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[thespaceopera]

[according to the scanners, the fleet is hitting some kind of anomaly today... or is it? the electronics have all been acting very strangely today. it's hard to tell which readings are real, and which are errors.

like this reading here that says the temperature is plummeting into the negatives. it doesn't feel cold, does it? and this one saying that life-forms are popping up all over the ship is very strange.

though, then again, maybe you're seeing things. if there is something going on with the electronics, maybe it's affecting the augments as well... because some of these things that you're seeing just can't be real.

or maybe you're feeling fine (you're sure of it) and that crewmate of yours--the one who is sitting in the corner and meticulously wadding up an entire roll of toilet paper--he is the one obviously having problems.

either way, between the electronics malfunctioning and the crews' questionable grasp on reality, it's impossible to tell if the strange broadcast crackling through waves of static is even really happening.]

TEN. NINE. [--the voice is digital. robotic. nothing like the boisterous man's voice that follows]

Am I calibrated? I don't feel calibrated... [more static. hissing and buzzing.]

EIGHT. --No, I can't do that. Just get it done, and-- SEVEN. SIX.

Ha! [he laughs. and a woman laughs along with, somewhere deeper in the interference.] Like that would ever happen. FIVE. ...Yeah, get a load of this guy, right? Classic.

Don't forget to smile, darlin'. FOUR. ...Okay, okay. I got it.

[the buzzing rises. and he suddenly sounds much more serious.] Sure. Whatever you say.

THREE. TWO.

--I hate this part--



(ooc: happy april first, floots. these effects only last ICly for today, but feel free to backtag and whatnot if you come to the party late. feel free to use this post for all reactions, hallucinations, confused broadcasts, checking on your crew, or any other related hijinks. have fun!)

002 - Looks like a discoball and tastes like strawberries and dreams

[wolfuncaged]

Who: Fenris and you!
Broadcast: Video: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist.
When: Today. SPONSOR DROP for all characters who have started a romance aboard the Fleet

( This cut is probably NSFW )

Tarsakh 2 1369 DR - Awakening

[child_of_bhaal]

Who: Syeira and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Midnight April 2nd (mostly to avoid any confusing with the April Fools stuff going on)

[It is not a graceful waking. The figure covered in a shimmery cloak suddenly startles awake, over alert, mostly fighting with the fabric as it tangles them up like a net. The person falls out of the bunk, making a sound like a discordant windchime when they land. Only then do they fight the clasp open and fling the cloak off, taking in a gasp of air, as if they'd been choking.

It's a girl, with wild curly long hair, the color of freshly spilt blood. She's wide eyed for a moment, before whatever she'd been dreaming about faded. Then reality sinks in around her. Definitely not Suldanessellar, and she's definitely alone. A quick pat shows she's been disarmed.

She heaves a big sigh, running both hands through her hair -oh look, she's going pointed ears- and letting her ehad fall back against the bunk behind her with a controlled thud.]

Is it Second-day already? And here I thought I'd at least get one night to myself before my next abduction.

[She shivers, realizing she's still cold, when the chill from her nightmare should be seeping away. She rubs her arms, and then awkwardly yanks the cloak out from under her. Standing, she puts the thing back on, and if anyone has been watching this little scene from the start, suddenly that attractiveness she has seems to kick up a notch or two. Magic. Now huddled inside the shimmery cloak, she goes about getting her bearings. In doing so, she discovers her communicator, after having accidentally kicked it a little. Oops. Picking that up, she holds it in her palm for a moment, realizing she knows what this thing does. A think she's never seen before.

Tsk. Nod. Just great.]

And I've been force fed knowledge about things I've never seen. Gosh, is it my birthday too?