single and ready to mingle

[redactions]

Who: The crew of the SS Heron and visitors.
Broadcast: nope.
Action: Aboard the SS Heron.
When: After the Shuffle.

[ get in losers we're going mingling. starters in comments. ]

∞ 001

[cpt_ressentiment]

Who: Yosuke Hanamura and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: HMS Marsiva hospitality deck
When: 6/17!

► [ action ]

[ Yosuke doesn't stay in that bed for long. He rolls over... and falls right out of it. dfjakl

He sits up with a jolt, wide awake, and that does not at all help the shock of being somewhere completely foreign. He's on his feet in barely even a second, looking around, trying to see anything that might just give him a clue. There's not much, of course, and falling back on instinct, he reaches under the jacket of his school uniform for his kunai. But they're... not there. What...? ]

What the hell...?

[ He tries to take a few deep breaths, but he's too antsy to stay still in the face of something completely unknown. So he starts wandering away from his bed, and rather quickly - because if there aren't answers, he's going to put that on hold for a minute or two.

He has his friends to find. And he has to find them now. ]


► [ audio ]

[ Okay. He's calmed down a bit more now. Sort of.

He grabs the device from its place near where he woke up. So even though he's never seen one of these things before, somehow, he knows exactly what to do with it. Maybe it's just techno-instinct? The way they talk about his generation growing up on computers all the time - that's gotta be what's going on. Right? ... Yeah, well, one relization at a time.

He starts broadcasting. On purpose, even! ]

Okay. I have no idea who's listening to this, but if you can hear me, I just woke up in this weird... Uh. Space ship. [ A second of silence. ] I don't know, but that's what it looks like! But seriously, the point is, what's going on and how do I get out of here?

[ A longer silence this time - one with a sense of hesitation... until he finally decides, hell with it, and speaks up again! ]

If this is the Plane - I mean, you know, because it looks like space - then can someone really tell me what the hell is going on?

[ The sad part is, he's not entirely sure if he wants this to be the Plane or not... ]

(no subject)

[mortalcoil]

Who: Coil Lenn and you!
Broadcast: Text, open to all
Action: Anyone visiting the SS Red Fish
When: mid-June


→ [Text]
[it's maybe not as attention-getting as an audio or video broadcast, but a sort of quiet advertisement goes out over the network anyway.]

Engineers or anyone with construction/mechanical skills: your assistance is required aboard the SS Red Fish. please reply if interested. or come to the Red Fish.

Thank you.


→ [Action]
[and Coil leaves the door unlocked for anyone who might happen by.

those who do happen by, or live on the ship to begin with, can find Coil feverishly tinkering away in the lab. and it appears that he has kind of rearranged things. he hes redecorated a bit.

some storage cabinets and other things along one wall must not have been that important, because they have all been dragged away or removed entirely, and he is currently struggling to remove pieces of the wall panel itself. he doesn't have the right tools for it, but that certainly isn't going to stop him. and who knows what all off this scrap metal lying around in hazardous-looking piles is supposed to be for...

so, yeah. watch your step. don't get tetanus.]