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winnWho: Winn Schott, Cisco Ramon, and you!
Broadcast: yes!
Action: Iskaulit
When: now!
[ Today, Winn's broadcast comes live -- from in front of a door. it's a plain door, one of the Iskaulit's, as it happens - and on it is a plaque reading 'Discovery 1'. He clears his throat and offers the camera a little wave ]
Greetings, fellow Fleeters! Did -- we decide on Fleeters? [ He mimes at someone off screen, frowning at whatever reply he gets ]
Drifters, we said - Drifters. Drifting in Spacer. Oh! Wait for it - wait for it - Realitynauts. You know because we’re reality show starts and astro - never mind.
[ Cisco Ramon’s face, no longer a girl, is shoved inside the frame. He is clearly talking while eating some version of space sandwich ]
Is this thing recording? Hi guys.
[ Winn scrunches his nose at the terms ] Dude, ‘Drifters’ makes us sound like a New Age boyband. [ He shakes his head and looks back at the camera - oh yeah, it’s rolling. ] You’d think I’d learn to rehearse first by now -- hi, whatever we call ourselves! If you’re new, that’s Cisco, I’m Winn, and we are proud to finally open the Iskaulit’s brand new lecture hall for business!
[ Hold on hold on he prepared for this - he pulls a party popper out of his pocket, and pops it at the camera!! Colorful confetti everywhere! ]
Dude my hair - anyway, we will be adding a document of the lectures to come and we want to remind a few unruly members of the Realitynauts - I’m looking at you Hank - to give us the titles for your lectures. Pronto. ASAP or I’ll be forced to tell awkward stories about you to the whole network even if they’re not true!
You really have a fixation on ~nauts, you know that? [ It never sounds good. Ever. Especially now, when he’s bringing it up. Why did he bring it up? He’s regretting all his life choices. ]
Anyway yeah, hurry up and tell us what you’re talking about, and if you weren’t around for it last time and wanna sign up you’re always welcome to, just hit up either Cisco or myself, and we’ll work it out! Lectures are gonna be Every Thursday at 8 PM, because of a very scientific selection process - but if our kindly lecturers are up for it - we were hoping people working on series will continue them on a day and time of their choosing so people don’t have to wait too long between installments. Admittance is first come first serve, but don’t worry - everything is gonna be filmed and uploaded for you!
Oh my God, do you get the paradox of us filming ourselves while we’re already being filmed by tacky aliens? It’ll break your brain if you try to figure it out. Anyway, to more important business.
[ Have a line face, network ]
It has come to my attention that different people here on the fleet are trying to convince others in various, unholy ways that their world makes the best pizza. Which is a crime since everyone knows Central City has the best pizza of the entire multiverse.
No one knows that because it’s a dirty heinous lie - National City pride!! [ Winn pumps a fist in the air; completely invested in this fight. If you’ve never met him, you might think he really is treating it like a life-or-death issue. ]
As you can see, this disagreement risks friendships and lives and so we have decided to solve this once and for all. Since we can’t actually have any world’s version of pizza here because space sucks, we are going to do battle, the winner will win everlasting honor for his city as the city where the best pizza of the multiverse can be found. And since we’re nerds we have decided the battle shall be based on -
[ wait for it ]
Song. Yes, you heard it! We are going head to head in the ultimate karaokebowl! Winn. Show them the machine.
[ Winn pulls what appears to be a small screen on a tripod into the camera’s view. Holding it in one hand, he gestures towards the various parts of it as he speaks in a Shopping Network voice. ] This is a state-of-the-art Winsco original Sound Weaver 9001 [ Because of course it had to be OVER 9000!!!! ] with a sound quality you have to hear to believe! Easy to connect to with all your network communicators or bluetooth devices!
The perfect war machine of our ultimate-once-in-a-lifetime-karaokebowl in the name of Pizza, the Flash and heroics. And just to give you a little example of what’s going to happen, me and Winn the Traitor here are going to do the first round using a song we found on the comms which is only the most please-get-out-of-my-head song. So, karaokebowl first round, Cisco Ramon representing Team Flash and Central City against -
[ Winn unzips his hoodie to reveal his custom made t-shirt underneath ] Winn Schott, representing Team Supergirl and National City!
[ Hitting the play button, the music starts playing ]
[ enjoy, Space, as you view the surprisingly-good-voice-wise-but-otherwise-absurd karaoke version of Let it Go by these two morons, complete with Cisco untying his hair dramatically in the middle. When it ends and just before the feed ends too, he will lean close to the camera ]
Pause for applause - other pretenders to the throne of the best pizza of the mutltiverse, you have been challenged!
[ Winn points to his eyes - and then points to the camera before ending the feed. As promised, the broadcast has a text attachment at the bottom with the lecture schedule:
( 2016: A Space-Time Odyssey Lecture Schedule )
Broadcast: yes!
