1st Broadcast - + one shapeshifter

[initforthemoney]

Who: Frobisher and YOU! Yes, all of you.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Friday and Saturday before the shuffle

[The broadcast opens to an extreme close up of a black beady eye. Frobisher is still trying to work out exactly how these devices work but hey, he's a penguin of some ingenuity. Convinced it's broadcasting, he waddles backwards giving the audience the time to appreciate his full and beautiful form. Such fine feathers. Such a handsome beak. Such... yes very much such a penguin.

You are receiving a video broadcast from a penguin. You're welcome.]

Hey, how's everyone doing today? Enjoying the view? Gotta say, real nice place you got here, I haven't seen this kinda hospitality since the Doc took us to the grand opening of the Space Hilton a while back. Real up market. Could use a little more variety in the diet though, how is a self-respecting penguin supposed to enjoy a free meal if you punks ain't got any fish in that canteen of yours?

Now that we've got the pleasantries over with, I'm looking for a guy. A specific one, actually. Tall, unruly curly hair, wearing an outfit like he got puked on by a aesthetically challenged rainbow. I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on the guy but you know what Gallifreyans are like, never following directions. If anyone sees him, tell him he's penguin friend's waiting to collect him on the hospitality deck. And Doc, if you're seeing this yourself, I'm gonna say you owe me BIG time for getting us into a mess like this again. We was supposed to be going to the South Pole, remember?

Once we get outta here I'm gonna be the one picking the destinations for the next week, got it?

Now while I'm stuck up here... this place got a pool?

Comments

[pain_train]

I don't know, you'd have to ask Cheese? But apparently they don't have humans around. And it's not just ponies. There are like... dragons and shit. But I don't think Vanyel's magical talking pony is from Cheese's planet so... maybe there are two pony planets.

The universe is a complicated place.

[initforthemoney]

You're telling me, sister. You ever been to the Jelloid planet? Everyone is basically a giant sentient glob of green Jell-O. Most boring place in the damn universe, lemme tell you.

[pain_train]

I haven't. I like.. haven't ever been off Zeus until now. I didn't know space was so cool!

But that sounds like a really weird planet. Like... what do they eat when they're in the hospital? They can't eat jell-o...

[initforthemoney]

I have no idea. I'll have to ask next time I bump into one.

Zeus, huh? can't say I know that place. What system is it in?

[pain_train]

I don't remember the stellar number for it. We call the star Pantheon but I don't think it's official. It's on jump gate gamma-one-one-seven-nine-five.

Pretty small colony though, so that might be why you haven't heard of it.

[initforthemoney]

You humanoids have spread yourselves out so far, it's hard to keep track of all the systems you're in.

Although if all the dames on your planet look as good as you do, doll, I might have to look the place up.

[pain_train]

I guess so! I know there are a lot of other colonies around for sure.

Um, thanks? Most people from my city are pretty good looking, I think!

[initforthemoney]

Bet none of them hold a candle to you, toots.

[Yes you are being flirted with by a penguin. Yolo.]

[pain_train]

How would you know? You've never met any of them.

[She grins.]

I didn't know birds had the same beauty standards as humans.

[initforthemoney]

I can't speak for any other birds, but I am a man of varied taste.

[pain_train]

Well, that's good! That way you don't get bored.

Me too, really. Except I'm not a man or a bird, obviously.

[initforthemoney]

To be honest to you, sweetheart, I'm not a bed full time neither. I'm a Whifferdill.

[pain_train]

I don't know what that is. [...is he fucking with her? She's really starting to wonder.]