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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Robin
Broadcast: Text
Action: None
When: At around 2:30am (central atroma time?)

--

[in the dead of night, a single line of text appears posted on the network:]

I thnk he lickedmy eye







[ ... no, seriously, that's it. that's the text. thank goodness we have this miraculous technology to communicate our important thoughts. notably, if anyone tries replying, it'll take him a good eight hours of game time to finally respond.]

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[catamite]

Who: Nelkeila "Trashbag" Tarid
Broadcast: Video, fleetwide
Action: Any ship
When: Noonish


[while all passengers of the Drift Fleet should have the augment-given knowledge needed to pilot the SR shuttles without help, some people need their hands held a little bit to actually get started. so, now that someone has finally 'taught' him to fly, (thanks for leaving that legacy, Shawn,) Nel can be found zooming around through space, buzzing the various ships of the fleet.

he just wants to say hi, okay. a couple times, he even gets close enough that he can practically wave through the windows at the faces inside. hello, friends!

also, he may never have gotten the fact that drivers are supposed to stay off the phone while catapulting through space. with something blaring in the background, a video feed pops on from inside an active shuttle-- seemingly from Nel's lap, until he jostles the device around and props it on the dashboard.]

--Hey! Does anyone race these things? They go way faster than I thought they would!


[...are those proximity alarms in the background, or just part of the music? who knows!]

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[madeinahole]

Who: Amethyst
Broadcast: Nah
Action: SS Windrose
When: Right after the shuffle

She had known the shuffle was coming, but had been expecting it to be more like a warp pad, and less...Star Trek. So Amethyst appeared in the cargo bay of the Windrose momentarily disoriented. She had a mission, though. Get the layout of this ship. Find a shuttle. Get to Steven. Gotta get to Steven. Gotta find something familiar in this messed up place.

Strange Sci-Fi technology that isn't Gem tech is not something she's used to, though, and she's curious despite herself. So the Windrose got a short purple woman with lots of hair poking around into everyone's stuff.

Eventually, she did come to a conclusion: "Wow. This place is kinda a dump."

[ can't carry anymore. ]

[arcanepower]

Who: Belthazar and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Bishop!
When: Backdated to Sunday the 17th

[video;]

[Belthazar scribbles something in his journal with a quill pen, unaware that the camera is on.]

Another year passes, and I am still no closer to the answers I need.

[He sighs and leans his head back to stare up at the ceiling. The rest of him deflates against the chair, arms hanging down at his sides. He is really very slight and skinny even if wearing black tends to make him look more adult.

After a moment, he begins to quietly hum a gently lullaby that might be familiar to some.]

[action;]

[Anyone visiting the kitchen will find a boy eating a sweet berry pie of some kind, warm and gently glazed and delicious. Belthazar isn't really the type to announce his birthday or go all out for himself. He could make a six tier cake like he did for Ino that one time, but... no. Too much effort. He'd rather just have some comfort food.

There appears to be enough pie to go around, though, regardless. Food tastes better with friends even if he would rather not admit it.]

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[noiinteam]

Who: Sousuke!
Broadcast: Video!
Action: Caprine!
When: 1/18!

[hello, flooters. sousuke is setting up the video on the console of the caprine, and sitting back in his pilot's chair. he looks a little tense. when he speaks, his naturally low voice is just as stiff.]

... It's nice to meet you all. My name is Yamazaki Sousuke, and I was recently brought aboard the SS Caprine as a co-pilot. I... am still not sure why I was chosen to be here, after seeing many of you on the planet we were on, or on the Iskaulit, but since I've been told there's no way home, I will... do what I can to be of use in this fleet.

[he's going to bow his head lightly.

[and then turn off the feed.

[fuck that was awkward.]

[Golden Mingle - It's glitter-tastic!]

[effluent]

Who: The crew of the SS Golden and any visitors!
Broadcast: Could be? We'll see what people do.
Action: SS Golden
When: 01/18 -> Any time in the coming week

[Ah, the Golden. A lovely little ship with a weird little crew. They got two new people last week, and now another person? How will they all get along? Tune in and find out!

Yep yep, it's a mingle, crew of the Golden. Time for all these weirdos to hang out and see what happens...]