Four Men and a Little Lady???

[got_it_memorized]

Who: The crew of the Tourist and potential visitors
Broadcast: probably not
Action: on the Tourist!
When: The week of April 12-18

[So the Tourist finally gets a female crew member! Hurray for representation! Or something. This is going to make quarters kind of awkward, but at least they have shields now, right?]

(no subject)

[grabthecheese]

Who: SS Windrose and any visitors
Broadcast: Mmaaybe?
Action: SS Windrose
When: After the shuffle!

[Being a ship made up entirely of new people, there's bound to be at least some confusion happening on the bridge. Who are these people? Is the ship supposed to be this small? Has everyone even seen confetti before? (The answer to that, at least, is: no.)

But it's time to figure it all out, because there's no one else around to help!]

video | wrong turn at albuquerque

[peacockherald]

Who: Vanyel Ashkevron & Anyone
Broadcast: Video, Fleet Wide
Action: SS Marsiva
When: After waking up & the week of April 12–18

<sub>[ Vanyel comes awake slowly, head pounding, feeling like he had just spent a week recovering from magic sickness, though at least he didn't feel the need to vomit. Blinking, he looks around the room, sitting up gingerly, clearly cautious. Looking down at himself, he's not surprised to see his Whites (which to anyone else would look medieval, a period costume), perfect and pristine, boots sitting at the end of the bed, polished within an inch of their life.

Over a series of long moments, those watching can see the realization dawn on his face that whatever he had been expecting, it was not this. Not the metal walls, or the sheets that covered him. Eyes dart around, trying to make sense of it all, lips set in a hard line. Vanyel suddenly stops, eyes glazing as if far away, his already pale skin paling further, hands shaking some in his lap, head hanging and his dark hair falling forward to shield his face. It takes several long moments for him to come out what could only be shock.

He swung his feet over the edge, reaching for his boots, tugging them on before standing. Clearly he has no idea his every move is being broadcasted. He sat there, rubbing his hands against his thighs. ]</sub>

It was to much to hope for, I suppose...

_{[ Another pause, gathering thoughts. ]}

If anyone is there, my name is Vanyel Ashkevron.

_{[ Now why would he do that? Perhaps this has happened before? Or maybe he expects guards outside the door. Anything was truly possible. ]}

And I would very much like to know where I am.

someone get a lady on this ship so I can't make that joke ever again

[unconfines]

Who: SS Golden Boys and whoever would like to visit
Broadcast: ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE WITH SCIENCE
Action: SS Golden
When: After shuffling!

[So we did all right during the Space Battle Interlude, but that doesn't still mean there aren't repairs to be done and shenanigans to be had.

IT'S A MINGLE GET IN THE VAN.]

Video | {1}

[rogueroyalty]

Who: George Cooper and anyone checking the Network
Broadcast: Fleet-wide, Video
Action: SS Golden
When: After the Shuffle

[There's a short pause after video comes up onto George's upper body, seated, the moment where he's working out if this is how it's meant to be, if it's correct, if this is how it works. And then he smiles warmly at... Well, the people? Those he seems to think are listening. It's like scrying, if he'd the Gift for that.]

I can't say I'd been expectin' to wake up to such a thing today, or for as long as I've been alive, but I'm beginnin' to accustom myself to the notion.

[His voice is lowerclass, a sort of faux-brit-possible-londoner-something but it's clear anyway, understandable. Medieval fantasy people.]

I'm George Cooper, newly of the SS Golden, and new to anythin' like this, truth to tell. I was hopin' someone out there might be able to explain precisely what a reality show might be, and what they mean for us to do. Are we travellin' somewhere in particular or is it a jaunt for no particular reason? Whoever went fiddlin' about in my mind didn't see fit to explain how a Player might go about playin' to no one.

[He shrugs goodnaturedly. He might be playing up the dumb city boy angle a little bit, but he wants information, and the non-threatening approach is generally the best.]

Outside of that, it seems I've only just missed a good deal of excitement. Is everyone makin' their way alright after the attack? Ah, and that said, has anyone a record of the appearance of those who fired on us, or was it precluded by the chaos? Might be useful, knowin' what to look out for.


[ooc: info trawling tiiimmme and also bits of this second part got broadcasted as well without his say-so after he put this video up so. If you'd rather contact him over that, there it is.]

oo2 / video

[mysterzie]

WHO "Ino" & YOU
BROADCAST Fleet-wide video!!
ACTION Starstruck for anyone that might look in the cargo bay.
WHEN April 12th.

[ Ino, what'choo doin'? She looks... strained. Stressed, but trying to hold it together. She's sitting in front of the camera, taking a deep breath as if to prepare herself for what she is about to say. ]

Hey, guys. This is really sudden, but I need to ask a favor of anyone who'd listen. It's important! I've got this friend... he's got a huge problem. Back where he's from, some people can hold a lot of powers in them, not magic or anything like that, and they need to take even more in sometimes or they go crazy. Or die.

Does anyone have any powers they could... lend him? He'll give them back, he promises, it's just—[ She reaches up, clutches at her chest like it's hurting her to think about it. Judging by the slight sheen of sweat on her face, maybe it is. ]—he needs help really badly. I'm worried about him, and there's not much I can do...

[ Her head dips, long bangs covering her face before she sucks in a breath, part for the show and part out of real difficulty in keeping herself together right now, before her hand snaps out and she turns off the feed to collect herself. ]