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[pain_train]

Who: Wrath and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide, video
Action: SS Windrose
When: 7/11 oh shit get her a space slurpee

[Wrath's a lot more cheerful than she was in her first broadcast, just because she now knows what the heck is going on. And really, the situation isn't that bad at all! No zombies! So she just about radiates warmth and a good, can-do attitude. It's almost eerie, really.]

Hi everyone!

Everybody has been working super hard, and this place is weird and doesn't have an actual command structure so I thought someone who isn't weird and creepy and involved in abducting people should say, good job! I'm really excited to be working with all of you now.

[Yes, on Planet Wrath, the job is king.]

Um.

I have to ask for a favor now, though. Sorry, it feels like a total dick move.

[She holds up the sad, flimsy cane that Dr. Crusher was able to find for her.]

I need something a lot sturdier than this so I can keep doing an effective job. If someone could make something for me, I'd really appreciate it. My old cane also had a sword blade in it and the sheathe had a good enough spring that I could like knock people out with it if I aimed right, so it'd be cool to get something with combat usefulness, but not necessary.

Also, I should probably get a pedometer again so something electronic will yell at me when I've been on my feet too long. Sorry, my back is all FUBAR because of that time I got thrown out a window, but I want to do a good job at being security and protecting everyone!

In exchange I can... uh. Well, I've instructed all kinds of basic combat training and I was number one for close combat for a couple decades so I can offer that. I can also draw and paint but that isn't so useful. Oh! And there's money, maybe? But I'd need some help figuring that out because numbers are... I'm not good at numbers.

Thank you, and good job everybody! [Enthusiastic thumbs up. Yes, she is for real.]

[On the Windrose, she's just doing what Wrath do, which is basically living in the armory at this point. Well, and looking out a space a lot, because it's space! And that will never stop being exciting.]

1st Broadcast - + one shapeshifter

[initforthemoney]

Who: Frobisher and YOU! Yes, all of you.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Friday and Saturday before the shuffle

[The broadcast opens to an extreme close up of a black beady eye. Frobisher is still trying to work out exactly how these devices work but hey, he's a penguin of some ingenuity. Convinced it's broadcasting, he waddles backwards giving the audience the time to appreciate his full and beautiful form. Such fine feathers. Such a handsome beak. Such... yes very much such a penguin.

You are receiving a video broadcast from a penguin. You're welcome.]

Hey, how's everyone doing today? Enjoying the view? Gotta say, real nice place you got here, I haven't seen this kinda hospitality since the Doc took us to the grand opening of the Space Hilton a while back. Real up market. Could use a little more variety in the diet though, how is a self-respecting penguin supposed to enjoy a free meal if you punks ain't got any fish in that canteen of yours?

Now that we've got the pleasantries over with, I'm looking for a guy. A specific one, actually. Tall, unruly curly hair, wearing an outfit like he got puked on by a aesthetically challenged rainbow. I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on the guy but you know what Gallifreyans are like, never following directions. If anyone sees him, tell him he's penguin friend's waiting to collect him on the hospitality deck. And Doc, if you're seeing this yourself, I'm gonna say you owe me BIG time for getting us into a mess like this again. We was supposed to be going to the South Pole, remember?

Once we get outta here I'm gonna be the one picking the destinations for the next week, got it?

Now while I'm stuck up here... this place got a pool?