Sep. 1st, 2017

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[personal profile] theroadwarrior
Who: Max... mostly. And you.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Iskaulit or Starstruck.
When: September 1st until... whenever I'm tired of writing this LMFAO. warning DOGS, DOGS, DOGS--!!!

I. STARSTRUCK

Max is busy today, alright?

The Starstruck will find themselves with the usual business from Max; he hangs out primarily in the cargo bay with Rock -- eating Rock's food of course, because nobody can get him to eat human food... unless, you know, you leave it on the counter. Sorry, did you make a burger? In this kitchen? Shame on you, it's gone now. Wastelander rule 101: you leave it unattended, he's gonna make sure it doesn't go to waste. Max also hobbles into his room and naps a bit restlessly; he mostly still goes into his favorite shuttle; he hangs around Peggy's room, anxious for her to wake up from her coma; he grumbles and growls at unwelcomed company; he skips out on bathing, skips out on using utensils, chews on his own leg, barks for attention--

I am a professional writer, obviously. )
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[personal profile] mongoosecrow
Who: Gil and OPEN
Broadcast: Video
Action: Blameless Engine Room
When: Today, but like super early.


[Gil has always thought that the day/night cycle was always a little wonky in space, even if you're used to it. It's less "there are actual times of the day" and more "we all agree to turn off the lights at this time." And then what happens to the poor sods who's brains don't shut off at that time? Well, they get to annoy everyone.

He's in the engine room for the Blameless around what might be the equivalent of three o'clock in the morning, mostly just trying to memorize the lay of the land. He's been here long enough to know his way around, but he wants to be able to get where he needs to be with his eyes closed. When he broadcasts he's sitting on the floor with his back to a panel.
]

I would really like to know exactly how this fleet works. They supplemented my already impressive knowledge base to make sure I knew how to keep the different tech going, sure, but knowing how to keep a thing running isn't the same as knowing how it's running.

And here's the thing. Faster than light travel is hard, right? Traveling between systems of planets isn't supposed to be the sort of thing that just happens. It's not like popping over to your neighbor's to get a cup o' sugar. It takes manipulating the rules of physics or going to cyrosleep because otherwise you'll be ancient by the time you get to a place. [He chuckles a bit here, to his own private joke that probably only Peebee is going to get, and then quickly moves on.]

In the Milky Way, er, well the version of it I'm from anyway - alternate dimensions amiright? - we have this really impressive tech left behind by the Prothe-- [A pause, his face falls a bit, then scrunches up.] Er, left by somebody and it allows faster than light travel by effecting your mass. You drop your mass but keep your bits where they are, suddenly you can get flung across systems in a few hours or days rather than hundreds or thousands of years. These Mass Effect fields and the relays built using them enabled humanity to drop in on an intergalactic society - after a war first of course, because we're a wily bunch in any dimension.

It was theorized that this method would be the only way to get around reliably. Otherwise, you'd have to make yourself the thinnest meat spaghetti ever or punch a hole through the fabric of space to get anywhere of value. And, I don't know about you, but I'm not a huge fan of being spaghetti-ifed or tearing into the fabric I'm standing on.

[He turns his head to look at the tech around him, and the corners of his mouth frown.] But none of that has to be the same here, right? Going to a different galaxy already taught me that and who knows exactly where we are now. [A pause, before he remembers what he was talking about.]

Mass effect drives have a particular look and hum to them. They act in certain ways. I know how to coax one to sing, but the humming here is different, the notes to the song aren't the same. So how is this working? [He pats a part of the engine room that is off screen, and then finally he looks at the camera again, as if considering something.]

Any of you come from realities with FTL travel? If so, how'd you do it? And if you say worm holes I am going to be extremely impressed that you can get anywhere predictably because talk about punching through space...
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[personal profile] tough_love
Who: Looma Red Wind and anyone who can still put up with her
Broadcast: Network
Action: Anyone actually awake on the Bishop
When: Early, early in the space-morning whenever that is

[While most people would be content to, you know, sleep once in a while, it seems like Looma's spending this Drift dealing with a remarkable lack of it. She looks the part too- one does not switch over to getting by on nothing but micro naps over the course of several days without exhausting themselves. Tetramands are apparently no different.

She's sitting in her chair aboard the Bishop, fighting back sleep as best she can while poring over any readout of the ship she can get her hands on. Less than half of it makes any sense to her, but it doesn't have to- she knows what everything should look like, she's just on alert for any suspicious changes.]


I have only been a part of this wretched show for less than one human year, so there is much about our shared enemy that I do not understand. I know that this last occasion was not the first time they have thrown us into one another's memories, but what has been happening recently feels... different.

[Yep, she's another one who wound up getting a strange dream. She's not a fan of it. For one thing, they're not supposed to happen while you're awake. To say it's put her on high alert would be an understatement- her only response was to assume an impending move by the Atroma or, even worse, a complete unknown.]

I have noticed several others have been having strange dreams. I was not asleep for mine.

I must know if the Atroma are responsible, or if there is some new presence toying with us. Have they been behind anything like this in the past? If they have not, I have two concerns.

One: They are plotting something, and changing how they plan to toy with us.

Two: We will soon be dealing with some new threat.

[She's...kind of forgotten where she was going with this, by this point. And for a moment it looks like she's going to nod off in the chair again, before her eyes snap wide again and she regains some measure of focus.]

...any insight would be appreciated. Especially from those of us who have been here long enough to know what to expect. I have been unable to find any satisfactory explanation on my own.

Video

Sep. 1st, 2017 10:17 pm
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[personal profile] wolfuncaged
Who: Fenris and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist
When: 1st

[It's been a pretty crappy month for Fenris, most of it his own doing. He'd been hoping September might at least find some semblance of normalcy again. A little quiet and calm to collect himself once more. He should have known better- Atroma is very good at making sure that sort of thing absolutely does not happen.]

Kirk is asleep, and will not wake, so I assume this is Atroma's doing. I will do my best to take care of the Tourist until he wakes, but I will need some help running the Space Bar until Nami returns to us. It will be rather tricky to manage the two.

[He might not sleep well, but he still needs to try and DO that. Plus he absolutely does not trust Atroma to not do something awful while Kirk sleeps. Given everyone's weird nightmares recently, he'd put good coin on something awful happening, in fact. It's his job to make sure no one dies horribly or the Tourist gets set on fire in Kirk's absence, and it's one of the few jobs he'll actually take seriously.]

Thank you, for any aid you can give.

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