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driftfleet2016-12-10 11:25 pm
hijackass) wrote in driftfleet2016-12-10 11:25 pm
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Who: Handsome Jack and you, cupcake
Broadcast: text
Action: all Fleet-owned vessels
When: Now
H̴̘̜ͥ͒e̲̤̔͡y̳̮͂͒͆̎̕!̳̺̱ ̣͉̰͔̭̼̄́͗H̴̩͆e̽̏ͦ͗͡y̘͈͕̻̮̟̗ͤ͝ ̽͗͏͕̼i̬̻s̜̼̜̈̋̊̑́ ̢̞̖͋̓ͅt̤̟̙͜h̘͎̪͓̗̤͗͗̈́̈́̑ͅḯ̖͈̞̖̼̰̞̾ͬͥ̃̄͘s̱͔ͬ̆̀͌ ̛̬̊̓͗̈́t̡̍͌̅̎̋̈̊h̶͍̲̎̌̔͊ͩ̚i͕͕̪ͅn͉̮̞̠ͪg̨ͤ̃ͭ ̗͇̆͆ó͊n̗̰̲̠̲̦̏̅̓̿̾͋?̼̼͍͙͕̠̼̃̍ͤ̈͑̈́̂͟ ̤̫̜̯̝̦̒͐̐̐ ͉̪͛̇̑ͥͥͧG̵̖̙̮̜͈ͨ̋ͨ͌ȏ̬̟͇̜͎̬̈́͐̈̂̅̈́d͖̯̬̈̈́ͧ̚ ̫͂ͬ̾ͯ̉ͅt̰͉̗̜́ͯ͒ͫͩh̗̑͑ͨͧ̽͋͘iͧ͂̂͏̱s̯̦̞̹͍̋ͫ͒ͬ̔ ̪̦̬̠̣̞̈́̓͡c̖̠̰̥̎̃͟ȑ̘̟͚̘̜̥͋̿̈ͮͅâ̹̦͎͖͔̻̻ͮp̿ ͖̑͜i̝ͨ̋̄ͨͩ͘s̝͜ ̧̬̠̒̈́̌̓̂͛a̋̿̅̚n͚ͦ͆̽̂̍ͮͫḉ̐͌ͥ̒ͬ̚i̳̤͌ͬė͑ͪ̃ͭ̚̚҉̼͚̙͉̻ͅn̫͙͓̞̹͒̒͛ͪͥ̚t̬̫͕͖̥̓̿͗ͨͨ.ͧ̑͂̽ͬ̽͏̟͍͕ ̸͓̺̝̬͒ͯ̾.
Lͨ͛̈͒̎̒emͤ̇͝m͛e͂̈͒ ̿ͦjͭ̿͠u̓ͭ͢s҉t̨--ahh that's it there we go. Hey kiddos. Handsome Jack here. I know I know, the Hero, the Legend, here in the digitized flesh or whatever! Totally missed all you peons while I was doing the whole "dead" thing and all that, super-stoked to be back lemme tell ya.
So yeah. Just a quick quesh for you guys:
Where the hell is Rhys.
I mean not that I'm terribly attached to the guy [ HAhaaaaa the jokes. Get it, because before this he was stuck in that loser's brain????? ] but sorta weird to go from hanging with my best meatbuddy to whsht, back in a space station. Sssoooo if one of you kiddos could do uncle Jack a solid there I'd really appreciate it. Like so much I might not even vent all the air in your stupid little ships!
That's a joke! It's a joke, haha! We're having fun. This is fun.
Nah it's totally the truth. Still fun though!
[ So that's....yeah. That's Jack. In a measurably good mood??? A little disoriented sure but hey! It's a jarring experience to go from living in some loser's head to suddenly being uploaded into network. Totally killer (haaaaa) but also jarring. He's getting used to it. Which means even if your character isn't on the network? Jack's going to be working his ways through the systems any way he can to peek and pry around. For members of the Golden this manifests as glitch-riddled access panels and weird random texts full of gibberish and code...and the odd door slamming itself shut in your face. Or refusing to open at all.
Members of other ships will find themselves harassed in other forms! a.k.a Jack's just going to stalk them, see what they're doing, and then start offering super-helpful commentary on it. You're welcome. ]
Broadcast: text
Action: all Fleet-owned vessels
When: Now
H̴̘̜ͥ͒e̲̤̔͡y̳̮͂͒͆̎̕!̳̺̱ ̣͉̰͔̭̼̄́͗H̴̩͆e̽̏ͦ͗͡y̘͈͕̻̮̟̗ͤ͝ ̽͗͏͕̼i̬̻s̜̼̜̈̋̊̑́ ̢̞̖͋̓ͅt̤̟̙͜h̘͎̪͓̗̤͗͗̈́̈́̑ͅḯ̖͈̞̖̼̰̞̾ͬͥ̃̄͘s̱͔ͬ̆̀͌ ̛̬̊̓͗̈́t̡̍͌̅̎̋̈̊h̶͍̲̎̌̔͊ͩ̚i͕͕̪ͅn͉̮̞̠ͪg̨ͤ̃ͭ ̗͇̆͆ó͊n̗̰̲̠̲̦̏̅̓̿̾͋?̼̼͍͙͕̠̼̃̍ͤ̈͑̈́̂͟ ̤̫̜̯̝̦̒͐̐̐ ͉̪͛̇̑ͥͥͧG̵̖̙̮̜͈ͨ̋ͨ͌ȏ̬̟͇̜͎̬̈́͐̈̂̅̈́d͖̯̬̈̈́ͧ̚ ̫͂ͬ̾ͯ̉ͅt̰͉̗̜́ͯ͒ͫͩh̗̑͑ͨͧ̽͋͘iͧ͂̂͏̱s̯̦̞̹͍̋ͫ͒ͬ̔ ̪̦̬̠̣̞̈́̓͡c̖̠̰̥̎̃͟ȑ̘̟͚̘̜̥͋̿̈ͮͅâ̹̦͎͖͔̻̻ͮp̿ ͖̑͜i̝ͨ̋̄ͨͩ͘s̝͜ ̧̬̠̒̈́̌̓̂͛a̋̿̅̚n͚ͦ͆̽̂̍ͮͫḉ̐͌ͥ̒ͬ̚i̳̤͌ͬė͑ͪ̃ͭ̚̚҉̼͚̙͉̻ͅn̫͙͓̞̹͒̒͛ͪͥ̚t̬̫͕͖̥̓̿͗ͨͨ.ͧ̑͂̽ͬ̽͏̟͍͕ ̸͓̺̝̬͒ͯ̾.
