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[goldenglasses]

Who: Vash and you!
Broadcast: Open to all
Action: The gardens of the Iskaulit
When: During the afternoon

[Those communicators are such tricky things sometimes! Vash is visiting one of his favorite spots on the Iskaulit: the gardens. He can often be found here and today he's just feeling happy. No reason. It just happens sometimes.

Just like how communicators sometimes turn on. Like when they fall out of your pocket while you're sitting down. Enjoying the view. So the enjoy the view from the communicator as it looks up on a peaceful Vash who starts to sing softly. Not loud enough to bother anyone who may also be visiting the gardens, but loud enough for the communicator to pick up. It's a song that's also available from the media selection for anyone who's listened to it.

To Vash's credit. He's not a bad singer.]

Soooo. On the first celestial evening a pebble. From somewhere out of nowhere drops upon the dreaming world. Soooo. On the second celestial evening. All the children of their pebbles joined hands and composed a waltz.

[Feel free to interrupt at any time or just listen.]

6th Shuffle

[cajunspice]

Who: Remy and open.
Broadcast: Yes.
Action: Wonderduck.
When: November 21st.

[Camera set up and aimed towards him, Remy was in the cargo bay of the Wonderduck, aiming a smile down the lens. There was a medium size box, approximately the size of a suitcase, next to him, the lid open but turned away from the camera for the moment.]

As part of this latest, ah, gift from some lovely sponsor out there, it actually came with a little spiel that I’m supposed to read. So, [Remy cleared his throat as he squinted to an A4 size piece of what looked like a blue-tinted, translucent piece of plastic, trying to read some glowing writing that was on it.] Also, apologize to the sponsors if I can’t pronounce some of these words… it ain’t exactly English, or French… or ‘ny other language I’ve ever seen.

‘Do ya feel ya vigour ain’t what it used to be? Are ya partners losin’ their touch? Then spice up ya love life with,’ [There’s a pause as Remy takes a moment to figure out the next word.] Gnaksxnortl Inc.’s latest line of ‘Passion Products’. Includin’ products for he, she, ey, per, ve, ze, xe, ae, zie, sie, tey, ou,’ [Remy paused as he slid a finger down the panel, the words moving as he scrolled through them.] This kinda goes on for a while, but think ya get the picture...

‘So! Please ‘njoy this free sampler for ya ‘nd ya crews, ‘nd let the,’ [Remy struggles not to grin as he kept reading aloud, taking a moment to compose himself again.] ‘’nd let the Passion wash over ya.’

So... [Putting down the tablet, Remy again grinned at the camera.] ‘nyone needin’ ‘ny contraceptives or similar products? I mean, ‘m grateful for a restock, but be a little unfair not to share the, ah, love ‘round. [He managed to get through most of that with a straight face, a hint of a smile showing up at the end.]

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[imfine1111one]

Who: Apollo and Whoever
Broadcast: Yes and Yes
Action: Yes for part b!
When: 22nd afternoon??

[A: QUESTIONS FOR ALL: Voice/Video/Whatevs convenient]
[This lawyer has been near comatose for about almost a month, so he looks even more tired and irritable than usual when he pops up on the broadcast.]

Er--this seems like an odd thing to ask the general public but it's been on my mind for a while.

Do any of you ever wonder what's going on while we're here? Are our bodies back home in some sort of vegetative state, or in some cases, completely non existent? . . .or, uh, dead, if I have to put some things more bluntly.

I'm fairly sure I'm not, but it's difficult not to think about it.

. . .

In other news, does anyone know any good recipes for a 3 week old giant turkey you forget was stuffed in the freezer, feathers and all?

[B: WORKING OUT action and video]

[For a less pessimistic option, Apollo is attempting to work out his unused muscles on the sad treadmill in the Bloodsport's cargo bay, video going because why not. He does not look unlike a very determined hamster. . .at least until he trips and nearly falls, repeatedly yelling OBJECTION as he stumbles back to finding his pace.]