video broadcast. REAAADING RAAAAINBOW.

[collegedropout]

Who: Sam and you!
Broadcast: video.
Action: if you're someone aboard or visiting the red fish would like, just lemme know!
When: today! Jan. 17th. hurrah.

[Sam has been mostly settling in. Now that the planet's behind them and he's got a hardy collection of salt and a bundle of self-written notes about the icy world they left behind, he's gotten back into learning some sign language (to bug Coil with, of course, though he's obviously not so great yet; sorry Coil). Outside of that, Sam's gotta keep himself busy, okay? Okay.]

And now we're buckled in for this long-winded space roadtrip again, right? At least I'm out of pajamas for this one.

[Small favors. Has it really been a month since he popped up? Feels like just yesterday. It's been a hoot, being in motion. Sort of.]

I'm all for the power of technology, but I'm actually more a fan of physical, paper books. There's just a difference there that's hard to replace with a network device. Anybody have any they'd be willing to let me borrow? Or maybe even trade for, though I'm a little limited on goods, fair warning. Hell, if there's a place around here with an actual library, that'd be great; I wouldn't mind helping out there with extending it however I can, planet to planet. Keeping it updated. After all, there's an eternal stream of history, fiction, poetry — all from different worlds and universes. Why not take advantage of the circumstances and learn about all of that in our spare time?

Anyone who takes there time writing or recording information, let me know. We could maybe include it in whatever we already have, get some cataloging in place, maybe download things digitally into the system as a back-up? If we have the ability to yet.

[Hmm. He sounds amused for a moment when he continues:]

If you guys did have to pick a book or series or something to include in a collection around here, what would it be?

... Chances of finding it in the middle of some random galaxy is kind of low, but I'm pretty sure us being here was one in a million.

[Wait, another thing.]

We have kids on board, too, right? Maybe I'll look for some kids books at the next place. I can only imagine how bored they'll get, sitting around on a ship. It's not like this place is giving younger passengers a lot to do.

[guys he's a fucking nerd what do you expect out of him]

(no subject)

[chryselephantine]

Who: Annabeth and you!
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide.
Action: Yes! On this post or on the Vanquish mingle.
When: Today.

[the feed opens with a closeup on a pair of narrowed gray eyes. then she draws back and the whole of her face comes into view, revealing a teenage girl with curly hair and a solid glower. she's mostly ignored the network until now, but it's been days and she, apparently, isn't going anywhere. knowledge is power, and she's not going to get that by trying to ignore her situation until it goes away. besides, she's a daughter of athena and that's not how she deals with problems. if using her communicator attracts monsters, it attracts monsters; but she hasn't seen any since she's been here. it's simultaneously nice and really weird.]

You know, this place could seriously use a welcome brochure. I wouldn't say no to an orientation video, either. Like, welcome to space! Congrats on being selected for the worst reality show ever. [or so says the irritating cheery voice she keeps hearing. ugh. and there she thought being featured on hephaestus tv at the thrill ride o' love was bad.] And that's saying a lot, believe me. I want information -- whatever you know about this place, the planets you've seen, monsters you've fought, anything. Bonus points if you can tell me what I need to do to find some burgers around here.

[she can hope. she moves to stop the feed, hesitates, and then pulls back for one last thing.]

And if anyone recognizes me from camp? You'd better say hi.

8. [video]

[pompous_today]

Who: Simon Tam and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport, if you want
When: Right now

[It had been a while since Simon had addressed the network, but he felt like it was important. He realized when the planet visit had come around how little he'd actually been interacting with people since River left, and it was taking its toll on him.

Time to fix that.]

Ah- hello to everyone, especially our many newer arrivals. I have been quiet lately, but I figured it was time to introduce myself- I'm Simon Tam, medical officer on the Bloodsport. I... [He hesitated.] I've been keeping to myself a lot over the past few months, and I'm wanting to change that. I would like to learn something new- how to garden so I can help grow medical plants on the Iskaulit, perhaps. I would also be up for brushing up on my self-defense skills, since I am quite rusty at best. And if anybody has any other suggestions, I am willing to listen.

Thank you.

(no subject)

[ino]

Who: Ino & you!
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide
Action: Three Twins, if you want
When: Today!

[ The video feed opens with a very irritable-looking blonde. She pinches the bridge of her nose for a moment, summoning the will to not just scream at everyone over the network ... and then there's a very long-suffering sigh as she looks up at the camera. ]

All right. Fine. I shouldn't have to say this, but since apparently some of you have serious issues and don't understand how creepy and perverted you're being, I'm going to.

I'm sure most of you remember the media files we got after that whole episode with the Marsiva. If you don't, everyone had some files uploaded to the network that were ... things from their home world? Things they might like? I don't know, something like that.

Anyways, I don't know why people keep nosing around in my file, but whatever. You're curious, I get it, they're public files, whatever. But whoever started PASSING THE DAMN THING AROUND to strangers needs to find a hobby. And stop before you send it to an actual child's mailbox! It's inappropriate!

[ She huffs, her fists clenched at her sides after that little bit of ranting. ]

And for the record, no, I don't enjoy that piece of crap, someone from my world happened to write it, and I guess Atroma thought it would be funny to give it to me.

Just -- find something better to do with your time, all right? Don't make me hunt you down. [ Is there a way to do that? She has no idea, but she'll act like she does! ]

.04 Scars are just places where I used to bleed

[touchofrogue]

Who: Rogue
Broadcast: Text
Action: A corner table in Varrick’s bar on the Iskaulit
When: January 17th

[Around 10 this morning as time is measured, this text goes live across the network, the numbers set to anonymous:]

**Wanted** Pilot with a pilot augment willing to risk a little trouble. If interested, interviews will be held at the Space Bar from approximately 3-6 today. Compensation for time and trouble to be negotiated.


Action
[Rogue sits with her back to the wall with a decent view of the door. She’d asked the bartender to inform anyone who came in and inquired about interviews to point them in her direction, and Nami had graciously agreed. This had been in her mind to determine for a while, but Loki's disappearance had just given her the proper motivation to try it. There is a determined set to her shoulders even as she tries to relax and nurse her drink. This would be what her friends would call reckless if they were feeling kind about things, which would be why she didn't plan on telling them.

...Ugh, waiting for interviews was not the best. Maybe she should have brought a book. She pages absently through her communicator instead.]

/takes the huntress out back and buries it (jan mingle pt. II)

[scrubscrub]

Who: Anyone on the SS Huntress! Crew and visitors.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Huntress
When: More of January! We got three new crew mates and it will be messy.

IT'S ANOTHER MINGLE FOR OUR EVER-EXPANDING SHIP.

Also, we need an update on how well Koala is doing at pinball.

God, help this ship.