A month for the salon

[dandyofawolf]

Who: Biffy and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Iskaulit at his shop
When: Throughout the month

Broadcast

[Biffy comes on screen with a smile as he nods his head politely. Behind him one can see his lovely looking hair salon...the Maison de la Lune.]

Good evening. Given the fact that we are now in the season of Autumn, I felt that it was time to offer a special at my salon for all who wish to partake.

[He steps aside to wave at the interior behind him. It really is very lovely. Elegant even in the simplicity of it. Biffy had really gone out of his way to make sure that the interior design is very classy indeed.]

For this month, I wish to offer a special on makeovers. This will include a hair styling, as well as a scalp massage and a facial. For those interested in cosmetics, I am pleased to say that I can provide makeup for this as well.

[He turns back to the screen.]

I look forward to your patronage at the Maison de la Lune. Thank you.


Maison de la Lune

[Sure enough Biffy is at his shop a lot more this month. (Please don't mind the evenings he isn't. He's probably down on the planet running with his mate.) And whenever he smells someone approach, he is there to greet them with a smell and an impeccable bow. Here in his shop he isn't a Communications Officer, he isn't an Alpha, he isn't a Lord. Here he is just the humble keeper of this salon who is ready to take care of his customer.

So it is with that bow that he will look up, that twinkle in his pretty blue eyes.]

Good evening. May I offer you some tea and you can tell me how I may serve you this evening?

[ open ] let those eyes sparkle and shine

[dothelokimotion]

Who: A baby Loki + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS First Breath
When: Right now!

[ loki is no stranger to space ships. though the kind of ships asgard uses are quite different in nature, he's read enough to be familiar with the make and feel of this one. he quietly turns on the recording device, squinting at it. very primitive but it'll have to do. he straightens himself, as befitting a prince, quiet and somber despite the nervousness. ]

Greetings. I am Prince Loki of Asgard. I wish to know about my whereabouts and swift return to Asgard. My father will not be pleased.

[ a pause as loki thinks of what else to add before pulling out a large knife he stole from the kitchens. ]

Also I have a knife.

02

[violentroots]

Who: Lotor and You!

Broadcast: Yes

Action: Yes

When: October 05-27

 

01 : VIDEO

 

[ The video pops on to reveal a man that may look familiar but at the same time...not. Lotor is glitched and he's all Altean, and despite how ....terribly his time here has gone he's looking somewhat content. He's had a lot of time to think. ]

 

Good evening Drift Fleet. I have to say that my first foray into glitching has been not all that unpleasant. I understand that this occurs because of a malfunction in the devices implanted into us, but has anyone discovered a way to extend or reduce the time affected?

 

02: ACTION : SCRAP HEAP

 

[ It is like getting back to his roots. If there is one title Lotor would give to himself, unrelated to his aspirations for the unverse, it would be a collector. He's prided himself on his ability find the amazing in the doldrums, and in 10,000 years he's built himself up quite a collection. He's never been above getting his hands dirty. 

As such he can be found deep in a prime bit of trash, pulling out wires from some old shuttle. 

Come join in! ]

 

03: ACTION: ARENA

 

[ Lotor misses being all Altean, but it is hard for him to resist the call to the Arena now that he's all back to normal. A little stress release that's all. 

Care to take on a monster or two with him? Or a little bit of sparring? ]

 

04: VOICE: Private to Princess Allura
 

I wanted to make you aware that it seems Atroma has decided to transfer me to your ship. I imagine it has something to do with ratings, as I attempted to refuse the orders to no avail. I apologize for what ever inconvenience this may cause for you. I will do my utmost to give you your space.

04: ACTION: THE SS TOURIST
 

[ Your new pilot is on board. Lotor is particularly annoyed that he's lost all his work on the starstruck shuttle, and can be found anywhere on the ship. But he'll be off ship often to pick through the trash (and bring back a bunch of nonsense and good stuff as well) so you'll find him often in the cargo hold and late at night. ]

 

 

and then the fleet was banned from garbagetown

[necromanswers]

Who: Taako, Lup, and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planetside, Iskaulit
When: Now-ish!


Picture this - a planet that serves as the junkyard for the rest of the universe. Towns and cities are littered among the trash, having grown up wherever space provided. In one corner of this garbage-filled world is a city, not a massive city like Neverwinter or a small podunk thing, but a city tried and true. Which means it has a town square where all the main traffic flows through on any given day; bakers and merchants and workers, miners and salvagers and travelers, a myriad of people all going about their typical boring days.

