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driftfleet2015-09-13 10:53 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-09-13 10:53 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- aiya/gray nightingale,
- alex russo,
- allen walker,
- anders,
- anthony j. crowley,
- belthazar spellscry,
- beverly crusher,
- bran stark,
- cassandra pentaghast,
- cheese sandwich,
- clay terran,
- coil lenn,
- cole,
- cory matthews,
- davesprite,
- eugene ben woods,
- felix harrowgate,
- fenris,
- frobisher,
- hiccup horrendous haddock iii,
- hiro hamada,
- imperator furiosa,
- james potter,
- jove lavellan,
- katniss everdeen/nova,
- lea (axel),
- leanne,
- margaret "peggy" carter,
- margarine "margie" detemps,
- megaman.exe,
- miah lanbatal,
- natasha romanoff,
- nelkeila tarid,
- nunnally vi britannia,
- nux,
- pearl,
- richard castle,
- riku,
- robin redbreast,
- rogue,
- simon tam,
- sokka,
- stanley raymond kowalski,
- syeira,
- tekhetsio,
- the vision,
- toph beifong,
- vash the stampede,
- vima sunrider,
- yamanaka ino,
- yosuke hanamura,
- zessica wong,
- zhas
warning! warning!
[The nebulas are beautiful in this region of space, at the very least. They gleam as great distorting clouds of space-stuff that your scanners don't even want to attempt to analyze. They affect the ships' instruments much like other areas of disruption have in the past, but these are actually visible as large swathes of light--like giant flames frozen in their swirling shapes, suspended across impressive stretches of space. For once, there's something like scenery to look at, out here in the black...
And then, the proximity alarms begin to blare.
From a gap between the two nearest clouds comes an assemblage of ships! Familiar to some and new to others--they do not respond to hails or communications of any kind, and they're gunning straight for the Fleet without slowing. Their weapons are locking on and firing as soon as they are in range.
Many passengers have been through this before, and many of the ships are bigger and better than they'd been in the previous skirmish. Today, the Drift Fleet will put up a better fight, even punch a few holes in their attackers.
Your augment knows where you need to go! Do you run to your station? Do you dodge your job? Are you unsure how to help? Are the captains giving orders or panicking, and are their crews paying attention? Everyone's got a chance to fight back before the enemy fleet runs them into the nearest nebula--and things suddenly take a bad turn.
As soon as each Drift Fleet ship hits the nebula, its systems overload and short-circuit before going dead. It stays silent for minutes, no radar, no comms, no network. Stubborn stragglers are ganged up on and forced into the cloud, followed by the poor ships on autopilot being bodily hauled into the nebula with tractor beams. Once the entire Fleet has been set adrift as sitting ducks, before the Marsiva can get too close, the attacking fleet... turns and flees through the cloud, seemingly untouched by the nebula that scrambles your ships.
Eventually, the systems flicker back to life, blinking on one by one. It will be several hours before any other effects of the attack will be noticeable. The network shows up as live again, but Atroma never shows up to explain a thing...]
ooc: the out-of-character event post is over here! respond to this post any way you like; you can have action, comm messages, play during the attack, being stuck in the nebula, checking in after the network comes back online, or whatever else seems fitting.
And then, the proximity alarms begin to blare.
From a gap between the two nearest clouds comes an assemblage of ships! Familiar to some and new to others--they do not respond to hails or communications of any kind, and they're gunning straight for the Fleet without slowing. Their weapons are locking on and firing as soon as they are in range.
Many passengers have been through this before, and many of the ships are bigger and better than they'd been in the previous skirmish. Today, the Drift Fleet will put up a better fight, even punch a few holes in their attackers.
Your augment knows where you need to go! Do you run to your station? Do you dodge your job? Are you unsure how to help? Are the captains giving orders or panicking, and are their crews paying attention? Everyone's got a chance to fight back before the enemy fleet runs them into the nearest nebula--and things suddenly take a bad turn.
As soon as each Drift Fleet ship hits the nebula, its systems overload and short-circuit before going dead. It stays silent for minutes, no radar, no comms, no network. Stubborn stragglers are ganged up on and forced into the cloud, followed by the poor ships on autopilot being bodily hauled into the nebula with tractor beams. Once the entire Fleet has been set adrift as sitting ducks, before the Marsiva can get too close, the attacking fleet... turns and flees through the cloud, seemingly untouched by the nebula that scrambles your ships.
Eventually, the systems flicker back to life, blinking on one by one. It will be several hours before any other effects of the attack will be noticeable. The network shows up as live again, but Atroma never shows up to explain a thing...]
ooc: the out-of-character event post is over here! respond to this post any way you like; you can have action, comm messages, play during the attack, being stuck in the nebula, checking in after the network comes back online, or whatever else seems fitting.
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AH! What do I need to do?! Where should I be?!
no subject
I guess looking for things to fix? I'm sure--[WHOOSH hope you don't mind sudden sharp downward swerves]--something's gonna break soon!
[punctuated by a ZISH as that last shot manages to clip the ship and something in a control panel fries.]
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--ah! [shit.
[he's trying to scramble to get back on his feet.]
I'll--I'll try!
[this augment did not prepare him for major repairs.]
no subject
[ANOTHER EVASION, more successful this time. Vima plunges herself into the Force. It tells her where to move the ship, and she's almost shutting her eyes as she moves the controls.]
Can you hail them? [or. something? she wants to know WHY they are under attack, thanks.]
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[he rushes to the console, but... the heron is lacking in a communications officer, whoops. he's left pawing around and panicking.]
Crap...! How do I do it?! I don't recognize any of this stuff!
[damn augments.]
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[AND HEY MAYBE ONE OF THOSE WILL BE THE SHIELDS so you know, a+ idea.]