Feliz Cumpleaños!

[the_tailor]

Who: Lance, you, and his buddies!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Planetside, closed to CR
When: July 28th

[A - Broadcast]

[Have a beaming, excited Lance. He isn't in his usual clothes; instead, he's rocking a blue otter onesie. And looks absolutely ecstatic to be wearing it. There's a box near him with what looks to be a whole bunch of skincare and hair care products as well.]

Okay, this sponsor drop thing? Awesome. I knew the audience was gonna like me. I guess they saw me discussing that my birthday was today, cause I wake up and bam, here's this box of stuff! And not useless stuff, either! This is actually the good stuff.

[Yay for stuff.]

A great to start to a great day.



[B - Action - Laser Tag]

[This was bound to be a fun activity, and Lance knows he's going to kick butt at it. After all, he's a sharpshooter. What better way for him to show off then a good ol' fashioned game of laser tag? Plus, there's a certain red paladin he needs to show up.

There are some assigned teams at first, mostly as to give him the aforementioned opportunity and to make sure not every game is stacked by having Lance and Kate on the same team. Later games have the teams randomized, however.

Have fun!]



[C - Action - Dinner]

[The games of laser tag are followed by an all you can eat buffet dinner. You can bet that Lance is going to try to eat his own weight in meat, even if his stomach is going to regret it later. It's also time for presents and cake!

Eat up. After the dinner, feel free to chill out in the restaurant or outside. It's a nice night out.]



[D - Action - Wildcard]

[Anything goes throughout the day!]

(no subject)

[deviances]

Who: Eithan Paine and YOU!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: the SS Blue Fish - proceed with caution
When: After the latest shuffle

( video - fleetwide )
[ He wants to stick to text. He's been crying, sobbing okay he'll admit it, since he found out. but... they deserve better than text. So Eithan sucks it up, collects himself long enough to turn on the video feed, and addresses the fleet. His eyes are typically red because of the whole demon thing, but well, now they're a completely different kind of red in addition. ]

For those of you who knew 'em... Belthazar Spellscry and Allen Walker are gone now. Looks like Atroma sent 'em back.

[ He looks like he wants to say more, but... He doesn't know what. Aside from: ]

... Miss 'em already, honestly.

[ Okay. That's probably enough. He turns off his camera, but leaves communication open, just in case anyone has anything to say. ]


( action - ss blue fish )
[ Eithan is very, very, very far from okay. First they take his best friend, then his other friends, then his crew and his boyfriend? Goddess...

Anyone who manages to find him near his room will get to see him moping, for very obvious reasons. He keeps picking up his guitar like he's gonna play something, anything, to take his mind off it, but he never manages to play anything for long. And with frustrated cursing, he'll just put the thing down and curl up on his bed instead - or pace through the hallways.

He stops by Belthazar's former room quite often. And he'll stare at the closed door, for longer than he really should, before he can bring himself to look away - usually with tears in his eyes all over again.

And for those who catch him in the cargo bay, he's currently got a bottle of rum, and he's sitting on the floor with his back against the ship wall, drinking straight from the bottle. There's a pack of cigarettes at his feet - for later. And he'll share, if anyone wants - booze or smokes. Or just company. ... Fuck, company would be great right now. .... Fuck. ]

this is dr. death defying signing off

[thespaceopera]

[Metal and pipes echo hollowly through the empty ship. The Paisley, after more than a year of service, floats along without anyone to poke at her innards or bang pots in her kitchen or destroy the blender. A terrible fate indeed. The ship wanders on its own, slowly but surely moving to pass by the Marsiva to circle around the rest of the nearby solar bodies.

Those who happen to be at their communicator consoles will notice a sudden sharp uptick in energy, some kind of invisible wave that sets out from the Marsiva itself. The type of energy is impossible to define; the instruments scramble for a minute or two. It's not unlike the effect a massive solar storm has on electronic devices. Personal communicators may also be affected by this.

But windows still work, and all the other ships have a clear view of what happens next.

As the Paisley wanders within range, the Marsiva in all its awkward rounded glory splits vertically. It's less like a mouth or a hinged jaw and more like a void. There are the tiniest hints of stars if you look closely, but stare too long and you'll be overcome with a sudden and completely irrational fear of the darkness and/or falling. It opens wide, its size dwarfing the small ship like Earth meeting a gaseous giant, and then--

-- the Paisley is gone.

The Marsiva resumes its normal shape. A deep vibration knocks the consoles back online, like the belch of a universe.]