Action: Iskaulit
When: now!
[ Today, Winn's broadcast comes live -- from in front of a door. it's a plain door, one of the Iskaulit's, as it happens - and on it is a plaque reading 'Discovery 1'. He clears his throat and offers the camera a little wave ]
Greetings, fellow Fleeters! Did -- we decide on Fleeters? [ He mimes at someone off screen, frowning at whatever reply he gets ]
Drifters, we said - Drifters. Drifting in Spacer. Oh! Wait for it - wait for it - Realitynauts. You know because we’re reality show starts and astro - never mind.
[ Cisco Ramon’s face, no longer a girl, is shoved inside the frame. He is clearly talking while eating some version of space sandwich ]
Is this thing recording? Hi guys.
[ Winn scrunches his nose at the terms ] Dude, ‘Drifters’ makes us sound like a New Age boyband. [ He shakes his head and looks back at the camera - oh yeah, it’s rolling. ] You’d think I’d learn to rehearse first by now -- hi, whatever we call ourselves! If you’re new, that’s Cisco, I’m Winn, and we are proud to finally open the Iskaulit’s brand new lecture hall for business!
[ Hold on hold on he prepared for this - he pulls a party popper out of his pocket, and pops it at the camera!! Colorful confetti everywhere! ]
Dude my hair - anyway, we will be adding a document of the lectures to come and we want to remind a few unruly members of the Realitynauts - I’m looking at you Hank - to give us the titles for your lectures. Pronto. ASAP or I’ll be forced to tell awkward stories about you to the whole network even if they’re not true!
You really have a fixation on ~nauts, you know that? [ It never sounds good. Ever. Especially now, when he’s bringing it up. Why did he bring it up? He’s regretting all his life choices. ]
Anyway yeah, hurry up and tell us what you’re talking about, and if you weren’t around for it last time and wanna sign up you’re always welcome to, just hit up either Cisco or myself, and we’ll work it out! Lectures are gonna be Every Thursday at 8 PM, because of a very scientific selection process - but if our kindly lecturers are up for it - we were hoping people working on series will continue them on a day and time of their choosing so people don’t have to wait too long between installments. Admittance is first come first serve, but don’t worry - everything is gonna be filmed and uploaded for you!
Oh my God, do you get the paradox of us filming ourselves while we’re already being filmed by tacky aliens? It’ll break your brain if you try to figure it out. Anyway, to more important business.
[ Have a line face, network ]
It has come to my attention that different people here on the fleet are trying to convince others in various, unholy ways that their world makes the best pizza. Which is a crime since everyone knows Central City has the best pizza of the entire multiverse.
No one knows that because it’s a dirty heinous lie - National City pride!! [ Winn pumps a fist in the air; completely invested in this fight. If you’ve never met him, you might think he really is treating it like a life-or-death issue. ]
As you can see, this disagreement risks friendships and lives and so we have decided to solve this once and for all. Since we can’t actually have any world’s version of pizza here because space sucks, we are going to do battle, the winner will win everlasting honor for his city as the city where the best pizza of the multiverse can be found. And since we’re nerds we have decided the battle shall be based on -
[ wait for it ]
Song. Yes, you heard it! We are going head to head in the ultimate karaokebowl! Winn. Show them the machine.
[ Winn pulls what appears to be a small screen on a tripod into the camera’s view. Holding it in one hand, he gestures towards the various parts of it as he speaks in a Shopping Network voice. ] This is a state-of-the-art Winsco original Sound Weaver 9001 [ Because of course it had to be OVER 9000!!!! ] with a sound quality you have to hear to believe! Easy to connect to with all your network communicators or bluetooth devices!
The perfect war machine of our ultimate-once-in-a-lifetime-karaokebowl in the name of Pizza, the Flash and heroics. And just to give you a little example of what’s going to happen, me and Winn the Traitor here are going to do the first round using a song we found on the comms which is only the most please-get-out-of-my-head song. So, karaokebowl first round, Cisco Ramon representing Team Flash and Central City against -
[ Winn unzips his hoodie to reveal his custom made t-shirt underneath ] Winn Schott, representing Team Supergirl and National City!
[ Hitting the play button, the music starts playing ]
[ enjoy, Space, as you view the surprisingly-good-voice-wise-but-otherwise-absurd karaoke version of Let it Go by these two morons, complete with Cisco untying his hair dramatically in the middle. When it ends and just before the feed ends too, he will lean close to the camera ]
Pause for applause - other pretenders to the throne of the best pizza of the mutltiverse, you have been challenged!
