Shawn Hunter (
unfulfilledpotential) wrote in
driftfleet2015-09-19 08:56 pm
Entry tags:
first photo | action + video
Who: Shawn Hunter and YOU!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden
When: September 19, evening
[As weird as Shawn's world was, it was never this weird. Instead of waking up in his apartment, where he should be, he's in some giant ship - and none of it feels real. This can't be real life. It just can't.
He's not on the giant ship for long, though: he finds himself beamed (like space sci-fi beamed??) onto a new place, with confetti and chocolate pudding that looks kinda suspect - but he'll eat it, food is food. Still blowing the confetti out of his face, he'll wander around, taking photos along the way. Every single one's uploaded to the Fleet, and well- there's gonna be an abundance of artsy photos, from various places on the Marsiva to the stations around the SS Golden. (People are optional.)
About an hour after the last one, Shawn's settled in the kitchen and he's fiddled enough with the comm device to realize that he goofed. Big-time. So when the feed clicks on, he looks more apologetic than usual.]
Look, I don't know how I got here - and normally? I'd be kinda down with living in outer space and being on some reality show. Problem is, I'm about to go to college, and I worked too hard to throw all of that away for... whatever this is.
[Making a face, though he's not quite aware of it:] Since I'm stuck here until God-knows-when, is there any way I can call home? Or figure out if anyone else I know's along for the ride? Thanks, uh, and sorry about all the photos earlier. I'm still kinda new to this thing.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden
When: September 19, evening
[As weird as Shawn's world was, it was never this weird. Instead of waking up in his apartment, where he should be, he's in some giant ship - and none of it feels real. This can't be real life. It just can't.
He's not on the giant ship for long, though: he finds himself beamed (like space sci-fi beamed??) onto a new place, with confetti and chocolate pudding that looks kinda suspect - but he'll eat it, food is food. Still blowing the confetti out of his face, he'll wander around, taking photos along the way. Every single one's uploaded to the Fleet, and well- there's gonna be an abundance of artsy photos, from various places on the Marsiva to the stations around the SS Golden. (People are optional.)
About an hour after the last one, Shawn's settled in the kitchen and he's fiddled enough with the comm device to realize that he goofed. Big-time. So when the feed clicks on, he looks more apologetic than usual.]
Look, I don't know how I got here - and normally? I'd be kinda down with living in outer space and being on some reality show. Problem is, I'm about to go to college, and I worked too hard to throw all of that away for... whatever this is.
[Making a face, though he's not quite aware of it:] Since I'm stuck here until God-knows-when, is there any way I can call home? Or figure out if anyone else I know's along for the ride? Thanks, uh, and sorry about all the photos earlier. I'm still kinda new to this thing.

action; HEY NEW BEST FRIEND
An unfamiliar voice is enough to bring him back from reality (and out of his self-induced angst). Shawn blinks, turning to face... well, he's not sure who he's facing. Did he miss a memo? Are those their uniforms??]
Uh, maybe.
[Shawn coughs, regaining his composure. The confetti, unfortunately, has not entirely disappeared; it sticks to his hair and leather jacket, no matter how often he tries to shake it off.] There was confetti, and music - and pudding. Really good-tasting pudding, too. I think that means I'm assigned to this ship?
If so, then uh, I'm Shawn, and I'm your newest engineer. [Still sounds weird to him, no matter how many times he says it. Shawn holds out his hand expectantly - it's rude to not shake hands, right? Not gonna make a bad impression on the first day!]
AW YEAH engineer bro and golden bro that's two hi5's combined....HI10 NEW FRIEND
But ah, even as Shawn speaks, the other little details are starting to sink in now--like those bits of confetti still hanging onto the guy. Megaman tilts his head slightly, as he trails into the room and pauses by the doorway, but then Shawn goes on to mention pudding and--oh--oh, new engineer? Suddenly things make a little more sense, and his own confusion clears up into open surprise instead.]
Oh, so you're a new crew member! --And, an engineer? Hah, what a coincidence...I'm an engineer too, actually! [Sure, he's still pretty surprised, but that's still hardly enough to get in the way of good manners; Shawn offers a hand, and Megaman draws forward to return the handshake with a gloved hand of his own, a tentative smile starting up.]
Wow, I didn't know there could be two of us on a ship at once...but I'm sure not complaining. I'm Megaman, it's nice to meet you Shawn!
HI10!!
Oh, thank God. If it were just me, the engine would've exploded right about now. [He turns his head, just to check that the place's up and running.... sure, he hasn't touched the engine. It doesn't mean his luck hasn't changed.] I've worked on cars before, but space ships? That's brand new territory.
