Paisley Mingle!

[whereivebeen]

Who: Paisley and Guests
Broadcast: if you like
Action: SS Paisley
When: 4/2-4/15ish, fudge dates as you need or please

[ Screw talking about April Fool's.

Or talking.

Do we actually want to get to know each other or are we just going to quietly ignore the fact that we all exist on the same ship? ]

☯001

[likeagirl]

Who: Suki
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video!
Action: Marsiva!
When: 4/5, in the afternoon!

[the video feed starts, showing a girl with brown hair to her shoulders and pink lipstick. She looks... unsure. curious, but a little nervous, like she’s not sure what’s going on, but not for a lack of trying to figure it out on her own. that’s a fair assumption, actually.]

So, can anyone help me find someone? I looked through a couple of these posts, but I don't think I saw him. He’s about my age, dark skin and hair, blue eyes, hair in a ponytail...

[her movements are very animated, and she even tugs the top of her hair back to demonstrate the ponytail. she ties that part of her hair up.]

He’s pretty easy to remember, if you’ve met him. Loud, sarcastic, constantly complaining? Probably trying to eat things he shouldn’t?

[She’s saying such mean things, it’s surprising how loving her tone is.]

His name is Sokka. If you’ve seen him, can you let me know? My name is Suki. I’m going to be a pilot here! So, I... guess I’ll be seeing you guys around?

[Something in her voice says she really has no idea what she’s doing, but she’s rolling with the punches.]

01 ❀

[princessia]

Who: Elize Lutus
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Marsiva newcomers only
When: 4/5 - 4/10 (until the next shuffle)

[ The broadcast shows a small, brown blonde-haired girl in a dress of various shades of purple and adorned with ribbons and frills. She looks young, probably only about eleven or twelve.

How she has an understanding to working the communicator console and any other knowledge implanted into her mind is on the bottom of her concerns at the moment. The most important thing right now for her is finding her best friend, Teepo. One moment, she was chasing an Exodus agent and suddenly she found herself waking up in space. ]

Give him back...

[ Elize is tearful and shaken up, clearly distraught. Although she's trying to sound demanding (though it's starting to sound more like begging or desperate pleading from her), she's also dreadfully shy, unable to look directly at the feed for a long period of time.

Her arms feel empty without her stuffed doll in her arms. There's nothing for her to hold on to for security, having her resort to anxiously clasping her hands and looking side to side nervously. Her staff is gone too, which makes her feel even more vulnerable. ]

Please give me back my friend, Teepo. I need him. I can't... I can't...

[ Trailing off, she's unable to finish her sentence as she tries to speak in between sobs and sniffles. Luckily, her crying isn't loud and annoying. Just soft sobs. She could have asked different questions, like why is she here? Where is this place? But no, she needs Teepo.

For anyone else on the Marsiva, she can be found quietly huddled up into a ball off to the side, a corner, or anywhere she thinks she can be away from others. ]

(no subject)

[tinyplum]

Who: Honda Tohru and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: H.S. Marsiva
When: Any time 4/4 till 4/10 is cool


S-s-s-space...!!

[Good morning, Drift Fleet. Today you have one blonde, stating the obvious and being very alarmed about it as she looks out the window with wide eyes.]

I-incredible! How did I--

[She gasps.]

This is an.. abduction?!

Ah, but I had work! And then Kyo... a-and Akito-kun!

[She drops her head, mumbling pathetically.]

I'm going to be so late...

[And then she notices something. And that is the dead silence.]

..is there no one here?

[Wow, dumped in an empty room, rude. After a moment she'll go see if she can find anything on this ship... like maybe another living being.]

(no subject)

[volatilise]

Who: briony vincent
Broadcast: anyone. come at me.
Action: marsiva
When: 4/5, afternoon

[ None of this seems possible. In fact, it all seems like some crazy dream, maybe someone drugged her. But when pinching herself doesn't do more than leave her arm red and sore, Briony starts to wonder if maybe being drugged would be preferable to what is apparently reality. The really weird part is how much of it all makes sense to her. Space, the ships, how to work these weird machines... And she's never been much of a fan of science-fiction, either.

