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driftfleet2016-10-29 12:04 am
recipio) wrote in driftfleet2016-10-29 12:04 am
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1st Gunshot;; [Video & Action]
Who: Carl Grimes & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva & Red Fish
When: 10/28
The Marsiva
[ The broadcast opens up with a loud, echoed thump, followed by video at a strange angle. The camera faces the bottom of a bunk in the Hospitality Deck. A pair of legs swings over the side, feet touching the ground. After a moment, the communicator is picked up with another few seconds of noise and a young face comes into view. After a moment, the feed cuts of.
It comes back a few moments later from one of the other cameras aboard the ship. Carl is walking cautiously down the hall, his back to the wall and a broken piece of something in his hands. (Sorry, Marsiva.) It’s clear he’s expecting an attack from somewhere. Rounding the corner, he drops the broken piece of ship and the video picks up another person- a woman. ]
Maggie? [ Aw, hey, it looks like they know each other! The fans are going to like that, right? ]
The Red Fish;; Post-Shuffle
[ What up, Red Fish? You just acquired someone with a maintenance augment! Hey, that supply closet wasn’t there before, was it? How about those nifty little space roombas? Nice. Carl is still trying to adjust to this crazy new place after being in the walker-fied shitfest that has been his life has been the past two years. It’s weird being around unfamiliar people in an unfamiliar place- space aside. How is everyone okay with being kidnapped, going about normal business?
He just doesn’t get it.
Come meet the strange kid in the sheriff hat that’s stuck with you. Carl can be found in various spots on the Red Fish: the bunks, as empty as they are, it’s odd having his own room, but the bed is comfy enough, and the blankets are clean. The kitchen, investigating that weird protein and drink machine or chowing down on that weird congratulatory ‘pudding’. Shut up, it’s not...terrible. He can probably even be found roaming the halls, trying to get used to the ship. It’s not really working too well. Being cooped up like this is definitely new, and he misses fresh air already. ]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva & Red Fish
When: 10/28
The Marsiva
[ The broadcast opens up with a loud, echoed thump, followed by video at a strange angle. The camera faces the bottom of a bunk in the Hospitality Deck. A pair of legs swings over the side, feet touching the ground. After a moment, the communicator is picked up with another few seconds of noise and a young face comes into view. After a moment, the feed cuts of.
It comes back a few moments later from one of the other cameras aboard the ship. Carl is walking cautiously down the hall, his back to the wall and a broken piece of something in his hands. (Sorry, Marsiva.) It’s clear he’s expecting an attack from somewhere. Rounding the corner, he drops the broken piece of ship and the video picks up another person- a woman. ]
Maggie? [ Aw, hey, it looks like they know each other! The fans are going to like that, right? ]
The Red Fish;; Post-Shuffle
[ What up, Red Fish? You just acquired someone with a maintenance augment! Hey, that supply closet wasn’t there before, was it? How about those nifty little space roombas? Nice. Carl is still trying to adjust to this crazy new place after being in the walker-fied shitfest that has been his life has been the past two years. It’s weird being around unfamiliar people in an unfamiliar place- space aside. How is everyone okay with being kidnapped, going about normal business?
He just doesn’t get it.
Come meet the strange kid in the sheriff hat that’s stuck with you. Carl can be found in various spots on the Red Fish: the bunks, as empty as they are, it’s odd having his own room, but the bed is comfy enough, and the blankets are clean. The kitchen, investigating that weird protein and drink machine or chowing down on that weird congratulatory ‘pudding’. Shut up, it’s not...terrible. He can probably even be found roaming the halls, trying to get used to the ship. It’s not really working too well. Being cooped up like this is definitely new, and he misses fresh air already. ]
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