bird dave (
feathery) wrote in
driftfleet2015-08-26 07:00 pm
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Who: Davesprite and whoever!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: The Wonderballduck or stations, if u want.
When: Nowish.
real talk
is there a fucking secret to getting an update around here
i dont mean atromas nonupdate bs that might as well be equatable to a feral child smearing his own diarrhea hullside in a crude reenactment of an already crude neolithic cave painting
but like picking up radio signals or tv stations from our own realities
maybe tuning into whatever godawful shenanigans your posse has gotten up to in your absence
or nonabsence
lets not panic unnecessarily here you all probably know the drill by now there is no fire
so yeah i guess this is a poll
what misfortune has to befall someone before they get firsthand experience with what happens in their timeline
i need specs on these close encounters of the fourth dimensional kind
is it inevitably "whoops i went to sleep or hit my head and now its 20 minutes into the future" or do we have options
asking specifically for people who cant just concuss themselves and receive download options for chill time with obama
or
you know
whatevers going on where youre from
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p.s. if you find feathers clogging anything shipboard it wasnt me
[Aboard the Wonderduck, the resident crowkid can be found at a computer terminal, fucking around with something between bouts of annoyed wing-scratching. He is molting, albeit a little later than usual. It sucks and there are probably black feathers lodged in odd places. As for the stations, well. He's still molting, just at a picnic table. He's perched right in its center, legs crossed beneath him, and sure is making an unnecessary amount of noise with a chip bag. In fact, he's surrounded by a downright implausible number of chip bags, some popped and some not, and some with an unusual orange-glowing property to them.
He may or may not ask if anyone wants to take some of these glowing chips. It's for science.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: The Wonder
When: Nowish.
real talk
is there a fucking secret to getting an update around here
i dont mean atromas nonupdate bs that might as well be equatable to a feral child smearing his own diarrhea hullside in a crude reenactment of an already crude neolithic cave painting
but like picking up radio signals or tv stations from our own realities
maybe tuning into whatever godawful shenanigans your posse has gotten up to in your absence
or nonabsence
lets not panic unnecessarily here you all probably know the drill by now there is no fire
so yeah i guess this is a poll
what misfortune has to befall someone before they get firsthand experience with what happens in their timeline
i need specs on these close encounters of the fourth dimensional kind
is it inevitably "whoops i went to sleep or hit my head and now its 20 minutes into the future" or do we have options
asking specifically for people who cant just concuss themselves and receive download options for chill time with obama
or
you know
whatevers going on where youre from
[And, tacked on as an afterthought:]
p.s. if you find feathers clogging anything shipboard it wasnt me
[Aboard the Wonderduck, the resident crowkid can be found at a computer terminal, fucking around with something between bouts of annoyed wing-scratching. He is molting, albeit a little later than usual. It sucks and there are probably black feathers lodged in odd places. As for the stations, well. He's still molting, just at a picnic table. He's perched right in its center, legs crossed beneath him, and sure is making an unnecessary amount of noise with a chip bag. In fact, he's surrounded by a downright implausible number of chip bags, some popped and some not, and some with an unusual orange-glowing property to them.
He may or may not ask if anyone wants to take some of these glowing chips. It's for science.]

SORRY ill get my icons back soon
i refuse to stand for this how dare you spend your money on actual rl things
seriously though there has got to be some freakish horror story behind how you get like
a multi memory dump in a month
as opposed to the sprite story
what have i gotten since i showed up in asgard for the fourth time
nada
zilch
jack fucking shit
there is nothing here jade
well theres a single contextless memory of a sweaty red trollsprite but who gives a fuck about that
also laziness
never forgives you tbqh
yeah
arquiusprite or something like that
dirk knew what was up with him but i didnt really want to ask
i only really miss the texting icon
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[text]
pick a fight with someone huge
but then we'd have to knock you out again just for being an idiot
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actually that sounds like a more legit plan than picking a fight with a random dude on the street
or fleet
cant let my brand suffer any other way
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or do i have to come over there myself birdboy
trap you in a pillow fort
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you dont know the shit ill do in the name of tv thats more than reruns
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You want updates from your home?
I thought no time was passing back there while you were here.
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time doesnt actually stop
thats time traveler pedanticism fyi i usually dont delve into it because its full of crap
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time always keeps moving you cant really keep it from inevitably rolling onward
kind of a thing you got to accept as part of "mastering time travel"
bullshit as those words together are because mastering time travel is an exercise in futility if there ever was one
so when you get fished out of the cosmic pond its not so much it freezes over until you get tossed back
but more that you can go back to the exact point in time you disappeared and pick up where you left off with no one any wiser
hypothetically you could drop back in anywhere in your timeline if thats an option
because thats where you needed to be
but thats a whole other minefield of terrible ideas
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text
[ Clearly the most pressing question she garnered from this large wall of text. ]
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transdimensional voyeurism brought to you and interrupted by these messages every 10 minutes
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transdimensional voryeurism
so what is occurring on these ships could be considered 'tv'?
are there other examples?
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or whatever the space equivalent of tv is
hologram hell for extra realism
i wonder what kind of ads they play
its not like anyones gonna shell out for premium content unless they air scandalous footage too
which i wouldnt put past them i mean kidnapping already happened
i bet they put that shit behind a paywall so kids cant get to it
anyway
do you want like
tangible examples or a literary recount of popular media in the 21st century
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Text
It was weirdly cold when I woke up though. There's that.
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did it start snowing
i fucking swear we better not end up on a planet covered in snow when we could go anywhere in the god damn universe
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Anyway, no. It was just a regular cold. Like you'd been walking in the snow and just got inside, you know? But nothing happened to make it cold, I just was.
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[Action]
Upon investigating the noise, she almost turned around, not wanting to interrupt Davesprite's... whatever it was he was doing, but then she noticed what was piled around him.]
Do I want to ask, or should I just leave you be?
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I'm doing this for the greater good. In case of famine, or maybe there are roaches in the next delivery of sponsor chips. Maybe the sponsor chips are made from roaches.
[None of that is helpful information whatsoever.] Have we ever got space roaches.
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text;
Some say that time stands still at home, but that makes no sense. And it is unproven.
Most only disappear or sleep for a bit, and wake up cold.
What do you think they keep on the Marsiva anyway?
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cause thats how it was explained to most everyone ive talked to
as for the marsiva
i have got
no fucking clue
no clue that amounts to anything substantial anyway besides oh hey theres the hospitality deck guess they must have their abduction materials aboard somewhere
along with impromptu surgical tools for brain surgery
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Though, nowhere that I've been has given any sort of clue like that.
I don't imagine that Atroma is so considerate. They seem more the type to keep you in storage until they need you again.
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