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shockjock) wrote in
driftfleet2017-03-24 06:09 pm
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Who: That one annoying Comms officer and YOU
Broadcast: Video
Action: Heron crew / visitors
When: 3/24
[The Heron's resident lightning bug has spent most of the month cooped up in the ship, and quite frankly, is starting to get a little fed up with this whole mess. She's found one or two ways to amuse herself, sure- the latest was leaving a box full of ridiculously pink and flowery hair clips, combs, and other accessories outside the hatch leading to Winter's bunk as a belated birthday gift. With a few glittery party poppers rigged to the lid (naturally). But as she hadn't heard 'em go off or dealt with a barrage of profanity yet, that's more of an "entertainment in progress" situation.
So instead it's time to hassle the rest of the fleet. This time around she's not even bothering with a chair, instead opting to float herself around the room. It keeps her moving, and discharges power just in case the hull springs a leak.]
Alright babies, show of hands- who else is ready to ditch this oversized fish bowl?
[Naturally, she's raising hers for the benefit of everyone not from a planet where that's a thing. So considerate!]
Now I know some of you are busy playin' Planeteer for these overgrown guppies. But I know how this reality show stuff works, 'kay babies? You film a bunch of strangers, and just so nothin' gets too boring, you make sure somethin' goes wrong just to watch 'em deal with it.
[She'll fly her way back over to the camera now, and just hover there like she's lying down on a bed making a video journal.]
Between you 'n me? I've got good odds on there bein' some big tragedy all set up for our next pit stop, too. So for those of you worried you won't get your chance to play hero, don't worry! There's always the next episode!
Broadcast: Video
Action: Heron crew / visitors
When: 3/24
[The Heron's resident lightning bug has spent most of the month cooped up in the ship, and quite frankly, is starting to get a little fed up with this whole mess. She's found one or two ways to amuse herself, sure- the latest was leaving a box full of ridiculously pink and flowery hair clips, combs, and other accessories outside the hatch leading to Winter's bunk as a belated birthday gift. With a few glittery party poppers rigged to the lid (naturally). But as she hadn't heard 'em go off or dealt with a barrage of profanity yet, that's more of an "entertainment in progress" situation.
So instead it's time to hassle the rest of the fleet. This time around she's not even bothering with a chair, instead opting to float herself around the room. It keeps her moving, and discharges power just in case the hull springs a leak.]
Alright babies, show of hands- who else is ready to ditch this oversized fish bowl?
[Naturally, she's raising hers for the benefit of everyone not from a planet where that's a thing. So considerate!]
Now I know some of you are busy playin' Planeteer for these overgrown guppies. But I know how this reality show stuff works, 'kay babies? You film a bunch of strangers, and just so nothin' gets too boring, you make sure somethin' goes wrong just to watch 'em deal with it.
[She'll fly her way back over to the camera now, and just hover there like she's lying down on a bed making a video journal.]
Between you 'n me? I've got good odds on there bein' some big tragedy all set up for our next pit stop, too. So for those of you worried you won't get your chance to play hero, don't worry! There's always the next episode!

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What are you talking about?
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I may not've been stuck with you people long, but the way I see it, I'm pretty sure we passed "dumb luck"-
[Is she doing air quotes? She's totally doing air quotes]
-a couple million miles ago. They wanna say we're on some reality show, and hey, I'll believe 'em. This whole thing's definitely sketchy enough.
But that'd mean this whole setup works like a reality show. Toss all our butts onto some random planet, and make sure we got somethin' to do. And so far, we're what, two for two on the Space Flu?
[She knows full well it's not quite that simple, but she's trying to be flippant here.]
So how 'bout you level with me, huh? How many planets've you gotten shipped off to that didn't have some big problem for us to solve? But, before that, I'm guessin' that number's smaller'n however many had some big crisis we landed right in the middle of. Sound about right?
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Anyway, we go where we're needed.
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[Consider that button pressed.]
Keep forgettin' that, I'll make sure you deal with a lot more than trouble, got it?!
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Sure. And you can call me Kara, not blondy.
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[It wasn't agreement, but it wasn't an outright refusal, either. For the time being, at least, she seems to have cooled off enough to not be a hazard to anyone unfortunate enough to set foot on the bridge.]
But the point is, I don't see any point in us gettin' involved in this stuff. I don't know what the production crew's up to, but I guarantee playin' along ain't gonna solve anything. So I really don't get the point in us hangin' around.
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