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Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-06-09 09:55 am

Calibration Post 1, "Daytime"

[ Not long after the shuffle, there's a ripple of static over the network - loud, sudden, and seemingly with no origin. It's puzzling, but there's no indication that it's going to happen again...

Until a minute later. Another surge of static comes in over the speakers, and then a voice - one some may find familiar, though not necessarily welcome, after all of this time... It's Diamond. Long time no speak, hmm?

Clearly, not all is well. She sounds very far away, for one. For another, she sounds... skeptical, almost alarmed. There may actually be real concern in her voice. ]


Again? Twice in one c--

[ Her sentence is cut short with a strangled gasp, followed by a moment of silence. What follows may be the sound of metal dragged across metal, but it's hard to place. When she speaks again, it's uncharacteristically monotonous. ]

... Bring them in.

[ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome, but this set of rooms has only been used once, and for the very same purpose that befalls the fleet contestants now.

As for their hosts, there is no immediate sign of them, though some may recall a series of hideous, half-electronic screams before their memories begin to blur upon arrival...

Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round two of calibrations. ]


[ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]
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[personal profile] kill_switch 2017-06-09 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
You know who doesn't like being caged? This girl. The first few days she makes a full sweep of the space; rooms, living area, kitchen, bathing area, any space she can get to she's checking out ever square inch of it. The longer time goes on, the more her energy shifts from something perseverant to more akin to a caged dog. Eventually she falls into the habit of grabbing a coffee and tucking away in a nook, leg twitching, fingers tapping on the tabletop, or otherwise somehow fidgeting in some way. Being caged with not even a view of the outside and being deprived of weapons has put her in a very bad mood, on top of poor sleep outside of calibration room visits, which don't hep much for rest either.

Approach with caution.