[ Winn points to his eyes - and then points to the camera before ending the feed. As promised, the broadcast has a text attachment at the bottom with the lecture schedule:
( 2016: A Space-Time Odyssey Lecture Schedule )
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Jun. 18th, 2016 07:52 pmcetosWho: Asha Greyjoy and errybody
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Paisley
When: Today
[ Asha Greyjoy stands in a nondescript hallway aboard the SS Paisley. She is not so foolish as to think there are not those who would harm her among the fleet and would rather not fight in close quarters, if it should come to that. For now, she leans against a wall, unflinchingly gazing into the communicator, more comfortable than curious. Once sharply cropped black hair falls unevenly about her face, too long and shaggy for her liking. Though she would prefer to wear the ship-issued clothing, she dons her weathered, salted leather for this broadcast. It is important that she bear the look of her people when lost in space.
However, she has added her security issued automatic weapon to her ensemble, holstered where her axe once glinted in the light. ]
[ Lazily — ] I believe I’ve arrived in perfect time to represent my people. [ a pause (for the drama tbh). Is this a reference to Tyrion’s broadcast or her brother’s misadventures? Both, perhaps. Evidently, she did some back-reading before announcing her presence. She tilts her chin up, as if challenging her viewers. ]
I am Asha of House Greyjoy, daughter of the kraken, Captain of the Black Wind, and [ an abrupt laugh. ] wife of an axe. [ not some rusted man of the Crow Eye’s choosing. ] Now, I mean no disrespect to my dear captain of the SS Paisley when I mention my titles. You have my service and loyalty, Captain Russo, if only out of respect for the institution of a ship. [ Which is mostly true, if partly for diplomacy’s sake. ] I introduce myself as such so that I may not lie by omission. Secrets in close quarters make for silly disputes, don’t you think? And I’ve nothing to hide. [ She shrugs. ]
On the Iron Islands, we must drown before we may live. And if death has already taken me once, why should I fear life among the stars? Or the animals twinkling with them, at that. [ Shout out to her fellow Westerosi. ] I will not bore you with history, but if you should like to learn more of the reavers of isles, who trade as well as take, who travel to the farthest reaches of our realm but return to the stony shores because none but us survive there, well — [ Her face splits into a grin. It is an easy thing to be happy when you’ve escaped cannibals and burnings and your only worries are green men. ] — I’ll oblige you, provided you regale me with tales of your own adventures. A fair trade. [ because she isn’t some godless pirate please and thank you!! ] I’ve need of drink and laughter after enduring snow and somber company.
[ Her smile thins into an unreadable expression, certainly more weary than before but too neutral to truly judge. ]
— And Theon, it is time we meet again.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Paisley
When: Today
[ Asha Greyjoy stands in a nondescript hallway aboard the SS Paisley. She is not so foolish as to think there are not those who would harm her among the fleet and would rather not fight in close quarters, if it should come to that. For now, she leans against a wall, unflinchingly gazing into the communicator, more comfortable than curious. Once sharply cropped black hair falls unevenly about her face, too long and shaggy for her liking. Though she would prefer to wear the ship-issued clothing, she dons her weathered, salted leather for this broadcast. It is important that she bear the look of her people when lost in space.
However, she has added her security issued automatic weapon to her ensemble, holstered where her axe once glinted in the light. ]
[ Lazily — ] I believe I’ve arrived in perfect time to represent my people. [ a pause (for the drama tbh). Is this a reference to Tyrion’s broadcast or her brother’s misadventures? Both, perhaps. Evidently, she did some back-reading before announcing her presence. She tilts her chin up, as if challenging her viewers. ]
I am Asha of House Greyjoy, daughter of the kraken, Captain of the Black Wind, and [ an abrupt laugh. ] wife of an axe. [ not some rusted man of the Crow Eye’s choosing. ] Now, I mean no disrespect to my dear captain of the SS Paisley when I mention my titles. You have my service and loyalty, Captain Russo, if only out of respect for the institution of a ship. [ Which is mostly true, if partly for diplomacy’s sake. ] I introduce myself as such so that I may not lie by omission. Secrets in close quarters make for silly disputes, don’t you think? And I’ve nothing to hide. [ She shrugs. ]
On the Iron Islands, we must drown before we may live. And if death has already taken me once, why should I fear life among the stars? Or the animals twinkling with them, at that. [ Shout out to her fellow Westerosi. ] I will not bore you with history, but if you should like to learn more of the reavers of isles, who trade as well as take, who travel to the farthest reaches of our realm but return to the stony shores because none but us survive there, well — [ Her face splits into a grin. It is an easy thing to be happy when you’ve escaped cannibals and burnings and your only worries are green men. ] — I’ll oblige you, provided you regale me with tales of your own adventures. A fair trade. [ because she isn’t some godless pirate please and thank you!! ] I’ve need of drink and laughter after enduring snow and somber company.
[ Her smile thins into an unreadable expression, certainly more weary than before but too neutral to truly judge. ]
— And Theon, it is time we meet again.