mingle part deux

[summerschild]

Who: Blue Fishes (and visitors)
Broadcast: Nah
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: January 22nd and beyond

[We've seen Blendergate 2K16, and now it's time for... AZULAGATE. And all means of other shenanigans.]

(no subject)

[ydata]

Who: Momo and you
Broadcast: Fleet wide
Action: MARSIVA yeahyeah
When: right now

[Okay, this is weird. Momo doesn't recognize this ship and it makes her a little worried. She's checking out her surroundings in a frantic manner. Pretty obvious she's confused.]

Is it just me or am I on the wrong ship? Even if that was true--this is impossible. [Oh no.]

We don't have any ships with this kind of model nowadays. I feel like I'm far away from the Second Militian star cluster too. Could this be a simple misunderstanding? [It'd be nice if that were the case.]

Um, I honestly don't know what to think anymore. Things have gotten pretty drastic. I hope its alright for me to be lingering around here.

[Is she intruding on anyone??? Seriously, what on earth??]

Open Video

[lostthebet]

Who: Cayde-6 and you
Broadcast: Video - Open
Action: Bloodsport, Cargo Bay
When: Today

Hey Fleet!

[Cayde situates the device so the camera catches the cargo bay. He's set it up for a party; large space cleared in the middle with crates pieced together in a table, boxes and chairs dot the perimeter for more social seating. He's got a few packs of cards he picked up at the last planet and a hefty number of poker chips that he ... picked up ... at the last planet. Also there is a stag skull on the wall as decoration that may or may not also be a helmet]

Don't let yourselves get bored wasting away on your same-old ship with your same-old crew. I mean, yeah I'm sure they're great; but when they're running around, busting up shuttles and blenders, a little change of scenery and a good fun time isn't such a bad idea.

So that's why you should pop over to the Bloodsport for Poker Night! And Black Jack, and Euchre, and whatever else you can imagine to play with 52 of these bad boys. [He tosses a pack of cards up and down in his hand for effect.]

Come on by Sunday on the intergalactic calendar for a break from the mundanity of fleet life! All credit-levels accepted. [Because oh yes there will be betting.]

05 - Awaken from a quiet sleep - Video

[innercactus]

Who: Asteffiel
Broadcast: Yes
Action: For Tourist
When: 1/22, noonish-


... I guess space means that Tixx and Toxx can't get here. I guess that's a good thing? Because then there's no Toypocalypse.

[ Guess who finally feels safe about bringing up Wintersday. ]

... Or maybe he did show up, and Toxx just didn't do anything. I keep finding candy.

[ Which totally means tiny asura 'santa' happened and he didn't notice.

He's silent for a moment, looking in thought, before he brightens - a little literally, his eyes dimmed a little when he was thinking there. ]

I also have apples that taste pretty good. If anyone wants to try them. Or has seeds they want to have grown!

(no subject)

[halfblinded]

Who: Hakkai and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now!

[Hakkai rises back to consciousness very slowly, with a sense of dread whose source he can't immediately identify. He's cold, all the way down to his bones...but that's not surprising, he remembers, considering where they last were.

His eyes fly open, and he sits up in alarm. Although the fight was over, they were definitely not out of danger yet, wounded and in the open with no shelter. He hadn't thought he'd been so drained from healing Sanzo as to lose consciousness...

...but the surroundings that meet his eyes are definitely not a remote mountainside, and perhaps even more surprisingly, nothing hurts. Did someone find them? How long has he been asleep?

There doesn't seem to be anyone around, but he calls out anyway, a little hesitantly.]

...Is anyone there?

[No helpful villagers - or creepy scientists, as seems a little more likely in this kind of setting - make an immediate appearance, and he's fully healed and recovered from the chi drain of...whenever he was last conscious, so he gets up to look around.]

What sort of place is this...?

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[flameandpassion]

Who: Hino Rei [flameandpassion] and YOUUUU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: The Marsiva.
When: Now!

[ ah, the flood of new people.

rei has been watching the network for the past half-day or so, and carefully exploring the marsiva. she's run into a fellow fire princess, but has avoided most everyone else. instead, she's been listening. waiting, watching. absorbing as much as she can before recognizing that this is, indeed, not a joke.

she's no longer in adstringendum, but somewhere new. either castiel's ritual failed, or the animus decided to say one last 'fuck you' to their favorite shinto priestess before kicking her out the door. aelia, as always, is a cruel mistress.

so when rei turns on the feed, she looks like a typical eighteen-to-nineteen year old girl, but her eyes look a lot older. her hair is long and falls across her shoulders, and she's wearing a sweater, jeans, and boots -- all miraculously mended thanks to the atroma. how nice of them.

there's no hope in her expression, necessarily, but she can't help but ask : ]

Is there anyone here from Adstringendum?

[ that should bring out the familiars, anyway. and rei waits, almost as if she's expecting someone to burst in from off screen and go SURPRISE -- but when that doesn't happen, she continues, a bit wryly -- ]

If not, then I guess I have to start from scratch. Hino Rei, your new securities personnel. Or... whatever they call it.

[ she certainly doesn't look pleased about it, anyway, and finally, her expression breaks into something frustrated. ]

But if this so-called reality TV show thinks that they can just take over where the Animus left off, they have another thing coming, because I've had it up to here with --

[ and rei stops herself before gritting her teeth, exhaling slowly, and frowning into the camera. ]

When do I get off of this thing?

001

[takingkarabusiness]

Who: Kara & u
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Tonight

[ A blonde woman with glasses and her hair up in a ponytail appears on the screen. She squints momentarily and then brightens and waves genially ]

Hi, my name is Kara, and this is pretty exciting, huh? Being in space and stuff… It's really not an opportunity that people from Earth, of which I am one, get too often. I wonder, what's everyone's favorite part about being in space? I think mine is looking out into the expanse and wondering what else is out there and, like, what everyone calls the toast with the egg in the middle? Toad in a hole? Egg's nest? What if it's some really weird name like "cyclops wheat square"?

[ she laughs, snorting slightly ]

How strange would that be?

Anyway, let me know! I can't wait to hear!

[ she waves enthusiastically and turns off the video ]

( #001 )

[brainiest]

Who: Hermione Granger and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, baby
When: From now until shuffle!

[ When she wakes up, the first thing that's obvious to her is that this is not her house; it's nothing like it, and that's more than enough to have her drop her hands to her hip - where, again, there's nothing familiar. The next stop is around her neck and it's obvious that she finds some comfort there, her fingers sliding around a ring before she breathes out and moves to sit up. At least some things are familiar, and she recognises a video feed when she sees it, lifting her free hand to push her hair out of her eyes. ]

Well, this isn't the Drabwurld, is it.

[ She sounds remarkably put out about it, shifting to stand and adjust her weight, her fingers finally dropping away from the ring around her neck. It's only then that she really looks into her feed, wondering if it worked just like the lockets did - and, at the same time, wondering if she ought to be afraid. Considering the number of worlds and things she saw and went through in the Drabwurld, however, she thinks that it'll take a little more than this to put her on edge, even without her weapons. ]

I don't suppose anyone here has heard of Nimh Gleanne? Leathann? ... Anything like that?

[ There's a kind of awkward hopefulness in her voice as she tries to smile, the scar on her cheek shifting with her lips. ]

Anyone?