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

[stefanged]

Now, that I can't help you with. There's treadmills in most ships, but it definitely isn't the same.

You'd think our alien producers [to borrow a phrase from his crewmate] would've looked into that.

[initforthemoney]

Yeah, this particular body ain't exact built for running.

Guess I could slip into something else but I'm kinda fond of the penguin suit.

[stefanged]

So you're not always a penguin? [Are were-penguins even a Thing? Stefan's trying really hard not to let his confusion show, but. It's showing.] How does that work out?

[initforthemoney]

I'm a Whifferdill. A shapeshifter. The penguin's just my default.

[stefanged]

Oh.

[He pauses for a few seconds...] That would make sense. So I should call you a - Whifferdill, right? Not a penguin?

[initforthemoney]

I'd rather you just call me Frobisher, pal. Seeing as that's my name.

wow hi this got buried ;;

[stefanged]

Of course. [Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer...] Then call me Stefan.