(no subject)

[stickupherforehead]

Who: Pearl and you!
Broadcast: Text
Action: On the Vanquish or on the planet
When: Now

Just so we're all on the same page, Steven Universe has left.

[and that's that. The optimistic answer is that he gets to go home, but there's still this nagging idea that she had neglected her duty.

Vanquish:
Once there's nothing left to clean, Pearl's going to take apart this engine. Hopefully you weren't about to use the ship and/or shuttle, because it's currently scattered into a million pieces.

Planet, one of the parks:
Looks like Pearl is in a swordfight with a hologram version of herself. The exercise starts off slowly, as they take measured steps around each other and trade blows and parries. As they start speeding up, Pearl starts breaking out of the set pattern. Holo-Pearl matches her blow for blow, until Pearl does a quick spin and skewers her image from behind. The hologram flickers and then disappears, but Pearl doesn't look satisfied. She could use a better opponent.]

(no subject)

[mortalcoil]

Who: Coil and anyone listening
Broadcast: Text | Anonymous, Fleetwide
Action: SS Red Fish
When: Beginning of March


[if there has been any discussion or collaboration concerning these gumball things, Coil certainly hasn't bothered to look for it before now. he has only been working on his own and with a precious few other people, locked away in his own little lab, until he has something really tangible to share. and when he does, it's just a crude, anonymous text message dumped out to the network at large, along with an uploaded attachment.]

Gum
- isolated and manipulated
- polymer unknown? synthetic?
- regular pattern and structure
- use and purpose unknown
- not foodstuff

important to atroma maybe? valuable? secret? dangerous?

to other labs: find similar results? any further study?

[and that's pretty much it, because Coil may be competent with science, but typing is another matter entirely. even the attachment he posts, which is the entire collection of his notes so far, are only scanned, handwritten documents. not a single thing has been typed up, so some other patient soul would have to transcribe them if they want something a bit more digital. the notes include the documentation of his testing, the chemical results, and several useful sketches of bits of the 'completed' gumball polymer.

after the broadcast is sent out, he leaves the communicator nearby so he can watch for replies, and gets right back to work in the meantime. if anyone happens to stop by in person, he can be found either in his lab, or stopping briefly by the kitchen for a snack to keep him going. he's going to be at this for a while.]

closed!

[ishere]

Who: Tadashi Hamada (ishere) & Ino Yamanaka (ino)
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the Three Twins and other places, probably.
When: Backdated like a month. :')

( it's a sappy log yo )

♖ 004.

[summerschild]

Who: Bran Stark and YOU
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Starlight and the Blue Fish
When: 3/8 - 3/10

ᴀ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀɪғᴛᴇʀ, sʜᴀᴘᴇsʜɪғᴛᴇʀ ((sᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ))

[Ever since Christmas, there's been a tiny white shadow aboard the SS Blue Fish, following Bran Stark around wherever he goes. But today, something is different. All throughout the station, Beca can be seen roaming alone, with a bit more curious energy than the shy creature normally exhibits. Instead of riding around on Bran's lap, she's out exploring the station with puppy-like vigor, sniffing out dropped food and trailing after shoelaces. She'll immediately run up to greet anyone Bran knows, almost as though she has an exciting message for them, but strangers are just as interesting and delightful to her.

You may notice, however, that she seems just a tad too intelligent for a fox pup. It's almost as if she knows what you're saying to her - and was that a nod?

Feel free to encounter Beca anywhere on the Starlight throughout Tuesday and Wednesday. But meanwhile, on the Blue Fish...]

ʙ. ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀɴ, sᴏ ᴛʜɪɴ ((ʙʟᴜᴇ ғɪsʜ))

[Bran has been asleep for two days, curled up and breathing deeply beneath his fur blanket. Though he occasionally makes a small twitch, nothing can be done to wake him throughout Tuesday and Wednesday.

Finally, on Thursday morning, Bran stirs. It starts with a wiggle of the nose, and then a sleepy blink up at whomever has been keeping watch. Then - a small whine, not unlike a noise that his pet fox would make. He immediately flushes, realizing that he's back in his human body, and pulls the blanket up to his chin.]

How long was I...?

[No more secrets, then.]

MINGLE FOR SS PATHSTONED

[killedwithlove]

Who: Anyone on the Pathstone. Living there, visiting, being held hostage...
Broadcast: No
Action: Pathstone
When: Now until the next one!

[Welcome to the SS Pathstone. They're either stoned, insane, or pretending they live somewhere else!]

[Action]

[passingthrough]

Who: Leia, Logan, Laura, Kitty
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Starlight Station
When: Nowish (but leaving it flexible)

[A small group of people who want to make bad life decisions have gathered in a more-or-less private space they scouted on the station. They're all recent-ish arrivals who don't like the idea of the augments, and certainly don't trust them.

They've heard stories about impossible impeding fear and unbearable pain, but they aren't easily stopped by either concept. Some things you have to see and do and know for yourself. Besides, they have mutants with healing powers and built-in hand-scalpes and one with the ability to disrupt electronics with a touch. Not to mention a woman with force abilities. What could possibly go wrong?]

[video] we'll turn the moon to blood

[interstices]

Who: Asuka Shikinami Langley
Broadcast: Video, Fleetwide
Action: SS Red Fish
When: 3/8

[Asuka is sitting on her bed, with a bright red notebook and pen in hand and a slight frown crossing her face. She's still wearing the same form-fitting red-and-purple combat plugsuit she's been in since her arrival. For once, she doesn't look so much annoyed as she does wary, though honestly, with her, it's hard to tell.]

This is Asuka Shikinami Langley. [No wave. She scribbles something on a notebook page that's probably just a line and not any kind of script.] I have a few questions for everyone. The more people that answer, the more accurate the survey, so I suggest you tell me.

[All business. Asuka would applaud herself for her own professionalism if there was any point. There's no telling how long it'll last.]

First, I want to know your nationalities. Second, I want to know what your occupation was before the Fleet. I'm trying to figure out if there's a pattern to the kidnappings or any groups that get targeted more than others.

[Which is what the notebook is for. She really doesn't trust the network not to bungle everything at Atroma's whim. There's a brief, reluctant pause, and then--]

Before you ask, I was born in Germany. I was a pilot before, too. That's all.

eighth labyrinth

[lord_wizard]

Who: Felix Harrowgate
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: The Iskaulit library
When: Today

[There's some disorienting tilting to the view from his communicator before Felix backs up into frame, affording the prospective audience both a decent view of the dark blue doublet he's obtained a few worlds ago as well as the room around him. The space is wide open and filled with a mismatched array of furniture and bookshelves that seem only partially occupied, which is really the thing of utmost import right now.

He smiles and offers the camera a sweeping wave]

Greetings, Fleet members. My name is Felix and I have a brief request for all of you. If you are not aware, this [Another wave] is the Iskaulit library. If you are new and not aware of the Iskaulit, it is a communal ship in the fleet which you can reach via shuttle. This library was previously curated by a former fleet member aboard one of the smaller ships, largely through their own finances and donations of others. Since then the collection hasn't much changed.

Now..[with that out of the way, it's time to get to business, and he folds his hands in front of him]...this is where I ask all of you for help. I realize we are all rather poor right now, but I also know many of you are finding ways to make up for it. I ask that you take a few of those chips and buy a book or two while we are still near the Starlight, as it may be the last chance we may have for a month or two. Not every place we visit will be nearly so full of ways to occupy your time, not to mention the stretches of time in between.

If you find it in your heart and better interest to contribute, you can bring any books you procure to me at the SS Starstruck, or bring them directly here. Nearly anything is appreciated. [He has some standards, but only some]