James Tiberius Kirk (
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driftfleet2016-07-10 12:39 am
Captain's Log 04 - It's a Rock Party
Who: Jim Kirk + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes - either on the Tourist or the Planet (this post will be functioning as a semi-overflow)
When: Nowish
[ Hello, fellow Drifters. Today you shall find one Captain Kirk, currently of the Tourist, smiling into the camera - perhaps a bit to delighted for everyone's comfort, so if you know what's good for you turn off the broadcast now. Or stick around. It's really 50/50 with him some days. He clears his throat, for a moment attempting to look serious outside his obvious delight. ]
So, first things first, some house keeping -
For those who don't know, I'm James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the Tourist, newly minted a few weeks ago. Please just call me Jim or Kirk, though. Any problems with the Tourist or her crew can be directed to me, or if I am not available you can relay a message to my first mate - Fenris.
[ Let that sink in everyone and then think real hard about if you want to go that route ever. ]
Now, with that out of the way...
[ His face resumes its delight. ]
Since we're all sharing what little treasures we've been getting from the planet we're all on, I thought I would join in the fun.
[ He messes with something off camera, and everyone will be treated to the dulcet tones if the The Beastie Boys. Kirk is bobbing his head and every now and then either strumming an air guitar or beating on air drums.
The song ends and his grin is so very pleased with itself. ]
Words to live by, my fellow Drifters. Words to live by.
[ ooc: Inside this post will be a section for continuations of planet mingle threads if we have not already started one somewhere else! Feel free to add one here if I miss yours or if you would like to start one since I'll also be putting up the original starters from the mingle. ]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes - either on the Tourist or the Planet (this post will be functioning as a semi-overflow)
When: Nowish
[ Hello, fellow Drifters. Today you shall find one Captain Kirk, currently of the Tourist, smiling into the camera - perhaps a bit to delighted for everyone's comfort, so if you know what's good for you turn off the broadcast now. Or stick around. It's really 50/50 with him some days. He clears his throat, for a moment attempting to look serious outside his obvious delight. ]
So, first things first, some house keeping -
For those who don't know, I'm James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the Tourist, newly minted a few weeks ago. Please just call me Jim or Kirk, though. Any problems with the Tourist or her crew can be directed to me, or if I am not available you can relay a message to my first mate - Fenris.
[ Let that sink in everyone and then think real hard about if you want to go that route ever. ]
Now, with that out of the way...
[ His face resumes its delight. ]
Since we're all sharing what little treasures we've been getting from the planet we're all on, I thought I would join in the fun.
[ He messes with something off camera, and everyone will be treated to the dulcet tones if the The Beastie Boys. Kirk is bobbing his head and every now and then either strumming an air guitar or beating on air drums.
The song ends and his grin is so very pleased with itself. ]
Words to live by, my fellow Drifters. Words to live by.
[ ooc: Inside this post will be a section for continuations of planet mingle threads if we have not already started one somewhere else! Feel free to add one here if I miss yours or if you would like to start one since I'll also be putting up the original starters from the mingle. ]

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[He's WEIRDLY lucky. Fenris is a Thedosian and as such his luck, as it is will all of them, is pretty crappy. It's just the way of things. You get used to it after a while. ]
Perhaps. It is the job of the Divine to name the latest Age. It is not something the rest of us trouble ourselves with.
[Fenris tenses lightly at the touch, as always, but doesn't complain about it. He turns his head in the direction Kirk is pointing, giving a nod of his head and changing course, moving in that direction instead. ]
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The Divine?
[ The question is clear in his voice though he is behind Fenris, and he is careful not to touch him beyond that initial need to get his attention. As they draw closer, he can see that the colors are moving. Not quickly, but moving nonetheless. Animals, perhaps? Or semi-mobile plants? ]
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The head of the Chantry- our church. In the south, the Divine is always a woman, except in Tevinter, where it is a man.
...I suppose if you wished to compare it to Earth, you would liken the Divine to your Pope.
[He'll squint at the moving things, frowning softly. The heck are they? ]
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[ Good thing you're with Kirk then - and not wearing red. ]
Oh, I see. I think I like your word for the head of a religion better. Pope just sounds pretentious.
[ Kirk moves past Fenris into the clearing and lets out a sound of delight. Slugs! They're all fuzzy, wavy slugs! One of the nearer ones turns to the new pair with interest, making its way over - the color of sky on a particularly cloudless day. ]
Aw, they're kind of cute.
[ He squatted and held out his hand, the slug fluttering into his palm. Tickled a bit. ]
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And you think "Divine" does not?
[Not that Fenris really does much with religion. He was only taking baby steps towards being willing to believe in something thanks to Sebastian. Given what will happen, he knows that's about to go up in smoke. Literally. ]
I suppose so. People seem to think I need them in my life.
[He doesn't sound convinced, but he hasn't exactly kicked his own slugs out or anything so... ]
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Heh, well, it does have an attitude to it, but I guess because it's just a normal word in my world's language it's easier to swallow. Pope is unique.
[ Kirk doesn't either, but he at least knows whom the Pope is, though that particular religion had altered quite a bit over the past centuries. He himself prescribed to no religion, and bordered more or less on atheistic. He believed in people more than gods. After all, people were the ones working the miracles. ]
Well, why don't you try one? They seem to like you.
[ He pointed to the fluffy bits of color slowly fluttering their way towards Fenris. ]
I think pink is your color. Or maybe purple?
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[He folds his arms, giving Kirk a long, pointed look.]
You wish for me to have another one of these? Do you want the Tourist besieged by them?
[Honestly the Tourist could use all the happiness it can get. ]
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I would hardly call having one or two being besieged. At least they aren't tribbles.
[ He bent down and gathered up one that was a very lovely blue, like an Andorian's skin. He smiled, cradling it to his chest and petting it. ]
One of every color should be enough for everyone to have one to pet when they need it.
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[Kirk, they really don't need a slug of every colour of the rainbow. They really don't. Kirk stop.]
...What are tribbles?
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I was kidding, Fenris. But I think a few wouldn't hurt, don't you? They look simple to care for, and having pets around increases morale.
[ Ah, tribbles. ]
They're interesting little creatures. They look like a literal fur ball, have insatiable appetites, and proliferate at rates that are frankly frightening. I believe they are actually born pregnant. The Klingon have rated them as a top enemy to be exterminated on sight.
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...And are we sure these slugs will not also breed prolifically and inundate the ship?
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[ You're being dramatic Fenris, really. ]
Hmm, fairly sure. We can check with the locals about it, but they don't seem to treat these things like menaces, so I wouldn't think so.
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...Then I suppose a few would be agreeable. If you insist on this madness.
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[ You have no idea, Fenris. ]
I rather do.
[ He came over and picked up a purple and a green, placing one on either of Fenris' shoulders with a grin. ]
See? Already an improvement.
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But with the slugs, so. ]
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