driftfleet | Twelfth Cycle - Season Premier!

[Everything is quite dark as the passengers regain consciousness, with little lights and panels on the walls just now beginning to wink to life. It seems as though everyone and their new homes are rising from slumber together. Even the air is sleepy, and it tastes stale--it must have been a long time since it's been anywhere other than recycled endlessly through this space.

And for a few minutes, the only sounds that aren't coming from the passengers themselves is the omnipresent hum of electrical and mechanical parts surrounding them on every side, and the occasional scratch of vermin-feet in the walls. Then, regardless of where each passenger wakes in their ship, a short musical tune and an exuberant female voice crackles to life over speaker panels in every room.]

--Good morning, honored passengers! My name is Diamond, and on behalf of Atroma and our entire audience, congratulations on being selected to participate in the twelfth cycle of Drift Fleet! We are all eager to get to know you, and I just know you must all be eager to get started, so let's get right to it!

[And with that, whoever happens to be on the bridge of their ship at the time will be treated to watching the solid panels slide away from the windows, revealing infinite black and uncountable stars... and whether or not they've ever been capable of comprehending the concept before, they immediately recognize outer space.]

In a few minutes, the HS Marsiva will come into view through the windows to my left. Please familiarize yourself with her presence.

For more information on your new roles, and of the Drift Fleet itself, please refer to the helpful information files already uploaded to the network. And from here on out, it shall be up to you to refer new cremates to these information files and to make sure that their stays on your crews are pleasant and rewarding!

...Also--speaking of your new responsibilities as crewmembers--I expect captain forms to be filled out and submitted by the end of the week.

[The smile practically drips from her voice at that last point, and there's a little pause before she continues]

And finally-- we won't be approaching our first system for a few days yet, so you are all encouraged to get to know each other and enjoy the ride in the meantime.

Welcome to Drift Fleet, and remember... the worlds are watching!

[and the voice cuts out, but the lines are still open. the network is live and listening.]

((ooc: the Fleet is now live! dive in and tag around! it's a good idea to put whether or not your thread is open to the network, and what ship you're on, in the subject of your reply. to see who is on which crew, please refer to this sheet! have fun!))

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Well, I guess I should be glad it's not just me. But ah, I suppose it would be nice to find someone who know exactly what we should do.

But at least we can talk to each other! [And she sounds super cute! Why wasn't he put on a ship with her?] Hello!

I agree. At least it seems we've all gained a bit of knowledge by coming here... Hopefully we can work together to make progress.

[aha, sweetheart guy. Her voice sounds warmer like she's smiling more] Hello to you too. My name is Nunnally Lamperouge. Might I ask your name as well?

My name is Vash-! [A pause as his mouth hangs open for a brief moment. Heh, just Vash I'm afraid. No fancy last name or title. [A nickname, but as so long as he can keep that quiet he'll be happier for it.]

[ah, well considering her own last name is a fake one right now, she doesn't particularly mind. So she smiles and nods]

Very well, then I will be just Nunnally in return. That seems fair.

Well if you're alright with that! I don't mind using your last name! They're nice, just not always common on my world. [For criminals.]

Is that so? That's very interesting. And I don't mind... I've never been particularly attached to my last time. And they can make things feel very formal sometimes.

Yeah! I suppose that's true! [He laughs in a good natured way.] It's really great to meet you then Nunnally it is! Great to meet you! Just wish it wasn't in space.

Yes! If I might ask, what ship are you on?

I'm on the SS Three Twins. [He does not seem impressed by the name. In fact wondering if it had something to do with him and his past.] To be honest, I'm a little confused by the name. Wouldn't three twins be triplets? Or is it six people? Three sets of twins!

What ship are you on? I hope it has a better name than mine has!

I suppose three sets of twins would make the most sense. [but yeah bro, it's a weird name]

The ship I'm on is called Red Fish. It's not a bad name... although it doesn't seem to have any particular origin.

Red Fish? It's a lot better than this one! Red's a great color if you ask me! Very noble!

You think so? But still, I don't know if I've ever heard of a fish that was entirely red... Perhaps it's the most noble, and rarest fish of all.

Maybe! Sounds like a much more noble name for a ship than some twins.

That's not quite true. Three Twins sounds like it would be a very happy family. Or perhaps they are all famous generals, all famous for different skill.

Ooh! I like that family story better! I'm going with the idea of a happy family! And each one can have a famous skill for spreading love and peace!

They sound almost like super heroes from television shows.

Or a really good story! One with a happy ending! [It's not he HOPES for happy. It just IS.]

[she likes your confidence, dude]

Yes. You're really lucky to be on such a blessed ship!

Yeah! Maybe this ship isn't so bad after all! [No he still hates it.]

Still think I'd rather be on your ship with such a pretty girl like you~

[aw Vash :( and she laughs softly at the compliment, broski....]

You might make your crew-mates sad if you keep that up.

Well, how about you come over here so we can snuggle together sometime.

[lamo she can't.... no one flirts with her she's like a baby, what even...]

Maybe in a few years. [let a bro down easy]

[A few... years?] H-how old are you?

Fifteen.

Fi-fi- [He coughs and chokes a bit. It takes him a moment to speak clearly again.] Ah, hahah, fif- fifteen! A really great age to be! Full of young youth! Young, young youth. OH HEY! I think someone is calling me!

GOTTA RUN! [Quickly cutting off the feed. OH GOD WHAT HAS HE DONE!?]

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