Lͨ͛̈͒̎̒emͤ̇͝m͛e͂̈͒ ̿ͦjͭ̿͠u̓ͭ͢s҉t̨--ahh that's it there we go. Hey kiddos. Handsome Jack here. I know I know, the Hero, the Legend, here in the digitized flesh or whatever! Totally missed all you peons while I was doing the whole "dead" thing and all that, super-stoked to be back lemme tell ya.
So yeah. Just a quick quesh for you guys:
Where the hell is Rhys.
I mean not that I'm terribly attached to the guy [ HAhaaaaa the jokes. Get it, because before this he was stuck in that loser's brain????? ] but sorta weird to go from hanging with my best meatbuddy to whsht, back in a space station. Sssoooo if one of you kiddos could do uncle Jack a solid there I'd really appreciate it. Like so much I might not even vent all the air in your stupid little ships!
That's a joke! It's a joke, haha! We're having fun. This is fun.
Nah it's totally the truth. Still fun though!
[ So that's....yeah. That's Jack. In a measurably good mood??? A little disoriented sure but hey! It's a jarring experience to go from living in some loser's head to suddenly being uploaded into network. Totally killer (haaaaa) but also jarring. He's getting used to it. Which means even if your character isn't on the network? Jack's going to be working his ways through the systems any way he can to peek and pry around. For members of the Golden this manifests as glitch-riddled access panels and weird random texts full of gibberish and code...and the odd door slamming itself shut in your face. Or refusing to open at all.
Members of other ships will find themselves harassed in other forms! a.k.a Jack's just going to stalk them, see what they're doing, and then start offering super-helpful commentary on it. You're welcome. ]
Action!
Moping in foxmode in a small nest of blankets and pillows she's managed to acquire. It's definitely a work in progress but it's big enough to house one small black fox with her tail sticking out.]
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Not a bad weird, just the general sort. But it's intriguing enough that Jack flickers into existence, arms akimbo as he walks across the room, visibly peering down into that pile of blankets. ]
God, who's the idiot that brought a fox of all things into space? Like that isn't going to get torn apart the moment you step down planetside. [ SCOFF. Roll of his eyes. Why is everyone an idiot his life is so hard. ]
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Teleporters are jerks.]
Wouldn't that be unfortunate.
[Her tail twitches and she buries herself further in the blankets.]
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Lucky for you fine...talking fox, wow okay that's weird. He'd wonder if he snorted those Pandoran mushrooms again by accident but he's a hologram and he can't now.
God he misses having a body. ]
...Alright, sooo. That fox just talked. Am I hearing things?
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[Maybe he's dumb enough to fall for it.]
Now go bother someone else.
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Wow you know for a talking animal you sure are a real peach you know that? What happen Fifi, lose your favourite toy?
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[Okay, give her a moment and she'll poke her head out of the blankets.]
Am I a poodle now? Whoever heard of a fox named Fifi?
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I know a lot of creatures. Skags aren't one of them.
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Nasty suckers, about as friendly as they sound. Actually kind of gross? Great for slag testing though. You should see what happens to those suckers, haha.
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[Whatever... slag testing means. Moving along.]
What is a projection doing in my room, anyway? I was taking a nap.
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[ a.k.a he's doing this for him and Renart is just getting caught in the crossfire of Jack's enthusiasm-slash-boredom. ]
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[There's a slight pause and she squints.]
You're the ship? The ship hasn't spoken before.
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Just saying.
[ His form flickers a bit, torso glitching to become misaligned for one short instant. Jack's still working out the kinks in this whole projecting himself thing. Never really had to think about it much with Rhys. ]
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[And since he mentioned it....]
How long have you been here?
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No really he's actually kind if stumped on that one. Unless this is some serious glitching in his systems or a program he accidentally ran or something. ]
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They don't. I'm an exception.
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What, you get bit by a radioactive spiderant or something?
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[Even though it sounds like he just smashed 'spider' and 'ant' together.]
I'm a very boring fox. There are more interesting people around here to bother.
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[ Look Jack didn't name the gross things, that's just what they are. ]
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I wouldn't know, I'm not running it. I didn't watch much of that kind of television back home, anyway. I mostly ignore it all.
[She's exciting!]
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Well yeah because television's for losers with no real excitement in their lives. And selling crap.
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[She doesn't care too much though.]
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Perhaps. I haven't exactly been keeping track of my own ratings, though.
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