lioriley. (
invigorates) wrote in
driftfleet2015-12-22 03:37 pm
Entry tags:
ain't that a kick in the head
Who: Lioriley and all you nerds
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: marsiiivvaaaaaahhhHHHHH
When: december 22nd until dat shuffle
VIDEO
[ groggy. that's how she feels when she awakens, groggy and mildly disoriented as information floods into her mind like a tidal wave. information she knew before, forgot, and then somehow learned all over again without even realizing she had done so. she knows what this is now - not so confused like she was the first time this happened. ]
Here again. [ she says aloud to no one in particular, but everyone can hear it; can see the furrowing of her brows as she glances around the room. still empty, still eerily silent, still alone until she is forced onto another ship with people she may or may not know. she reaches down to find her communicator, speaks to it directly; ]
I know not how long I have been gone, nor how many may remember me. But if you do, please contact me. [ a beat. ] And even if you do not - I would not mind a conversation.
ACTION
[ anyone else that happens to be stuck on the marsiva for the duration, will find a tiny, glowing elf lady wandering around. she seems aimless, sometimes just staring out the windows into the void as she contemplates just why she would be here again. if you approach, she will happily talk to you, and if she happens to see you - she will probably be proactive and harassing you first. godspeed. ]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: marsiiivvaaaaaahhhHHHHH
When: december 22nd until dat shuffle
VIDEO
[ groggy. that's how she feels when she awakens, groggy and mildly disoriented as information floods into her mind like a tidal wave. information she knew before, forgot, and then somehow learned all over again without even realizing she had done so. she knows what this is now - not so confused like she was the first time this happened. ]
Here again. [ she says aloud to no one in particular, but everyone can hear it; can see the furrowing of her brows as she glances around the room. still empty, still eerily silent, still alone until she is forced onto another ship with people she may or may not know. she reaches down to find her communicator, speaks to it directly; ]
I know not how long I have been gone, nor how many may remember me. But if you do, please contact me. [ a beat. ] And even if you do not - I would not mind a conversation.
ACTION
[ anyone else that happens to be stuck on the marsiva for the duration, will find a tiny, glowing elf lady wandering around. she seems aimless, sometimes just staring out the windows into the void as she contemplates just why she would be here again. if you approach, she will happily talk to you, and if she happens to see you - she will probably be proactive and harassing you first. godspeed. ]
