"captain" (???) michael j caboose (
bludicrous) wrote in
driftfleet2016-01-12 09:17 pm
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vid/action
Who: michael j. caboose + whoever wants to engage this mess
Broadcast: the entire fleet, unfortunately
Action: marsiva
When: now!
[there is a guy(?) in the helmet of a space marine staring into the screen. once he's certain it's on, he backs up, and yeah-- dude is in full armor. given the attire, it might look like he's about to say something serious. and then he actually starts speaking.]
I am on TV! I am on TV! Look! Ah! Hellooooooo! [cue waving his arms around like a fool]
Um!! Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today... I would like to thank the academy. And, uhhh, Church. My best friend. Without my best friend, I never would have gotten this far! I would also like to thank Taco Tuesdays. Oh, and that reminds me-- salsa. THANK YOU TO WHATEVER PLANET FOR CREATING SALSA.
The end. Closing time. Good night and good luck, America!
[if your character wants to find him in-person, it's not hard. he's the rather large pile of armor shouting at his communicator, which is placed on a nearby chair.]
Broadcast: the entire fleet, unfortunately
Action: marsiva
When: now!
[there is a guy(?) in the helmet of a space marine staring into the screen. once he's certain it's on, he backs up, and yeah-- dude is in full armor. given the attire, it might look like he's about to say something serious. and then he actually starts speaking.]
I am on TV! I am on TV! Look! Ah! Hellooooooo! [cue waving his arms around like a fool]
Um!! Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today... I would like to thank the academy. And, uhhh, Church. My best friend. Without my best friend, I never would have gotten this far! I would also like to thank Taco Tuesdays. Oh, and that reminds me-- salsa. THANK YOU TO WHATEVER PLANET FOR CREATING SALSA.
The end. Closing time. Good night and good luck, America!
[if your character wants to find him in-person, it's not hard. he's the rather large pile of armor shouting at his communicator, which is placed on a nearby chair.]

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Are you... all right? [Because she's pretty sure he's not.]
And what kind of armor are you wearing? [She mutters that last part, not necessarily intended for him to hear it.]
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Riona nods just... very... slowly, figuring out how best to handle this guy.]
That does sound very odd, yes. I can't claim to know if it was... aliens, ancient or not. I don't know what those are, exactly.
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[Why is she even going along with this? Morbid curiosity?]
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