Cheerio!

[thespaceopera]

[you're starting to recognize that familiar jingle, aren't you? the folksy tune comes drifting through your ship's speakers, followed by a much different voice than usual!]

G'morning, folks! I'm legendary interplanetary commentator Beau, filling in today for our lovely Diamond... Who has been feeling a little under the weather. Hope you feel better soon, darlin'.

Speaking of weather, here's the week's forecast!

Looks like we'll be having a heavy shower of transfers in the next forty seconds or so, largely over to the Wonderduck and Blue Fish, but with lighter showers moving in over First Breath and Huntress in the following twenty. I hope you folks have unpacked your ponchos!

[there's a hearty round of canned laughter from an unseen audience...]

Aaaand I am sorry to say, it looks like there's also been a bit of a cold front of disappearances--four of our band have left us, this week. While I can personally assure you it has not been due to death or other health complications, I can't completely rule out any connection with that cold that's been going around...

[a strange pause--before a little chime goes off in the background!]

This just in, we also have two brand new captains to lead our fine ships--everyone please give a warm round of applause to Captain Sok-ka of the SS Blue Fish, and Captain Fey of the SS Huntress!

[applause! tinny, pre-recorded applause!]

Fantastic. Be sure to tune in next week for more updates, and remember... the worlds are watching!


ooc: as usual, the network is open... but you won't get a response from Beau. the ooc post is here.

Comments

Action | SS Blue Fish

[save_the_souls]

[Allen had been sleeping in his bunk, trying to sleep off this illness- when SUDDENLY he's on the bridge of an entirely different ship while still in his sleep wear (which is no shirt and some sleep pants)! Which you know, is enough to jerk anyone awake]

E-Eh?! What's going on-!?

[But no time for panic, because here comes the confetti and happy music! Yay!]

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka wasn't sure what he was expecting today, but some guy appearing out of thin air in a stream of confetti and happy music was not on the list. He blinks up at the confetti, raising one hand, watching it drift down like psychedelic snow.]

Where do they keep it all?


[Oh yeah, new guy.]

Uh, welcome, I guess?

1/2

[save_the_souls]

[It's a very good question Sokka. One that Allen doesn't really consider because he's too busy wtfing at his surroundings. It looks like a ship but it doesn't look like the Tourist at all-]

Welcome? Where am I-

[save_the_souls]

[-!]

- Oh! Pudding!

[So reaching to take that cup of pudding from the top of the console now! Mmmm pudding]

Action | SS Wonderdi-- i mean duck

[idealistic]

[ by some miracle, it took the effort of the confetti and the music combined to wake Lloyd up, and rather violently with the way he jolts awake with a shout. there's confusion, definitely, but it's all abated when he notices the present left for him: namely the pudding.

anyone who happens upon the Wonderduck's bridge will find their new engineer sitting cross-legged in the pilot's chair in little more than his underclothes, helping himself to all the pudding that was left for him. whether or not he noticed the door opening is debatable, as it looks like he's not going to be relinquishing the pudding anytime soon. ]

[alwayscomeback]

Oh yeah, the puddings are back! [He'll happily take one, too, mmm delicious pudding.]

This is the SS Blue Fish. Though it doesn't have any fish insignias anywhere, I think we need to paint on one the side or something. Easy identification.

[wilder]

[Zelos hadn't been on the bridge, even if it was one of his favorite places to linger. Instead while the shuffle had been going on, he had been making himself a cup of tea in a vain attempt to help himself with this damn cold. And so, he'll be walking back to the bridge with a cup of tea in hand, intent on spending a quiet morning looking into local star charts.]

[But instead? He stops when he notices confetti lying all over the bridge. And then, he realizes there's someone in his spot - someone who he really was not expecting to see this morning]

- Lloyd?

[There's so many things he feels at once. He's completely thrown off and he has no idea what to do. Therefore, he can only say the first thing that pops into his mind]

What are you- How-

Why are you sitting pantsless in my chair?!

[save_the_souls]

[Yes good, let's all enjoy beautiful cups of pudding together.]

- The Blue Fish? [At least the pudding has quelled his panic] But I don't understand- I was on the Tourist before. Why am I here?

[alwayscomeback]

[They are the pudding cups of friendship.]

I guess the people who are running this thing decided to move you.

[idealistic]

Mmn?

