(no subject)

[pain_train]

Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: HS Marsiva hospitality deck
When: 6/13

[It's... probably a sad statement about Wrath's life that waking up in a strange place with something plugged into her neck? Not actually that weird. Not remembering how she got to said place? Also not that weird. Not remembering signing up for some kind of reality show?

At this point she just assumes that she's been subjected to another recode.

...okay, maybe a recode that went a little wrong. Who knows how much time she's lost, but it's an accomplishment that she's immediately aware of those things, she knows that. And she also knows better than to think about it too hard. Just have to roll with the punches.

Focus on what she can do. Which would be figuring out the communicator thing (hey, that's all pretty familiar!), try to read some stuff to get oriented, give up on reading, and just go for it.

So there you go. Tiny woman, bright pink hair, surprisingly deep voice.]

Maine? Orion? You around anywhere? Delta? North? Christine? Foxtrot? Whiskey?

[That basically covers everyone immediately important.]

Also, if anyone's seen my cane, I'd really like to have it back. It's about... uh. This big. [Holds hands apart.] And it's a cane. But don't press the button on it, there's a sword inside and the spring is kind of touchy.

And my chems. Those are kind of important.

And my kitten. This big. [Teeny.] Calico tabby with little pink jellybean toes.

That will be all, thank you.

[Very authoritative nod, sign off.]

[And after this, she's limping off to find a window and lose her damn mind with delight that she's in space. She can't wait to tell Maine! ...at some point.]

One!

[tobeajedi]

Who: Vima Sunrider
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Marisiva hospitality deck
When: 6/14

[video]

[It's a scowling teenager on your screen, sitting crosslegged on a cot.]

Hey. So. It sounds like I've been kidnapped to participate in some crazy holo-show with a bunch of other people who've been kidnapped. I guess that's not evil, but it's still really annoying.

I'd make a stink about getting out of here once I find out where those jerks hid my lightsaber, but I've got a feeling that's not going to help much. So... hi. I'm Vima Sunrider. Are there any other Jedi around here?

[action]

[Vima is exploring before and after she makes that transmission... checking out the weird exercise equipment, looking at the big transmission screens, poking her head into the cafeteria, and mostly looking for other people.

You might also find her staring out of the bay windows, wondering just where in the Galaxy she is.]

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we interupt you now

[thespaceopera]

[as opposed to the recent stretches of extended silence from Atroma, it seems like it hasn't even been a full week since the last time the jingle has sung out from the speakers. and by the slight edge in Diamond's voice, subtly hushed and hurried, maybe the broadcast had been a last-minute decision.]

Good morning, you little adventurers! ...My goodness, it seems that you've made quite a little discovery, haven't you?

It's a good thing that we happen to be welcoming quite a few new faces this week, isn't it? Out with the old, in with the new! And we wish a hearty congratulations and good luck to Captain Barnes, as he takes command of his ship in such an eventful time.

[her voice becomes a little clearer, crisper, as she presumably moves closer to the microphone.]

Because, something like this is going to take manpower, you know. Teamwork. It's so exciting-- using your brain, using your hands! Think of what an addition like this to the fleet could mean!

We're all on the edges of our seats here, dear passengers. The audience is riveted.

Be careful and be brave, as the worlds are watching!

[and, as usual, Diamond's voice cuts out, but the dead air remains open for a time.]


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[youwillgotohell]

Who: Morgana and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: HMS Marsiva hospitality deck
When: 6/13

[action]

[Morgana can't remember falling asleep, but when she wakes, she thinks it's into a dream: this isn't her bed, this isn't her room, this certainly isn't Camelot. Panic makes her leap from the cot, skirts tangling under her legs. It's not until she takes several steps away from the bed that she realizes she isn't limping. When she tests her weight on her left leg, there's no pain, and when she yanks up her skirts to stare at her calf, there's no sign at all of the damage the serket's sting did.

Magic.

Eyes wide, Morgana turns to exploring: fear has clawed at her these past few days, but she can't sit and wait to be told what is going on. But there isn't much to explore, and the more she sees, the more afraid she is. When she comes to a stop in front of the windows - they must be windows, but what she's seeing, what she knows she's seeing, doesn't make sense - Morgana wraps her arms around herself and stares at the stars, waiting for them - and her place among them - to make proper sense.]

Where are you, Arthur?

[video]

[Later, after she heads back to her cot and finds her communicator, Morgana manages to turn on the video function. She's not entirely sure where to look, though, so welcome to a terribly shot challenge.]

I am the lady Morgana, and I demand to know who is responsible for bringing us here. I warn you, when King Uther discovers what you've done - he won't show mercy.

[She's putting on a brave face and throwing out all the false bravado she has, but there's something brittle in her voice at the end. It was only yesterday she saw how little mercy Uther had to spare, after all.]

nothing is perfect, but your imperfections are quaint

[diomedea]

Who: AN ENTIRE BLOODSPORT AND ANY VISITORS
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: On the Bloodsport!
When: 6/14-6/21

[WELCOME TO THE BLOODSPORT HICCUP don't mind the crew. They're. Uhh. Unique.

Enjoy your pudding! What's the crew up to this week?]

(no subject)

[normallycharmed]

Who: Piper
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck, if they want to!
When: Early 6/14ish

[Well, it's not often she broadcasts anything. Aside from her initial arrival she's made careful notice not to (not that it really means anything, but she's boring enough she hopes Atroma wouldn't enjoy showing cleaning to everyone). She prefers keeping her personal business to herself and had always been fairly well reserved, so broadcasting to a larger portion of people wasn't her thing. Especially not when they were being video-taped 24/7.

Today's a little different, however, as she turns the feed on fidgeting with the Amethyst carved key still hanging around her neck.]

Yeah, alright. I don't really care about this whole exploring another ship business. So you all can have fun with that.

[Not to mention, she doesn't think that's a particularly good idea. Her exploring a ship. Since she has very little control over her magic right now so. That would be a dumb idea, but it's not something she broadcasts and she's too stubborn to admit that to a whole array of people openly-- especially, not those who don't know.]

So, if you're not too busy slaying aliens right now, here's a question for you: What do you think of your crewmates? Just coworkers? There some kind of theme on your ship?There was a place I was before that shuffled us into groups like this. They weren't bad, but they kept talking about everyone being a family and go upset if you weren't exactly going for it. They seem to be closer than the crews around her, but they had a good reason for it.

[What with dying with each other. Or memory sharing. Empathy bonds. She seriously hopes Atroma doesn't learn from that mess.]

Call it curiosity. And a lot of time on my hands.

[Also, other things. But. Again. Not saying that.]