkie Pie and anyone else at various levels of DONE with the Atroma.
Broadcast: Heck yes! Spread ALL the salt!
Action: Iskaulit
When: Post-shuffle

[This is the fourth time in the last five shuffles that Pinkie's lost crew mates. Qing, Robin, Poe, and now Finn were gone home, and there was no way to tell if they'd ever come back or if they'd keep any memory of this place and the people they'd met, the friendships and relationships they've made, the adventures they've had. Whether they'd remember her ever again. Whether she'd forget all this too when she went back home.

After this fourth stab in the heart, though, there was less raw pain and more anger. WAY more anger. Mostly at the stupid Atroma and their stupid fake-smiley-ness and their not letting people remember things or even say GOODBYE! So it's time for some revenge, Pinkie Pie Style.]

I'm throwing a party for anybody that's lost somebody in these shuffle things, even if they've been gone for a while. Or anybody who doesn't like the Atroma. Or just needs a good time. It's on the Iskaulit, FAR AWAY from the Marsiva's party room. I'm a little low on actual not-gel snacks at the moment, but I've got plenty of salt, and you can bring your own snacks and stuff if you want.

[It won't be Pinkie's usual extravaganzas, but there's some out-of-the-way music, card-making supplies, and some candles to set up a memorial alter. There's also a line of snack tables, with lots of room for contributions. Pinkie's own fare is honor of her absent crew mates: veggie pot stickers for Qing, coffee for Robin, nachos slathered with a BURNING hot sauce for Poe, and bright blue melon-flavored milkshakes for Finn. And yes, there's actually salt formed into a huge block, as well as shakers for adding salt to your drink. Because ponies.]
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[personal profile] passingthrough
Who: Windrose crew and the people who stalk them
Broadcast: Probably not!
Action: Windrose
When: November

[It's been a month of loss for the Windrose. We've lost Ordis, Tenno, and now our captain The Vision. We could probably use some visitors and ship togetherness.]
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[personal profile] ecclesiophobic
Who: Kurt Darkholme
Broadcast: None
Action: Fleet-wide
When: Nov. 11th, afternoon onward

On the afternoon of his 31st birthday, Kurt Darkholme opens his eyes just as he has any other day. The similarities to the days before it end there; instead of a battle-worn 30 year old, the person that sits bolt upright appears for all the world to be a teenage boy. Though still covered in blue fur and possessing the unique physical make-up of the elder Kurt Darkholme, the glaring red mark that covers a good portion of his face is just as conspicuously missing. In addition, the boy looks terrified at waking in a strange place.

"Eri--" His voice squeaks before Kurt shuts his jaw with an audible click, grimacing at his own stupidity. Magneto would have his hide for making noise in enemy territory. Still cringing at the thought, Kurt throws the covers off and goes about the business of searching the room he's woken up in.

Windrose options )

Other options )


Nov. 2nd, 2016 01:41 pm
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[personal profile] reconstitution
Who: Bucky & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Heron
When: 11/2

[ Hello, fleet! Today you get a message from someone who's been more than a little absent the past month. Some people may be more aware of it than others, but he's finally crawling out of the woodwork.

Waking up has been more than a little disorienting, because he didn't recall falling asleep, or when. It makes him uneasy, a solid weight sitting in his gut. The last time he couldn't remember things, it wasn't so great for the fleet. ]

What year is it?

Not sure how long I was out..Is everyone okay?


Oct. 28th, 2016 11:15 pm
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[personal profile] notanoptimist
Who: Leonard McCoy and ota
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: on the Marsiva
When: Oct 29, morning

[McCoy has a blanket wrapped around his shoulders when the broadcast flips on; he's still cold, by God, and he's not above looking a bit silly in an effort to warm up. There's unoffensive music playing in the background and McCoy's eyebrow is fairly twitching in time to it.]

Two questions, for whoever's listening. [He's read everything he can get his hands on, but some things are better from people he can actually question. He holds up his index finger.] Where in the hell are we? I can't make heads or tells of what I'm seein' here.

[He holds up a second finger.] Where can I get a drink? Doesn't have to be good; it just has to burn.

[These are important things to know.]
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[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? ]

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