And then two ostentatiously ugly costumes just start floating through the middle of it all. People scatter because costumes that look like Shaggy Bear consumed Gloomy Bear's Soul and Big Bird had a Bad Bender and Never Recovered should not be floating through the middle of town. They carve a path and set themselves up, swaying gently in the breeze, in the very center of the square where all can see. Horrified expressions mix with curiosity as the costumes hang there, doing nothing, and then slowly people start to gather.

Which is when Taako, cloaked in invisibility, looks over at Lup and smirks. It's show time. You ready?
( this is definitely a fire hazard - cut for length )

Lup waves a hand in front of herself, and a Mage Hand glides along the ground to scoop up the discarded credits, then brandishes a bag, glittery and bedazzled (as only befits a fashion god) and gestures pointedly towards it. "Anyone else feel like being spared?"

"The bigger the donation, the higher the salvation," Taako chimes in, whipping out a similar bag just in a different color.

There's a long pause as the residents debate their options, but another confused wail from the woman down the road gets a few people moving, dropping coins into the bags and fleeing the scene. They're not asking for much, they're not animals, but a little bit (from a lot of people) goes a long way!

Option A: Were you in the crowd when this all went down? Want to talk to Taako and Lup? They're both walking through the crowd now, so this is your chance to see the face-twins in action.

Option B: Is flying solo more your style? Which of them do you want to talk to: Taako or Lup?

Some time passes as they collect their bounty, and eventually a small group of more serious, burly viewers branch off and vanish into a shop. Lup watches them carefully, keeping her smile frozen in place as she gently shoos away a little girl trying to give her a single credit, because she's definitely not stealing from children. Those guys are probably going for weapons. Hey, Taako? I think that's our cue to make an exit.

Taako nods in agreement and tips his hat to the patrons nearby. He's gotten more than he expected today, so now it's time, as Lup says, for a flashy exit. There's no point in subtlety when the villagers are going for pitchforks. He puts his hands together and starts casting, light emanating from his fingers as he summons the only exit worth summoning. The light causes people to draw back from him and in their place, a beautiful, mulleted, rainbow-colored phantasm of a binicorn appears.

"Yo boss. It time to go?"

"You know it, Garyl. Lup! Let's hit it!"

There's an audible, delighted gasp from Lup, and without hesitation she hops onto the binicorn's back with Taako. With a loud whinny Garyl rears up on his hind legs, giving them one final opportunity for a dramatic pose (which they of course indulge) before Taako urges Garyl off at full speed, leaving behind them a rainbow of light. Before they vanish from sight, Lup, one arm wound around Taako's waist, blows the befuddled crowd a kiss. And just like that, they're gone again, with the now-armed local guard giving a futile chase behind them.


Option C: Catch them after their daring escape, laughing their asses off outside of the danger zone, or on the Iskaulit, perhaps over drinks?

Open Post

[tiedonastring]

Who: Armitage Hux and anyone
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Onboard Bishop or the trash planet
When: During the drift

Voice A:

[Hux made sure to speak in a calm clear voice. It was clear that he was used to delivering speeches or messages. It was the first time he made such a post to the network aside from responding to other people's posts. He kept everything short and to the point not wanting to dwell on things.]

For those unaware, my name is Armitage Hux. Since my arrival to the fleet I have been collecting various scraps of metal and other various materials that could be salvaged. I am willing to make a trade in exchange for other items with anyone should you be interested.

I did have a few questions to ask in regards to the fleet itself. How independent are our ships? Has anyone managed to find a way to break off from the main control? I would also be interested in knowing what changes have been done and what I may be able to do to help.

Scrap Heap B:

[Hux can be found digging through looking to salvage what he could. He wasn't one to pass up supplies, but with the recent projects he was picking up, he needed more. He found that he was pretty excited to see a lot of the pieces he did manage to find. Most of the stuff appeared to not need a lot of work. All they needed were to be cleaned and a fresh coat of paint. Hux also hoped to bargain with people as well for credits or other supplies. Feel free to approach him and inquire.]

The Arena C:

[Hux decided to give the arena a try. He looked to fighting man verses man along with man verses monster. He wanted a challenge and to see how far he could push himself. He didn't want his skills to go rusty. Here he didn't have to worry about any repercussions save for the hits he took in. Yet, he also wasn't about to die here.

Feel free to join him in a fight or place a bet? He doesn't look like someone who could withstand such a fight, but looks can be deceiving.]