So she's communicating with folks now by use of those nifty communication stations, at least trying to look proper and like she doesn't want to throttle someone. ]

Alright, well...I don't quite know what I'm doing here, and I know someone's going to want to explain that, but you really don't have to do that because, well, I don't really care-- sorry.

[ She is so not sorry. ]

And I'd just rather know how to leave peacefully because I don't think anyone wants there to be trouble, right?

[ She looks like she's looking for something in a purse. Unfortunately, when she does pull out what she seemed to be looking for (a book), absolutely nothing happens. Thaaaat'll put a damper on things.

Just not her temper. ]

Oh, what-- this shit isn't funny at all!

[ Cutting the feed then. If any Marsiva folks are around, feel free to make fun of her. Or just watch out so you don't get hit by the book she's tossing behind herself with absolutely no thought given to who is around. ]

Magic Lessons et al!

[got_it_memorized]

Who: Axel and Anybody, really
Broadcast: None planned
Action: On the Tourist
When: The week of April 5-11

[Axel is actually pretty stoked about giving magic lessons. Even if he's not certain Hiro and Steven will be able to produce magic, it'll be kind of nice to do this again. Showing Roxas the ropes and helping him grow and learn had been a really important part of his life, and he hadn't even fully realized it until Roxas was gone. Roxas had given him a purpose beyond just being the Organization's go-to guy when they needed a job done quick and clean, and that's something he misses. He misses purpose. Well, if a Nobody can miss such things. If a Nobody can miss anything.

[No, he's certain he misses it. He's certain he misses Roxas, too.

[He gave Steven and Hiro open invitations to drop in whenever they had time, so whenever they show up, the lesson can begin! He also gave Kaneis an invitation to pop in to try an orange, since he needs to be educated on such things. Basically, the Tourist is too quiet a lot of the time, so Axel doesn't mind visitors. Wanna hang out? Come on by!]

Alert! Alert!

[thespaceopera]

[bright and early one Sunday morning, proximity alarms begin to blare. could it be another set of disorienting malfunctions?

no... this one is for real. the Drift Fleet is under attack!

any ship with a scanning array will pick up a small swarm of ships--roughly the same caliber as the ships in your fleet--swooping in fast from distant space. any pilot, engineer, or communications officer who remembers those strange blips in the radar over the last several months can confirm that this is that very same group that's been following them. this time, they're not leaving room for negotiations, and they will not respond to any hailing or threats. they are on a mission.

within minutes, weapons are live, and the fleet is fired upon. suddenly, the casual drifting of the fleet turns into something much more real, and much more dangerous.

do you follow your augment's call and run to your station? do you flee your responsibilities? do you wish you could help and can't? are the captains leading or floundering, and are their crews even listening?

for a few terrifying moments, the fleet will be hammered, and Atroma is silent. you are all on your own, dear passengers. your little ships are not prepared for this, you have not been trained--and your enemies have no such trouble. a few ships are even shot down, forced to make crash-landings on nearby stations.

things look grim as the terribly-outmatched little fleet fights to defend itself... until the attacking fleet suddenly turns and bolts back into the darkness without warning.

maybe the attack was a warning. maybe they were just testing you. maybe something frightened them off.

whatever the reason, you are all left beaten and confused, without explanation at all.]


ooc post → here
this is a little event to kick off April! and it is essentially a glorified themed mingle, so there is no rush to reply to this immediately. the outcomes of the ships have been predetermined, based on the augments of the crews. all of that information and more (including info for people on hiatus and who wish to opt-out) can be found on the ooc post as well.

flourish or buckle under the pressure, help or hinder, and most importantly-- have fun!