[ he spins around in the chair, eyes wide and a spoon lodged into his mouth. Zelos is here? when did that happen? he didn't remember him being on the Tourist, nor did he remember this being his chair.

still, unlike Zelos, Lloyd is perfectly calm and is taking it all in stride-- it isn't the first time Zelos has seen him in his underwear, after all. he points a spoon over at the display set up for his arrival, mumbling something that could have been a sentence if it weren't for the fact that his mouth is full.

dude they have pudding. ]

[save_the_souls]

They moved me-?

[He looks surprised- then horrified]

But-

But I had a cook on that ship! [Oh yeah] - And my stuff!

[wilder]

[he makes a face]

Don't talk with your mouth full. Why are you-

[This wasn't fair! Lloyd wasn't supposed to be here! Lloyd was supposed to be on some other ship, where he could have the proper space to work out just what he was supposed to do (or rather, avoid the situation under that guise). Him being here was simply-]

- Is that actual food?

[LIKE, REAL FOOD AND NOT THIS PROTEIN SHIT? Because man after god knows how long without a decent meal, food's enough to throw him from his most stubborn of stints.]

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka smiles, raising his hands in a placating gesture.]

Relax, we got a cook here, too. She's kinda weird, but she makes good food.

Wait so there are ships in the fleet without a cook? How do they even eat?

[save_the_souls]

You do? [He relaxes, giving a "whew" sound] That's a relief.

I think they just fend for themselves with the proteins.

[idealistic]

Mm-hmm!

[ Lloyd's not exactly sure what he's talking about when he meant actual food, but pudding's definitely actual food. it doesn't help that he was already spoiled with a chef back on the Tourist, but whatever.

he swallows, shooting Zelos a grin. ]

It's pudding! Help yourself, man; there's plenty for everyone! [ even though he ate a good amount already. ]

[wilder]

[He stares back. At Lloyd. At the Pudding. On one hand, he feels like maybe it'd be better to get the hell out of here. Hide out in the cargo bay or something for maybe the next ever.]

[On the other hand....that was real food right there, right for the taking. Who knows when an opportunity like that would strike again. He's been here nearly a month and a half, and it's been nothing but proteins. And if he left now, there was a pretty good chance Lloyd or the rest of the crew might eat it all.]

[...Dammit. You're a fiendish bastard Lloyd Irving]

Ha...maybe just a little...

[Never mind how fast he swiped a cup and spoon there. He thinks about telling Lloyd to get off his spot- but nah, that might take too much time and Lloyd was sitting in it in his boxers. So he'll plop himself down into the Communications chair to start eating]

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka looks HORRIFIED.]

That sounds terrible.

text.

[torsion]

Oh, hey.
Congratulations, Maya.

[ That's it. That's all. How dull. ]

[save_the_souls]

Mm. Extremely. I'm very glad I've been fortunate enough to avoid most of the time.

[And yeah, he's already done with his first pudding cup and reaching for a second.]

[idealistic]

[ yay! Zelos is sticking around! not that he was trying to make him stick around, even if he was acting funny lately, but still. he turns back to his cup, helping himself to another spoonful as Zelos grabs his own. it's actually kind of funny that he's seeing Zelos now-- he never saw him before, and he was on the Tourist for a good couple--

...wait a minute. ]

You know, I never knew that you were also on the Tourist. [ no he wasn't lloyd ]

How come you didn't say anything?

[wilder]

[He had been enjoying a delicious spoon full of chocolately real food goodness, when Lloyd talked. And...asked a very weird question.]

[Uhhh.]

[He thinks about leaving the spoon in his mouth (his table manners may have slightly degraded since his time away from Meltokio ok)- but he guesses he did just scold Lloyd for talking with his mouth full, so he'll remove it. ]

...I wasn't on the Tourist. This is the Wonderduck.

[idealistic]

[ ...

maybe he didn't hear that right. ]

...The Wonder-what?

[wilder]

[...]

The Wonderfuck?

[idealistic]

[ ???????? ? ? ??? ]

Wh-what the hell kind of name is that?!

[ WHAT THE FUCK WWHO THE HELL WOULD NAME THEIR SHIP WONDERFUCK??? ]

[wilder]

[he gives a small shrug as he takes another spoonful of pudding, savoring it.]

I dunno. I didn't name it.