It's good to meet you, Megaman. How long've you been uh, engineering on this ship?
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You've worked on cars before? That's pretty neat! And still more than I ever worked on before arriving here, for sure...don't worry though, the engine doesn't really explode that easily! You probably could have been fine even by yourself.
[GIVE YOURSELF SOME CREDIT BRO....the ship certainly doesn't seem anywhere near combustion in his sheer presence just yet. Megaman draws a pace back, folding his arms a bit thoughtfully.]
Not that I don't mind helping, though! You can definitely ask me anything you might want to know, we could probably figure it out together... [He shrugs a bit.] I've been here in the fleet for--about four months. Almost five? Ah... [Just the slightest pause, there--the amount of time kind of hits you when you say it out loud like that--but then, blinking and remembering himself, he attempts to power onward:] And, yeah, I've been here on the Golden for all of that time. The crew here is pretty nice! You'll probably meet the others soon, we've all just been kind of busy recently...
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[Is Megaman sure it won't explode? Because Shawn's still uncertain, no matter how relieved he feels.]
That's... that's a lot longer than I expected. How long is this season supposed to last again? [If it's a show, it's gotta be season-based. At some point, the crew (if there is one) has to stop filming and everyone gets a mini-vacation. He hopes.]/small>
And hey, I don't mind if you're busy. Looks like anyone could get distracted by this planet.
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[He shifts a bit uncomfortably on his heels. It's something he'd actually managed to not think about for a little bit, but now that it's brought up like this...]
You think something might happen at the end of a season, though?
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[It's hard to tell, in a place like this, but Shawn hasn't heard anything about a challenge or clues to follow. There would've been more complaining over the communicator-device things, right?]
Or are we more like The Real World, where they put invisible cameras everywhere and hope we bring in the drama?
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[Megaman folds his arms, frowning.]
Invisible cameras, that might be likely! I'm still really not sure how they're even able to watch us, otherwise, because I haven't found a single one yet. But... [He hesitates.] Challenges--maybe? Would an attack from space count for that sort of thing, you think?
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Uh-huh.
Wait, did we actually get hit by an enemy fleet? [He's more surprised his guess was right.] Because when that happens, the prize is usually staying alive.
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[But with a shrug and a puffed sigh, he nods.] You're right though, yeah, we did get hit. It was pretty recently, actually...you might not have noticed it yet, but we're still sort of patching up a few things on the Golden right now! [And he smiles again now, still wry but pretty genuine.] It's a good thing you're an engineer too, on that front--I'm sure you could definitely be a lot of help! If you'd like to lend a hand?
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[He knows what he should say, yeah, man, and the words are on the edge of his tongue. But no one ever told him that he'd start his job as an engineer - a job he doesn't know how to do - in the deep end. Shawn gulps, nodding before he rubs the back of his neck.]
Of course. Just, uh, tell me exactly what you need me to do, and I'll help you guys out the best I can. [Nervously:] I didn't do much of this back home, as I said, so - if I don't do any of this right, you'll tell me, won't you?
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And so, at the question, his smile shifts to something a bit more understanding.]
Yeah, of course! It wouldn't be very nice to just leave you in the dark or something, after all...and it all seems like a lot when you're new. But I definitely wouldn't mind helping you get settled in! And if you ever have any questions, ah, I don't think I'm too hard to find usually...
[He laughs a bit, gesturing absently at his own person in general--is he talking about the aggressively blue uniform? Maybe he is. But, shifting to step around Shawn and approach the table behind him, Megaman gestures a bit more widely to the room around them.
This is the engine room--I tend to put a lot of my things in here, so I'm usually in this room more than anywhere else, hah. If you ever need me I'll probably be in here!
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Thanks. So, I've just gotta check the engine room first before anywhere else. I think I can do that much.
[He pauses, folding his arms as he takes in the objects around the room again. It's definitely packed with things, and while Shawn doesn't think he'll leave much of his junk lying around, now seems like as good of a time as any...]
You sure you're okay with sharing the space? [He's teasing, really.] I'm kind of a photographer back home. I try not to clutter things up with all my photos, but it does happen every now and then.
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Ah--no, sharing space shouldn't be an issue! If you want to, I mean...I wouldn't mind! [True, it does sound like Shawn is teasing more than anything, but Megaman smiles a bit sheepishly anyway.] If it gets too cluttered I can always move some things to my bunker instead, it should be okay... [--Wait. He perks up a bit.] Hold on, you're a photographer, though? --With physical photos, you mean...?
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[Shawn headtilts.] Well, there is the internet kind, but we haven't advanced far enough back home for that to be a huge thing yet.