01 ★ RISING STAR

[draughter]

Who: A freshly arrived Lancer and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide video/text.
Action: Presently on the Marsiva so sure.
When: Afternoon? Do they even have those in space?

Hello, hello ♪ [ It's a bright and energetic greeting. ] It's everyone's favorite idol, the Fresh Blood Demoness!

[ Wait... what?

The girl on screen can't be terribly old. She has a youthful face, but it may be difficult to pay much attention to that whenever the rest of her face comes into focus. The point ears are the least offensive thing on her, when compared to the fangs that peek out when she smiles and the two large horns protruding from the side of her head. In her hand is a microphone, which is completely unnecessary given that the network station has one. It must be to add to the aesthetic. ]

I wanted to thank all of my fans here―[ She just arrived, judging by the plain background of the Marsiva that's present. ]―for giving me the opportunity to be a part of the show. I plan to rock the ratings and maintain my place as Number One. Please look forward to it!

... Muu, is that it? [ There's a brief pause as her long, pink colored fingers grip the microphone tightly. Having to maintain her idol image and production at the same time is a little much for her, especially when it comes to foreign technology. She's from the late 1500's, give her a break. ]

Hey, hey. Don't forget to vote ♥ [ What in the world is she going on about now?

As soon as the transmission ends, a text message immediately follows. ]

Please rate my performance*
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* By not voting a full 5 stars, you have agreed to receive one hundred lashings.
* You have also agreed to join the the official fan club once established. For now, just pay the membership fee of 5000 credits.
* Further terms and conditions may be applied at a later date with or without your consent.

[Open]

[leftonjakku]

Who: Rey
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport.
When: Friday - late at night when good souls should be sleeping.

[She doesn't know when it began or what started it. Oh she has dealt with glitches before - she was a child for a few weeks - but this one is so different! It can't be a glitch, right? She has never had so much energy in her life!]

I don't think I've ever gotten so much done in a few hours! I wonder what was stopping me before? I don't even feel like I need to sleep!

[Whoa, Rey, slow down. How many cups of coffee have you had?]

I'm tired of being cooped up, though. Would anyone like to take a shuttle with me to Iskaulit or one of the other ships? I know the Bloodsport needs a lot of repairs and I've finished some minor ones, but I need move more.

[She is already pacing, stray strands of hair falling from her customary buns to touch her face.]

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[notanoptimist]

Who: Leonard McCoy
Broadcast: Yes! Fleetwide
Action: Caprine/Solace
When: Friday

[There are days when McCoy would gladly turn in his lab augment for an engineering one. After practically picking apart the Caprine and then putting her back together bolt by bolt (with a lot of help from actual engineers out there, thanks) he's about ready to airlock himself.

He's a doctor, not a goddamn mechanic. It's like learning anatomy all over again, except this time he doesn't understand a single thing. Glory be, at least, they've finally graduated to trying fix the many issues in non-essential systems.

Like the kitchen, where McCoy is now making sure it all works again, after having spent hours trying to put it all back together. Spoiler: it doesn't go well. That's why he's waving away wisps of smoke and coughing a bit when he addresses the Fleet.]

I need an engineer. Again. [Sigh.] I'll pay you the going rate. Come on over to the Caprine. It's the ship in the most pieces over here. [There goes more credits. Everything exploded again. Someone just... put him out of his misery.]

[private comm to Beverly Crusher]
[So he's starting to regret thinking that someone should put him out of his misery. Really coming to regret that.] Hey. We need to talk. Let's meet somewhere.