closed; >> what could possibly go wrong tho

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Who: Megaman and Anders
Broadcast: n/a
Action: SS Golden
When: idk waves hands vaguely.....sometime before calibrations at least

( nothing at all clearly!! )

006 - And now we present Sokka in an act of desperation

[alwayscomeback]

Who: Sokka and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish
When: 11th

[The feed turns on to Sokka looking exceptionally miserable, the Blue Fish's kitchen as his backdrop. He turns to wave a hand at the empty kitchen, because this is an important part to his point.]

Do you see that, Flooters? Do you know what that is? That is a kitchen devoid of a cook, which is just about the saddest thing in the universe. Even sadder than a turtleduck with one leg. It's that sad.

SO! Does any cook here want to help out the Blue Fish? We have every single upgrade at your disposal if you want to come cook for us! We even have frozen meat and fish, hunted fresh by your handsome captain here.

[He's turning on the puppy eyes. Don't stare too much into them, they'll steal your soul.]

Please. We might die. Pleeeeeaaaaaase feed us.

☆001;

[drowsier]

Who: Otto Hellinger + OPEN
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: y for Huntress
When: current

[Video;]
[When the video pops up, the slightly diminutive-appearing young human transmitting is right up in it, peering. So there's an uncomfortable half-second of face, before he sits back, scratching his head and looking a little sheepish.

He's been hiding out, essentially, since his arrival. Watching, irritated and paranoid, for signs of dangers that, in his opinion, he's already had his fair share of. He'd worked hard for his chance at peace and quiet, after all. It seemed a little insulting to get otherwise, and in such a baffling fashion, out of nowhere. But it's going to do him no good to be elusive, so here he is, and he puts on a big smile to make the mood.]

Oh, okay, that's going. So, uh, hi! After some studious observation you all might like to know that I, in my infinite good will, have determined that you're all not, in fact, murderous mad scientists. Most of you, anyway. Probably. So in the name of foreign relations I figure I should introduce myself to the masses. The name's Otto Hellinger, veteran hero of justice, at your service. I'll be taking applications for sidekicks at any time.

[Action, Huntress;]

[After scurrying about being as hard to spot as possible for the last few days, there's now a ??kid?? with a flashy dyed red streak in his hair lounging in the bridge, sitting sideways in the pilot's chair, looking at everything without actually touching. He's short, but well-built, not quite stocky but obviously fit, and while his body language is lazy his eyes are sharp.]

Space, huh... You're gonna go way faster than a CTC transport.